<div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/XqkHrYP.jpg)</div><strong>Name :</strong>Enkh<br/><strong>Adventure:</strong>Tiny Threats<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Jacques, Kaea, Enkh, Pixies, Ishi,<br/><br/>“Haha! Fairies are no match for three adventurers.” Or at least three adventurers with a burlap sack. He didn’t want to kill the fairies so he was rather ginger with the bag as they moved, and while he had Zebbie’s ‘subjects’ in hand he saw no kingdom, rather just a strangely tailed elf who had delusions of what people around here called grandeur. Still, when things were fnished, he looked to her after she called him a puppy dog. “I am no ‘puppy.’” His tone was not angry, but it was firm. He had been called that before and it was one good way to rile him. Though he found himself a bit more attracted to the Elf, so he was able to let it slide for now.<br/><br/>As they arrived to Ishi, he gave a small cough. “We had a good plan to catch them all! She-” As he nodded to Zebbie, continuing. “Does a rather good performance. But I would prefer to see the silver myself and hand it out. I am better with money now.” He’d even call himself good! He truly recognized its value now, and wanted to make sure each got their fair share. “Actually I think you promised me something a little more than my fair share.” Speaking with Ishi present, he at least wanted to try this rusing game that even the elf did. “So I think you owe me a drink for saving you from dangerous pixies!” his tail swished and while the scratching did feel good, again... There was one reason he wasn’t being more firm with her, but to all apparent it may as well have been something a little akin to obedience or enjoyment of what was going on rather than irritation.<br/><br/>Maybe it was just a bit of both. It was confusing.