<div align="center"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Oren</strong></span></div><br/><br/>The first look was not one in which Oren was going for, and for a moment he was worried. The second look on the other hand- he liked that one, and recognized it from times before. Keeping close and putting a hand around her waist- he nods in agreement as he leads her back in the direction of Devilkin.<br/><br/>"<strong>With Devilkin, I would not expect it. If we leave this day without being cursed or hexed we should take it as a sign of victory. But- indeed, we should go at least talk to them. It's only polite.</strong>" he remarks with a smile.<br/><br/>"<strong>I only hope your transport is not damaged beyond use.</strong>"<br/><br/>----<br/><br/>When they approach the house once more, Oren finally breaks contact if reluctantly. A simple whisper in her ear is how it starts.<br/><br/>"<strong>Follow Along.</strong>"<br/><br/>Stepping forward, Oren begins with a respectful bow.<br/><br/>"<strong>Kindly Ones, Forgive our exit before. I am Oren, the Piper of Norwyn. This one worries for the life and safety of her kin and has never been graced with the sight of one of your kind before. A little panic is forgivable in this case, yes?<br/><br/>We came here seeking some advice from the owner of this cottage- if you do not mind we would like to continue this quest and be on our way.</strong>"