<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Liltahyanda</div><div class="spoiler_body"> </div></div><br/>Unseeing eyes seemed to soften. Dark lashes of  bowed to a close as she dipped her head gently with appreciation of her appearance. It is uncommon for nymphs to travel south, especially one of her caliber, she must be old, there was reason and wisdom in her tone, studious even as she listened with his heart felt passion for seeking out the truths scattered to the winds of the world, both malevolent and benign with his talk of necromancy. The nymph understood there was creation in such destructive magic, yet peeling life down to those categories often soften the magnitude of what it means to hold life and death.  He freely gave his blood-lineage to her, head canting up a touch as her brow furrowed for a few moments with consideration...<br/><br/>Dragon Born. That was just as scarce as her ancient sisters of stone and water. Here, he wished to trade, favour for knowledge. What a teasing little concept! What could she say unto him?<br/><br/>" I will tell you a piece of uncommon knowledge, lost long ago among the follies of the last human empire.. It may be myth or legend, for the price for such knowledge is often that of chasing dreams yet so little can come true." The nymph chimed in her olden ways, examining the Dragon elf with those solid white eyes, sweeping a hand pulled up pollen, making it whipped up between her wooden clawed hands, the elongated fingers manipulating something like natural magic to form depictions, as no change in aura would be noticed by those sensitive to it.  She created what looked a bit like a forest outline made of the pollen and it altered as if coming to life with her words.<br/><br/>" In the land of Sequade, Dragons felt their time was fleeting and knew a new form of incognito would be needed to maintain their numbers. Such experiments were already in progressed by the Scarlet Witch, whom ensnared the ancient kin to extract their essences to fortify her magic and soldiers. A progress that failed, as those without mystical heritage would die from spontaneous combustion due to the ingesting of the product for too long. They may be able to take the power of strength for a short amount of time, yet men were never created to develop true Dragon's Breath." The pollen made a depiction of a man drinking too many potions and bursting into flames as the fire shot out of his mouth and his stomach grew to a hot circle before melting out to nothing, but bones and dust. " The knowledge of developing this potion may be of great aid unto you, while it's effects are limited and the potion itself is not perfect, you would be able to withstand it's effects. This knowledge was entrusted to the Faeries of Sequade in the deep southern swamps. If all you remember is this, then listen well;<em>'Where ruins of past glory lie, a stone woman doth weep. Under sky and clock that marks the dusk, you will find the keep'."</em><br/><br/>" The faefolk do not tread there often, but their traps still lay dormant. It is perilous, I assure you. Never go alone. If you believe, if you truly wish to seek it... All I ask of you is for the favor of leaving me to record this moment. A drop of your blood, I shall preserve it in mine own amber sap and decorate myself with tribute. " With that, she outstretched her hand to him, a little splayed glop of sap coating her palm and those sharp looking ironwood claws were pointed up. The other hand was there to be a guide, the ironwood claw retracting a little to show a lavender hand that barely saw the light. She waited, just for him to be comfortable with the idea.<br/><br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Ilian</div><div class="spoiler_body"></div></div><br/>" Oo, so jumpy over a grope!" Ayo smiled fluttering around innocently as she couldn't stay still for too long. Kiyo bounced a bit , landing on the ground and running her foot along the ground.<br/><br/>" He must be a virgin, heehee. And I thought girls get uptight!" Oh yes, they ever so happily make their jibes at the cutie, but that spurred a bit of a giggle fit between the both of them that Ayo could barely maintain fluttering in a straight line without dipping and spinning into a circle. "Uptight." Ayo echoed among the melodious laughter, landing onto the floor again to nearly topple her friend in a hug. Lucky day they didnt notice his twitching, much.. Quieting down into light sighs and smiles,<br/><br/>Ayo looked to him a little confused. "Wait, were you not heading into a town anyway?.."<br/>"Yeah, if you avoid the town and city, you might as well stay with us."<br/>"Oo, he'd be a fun big brother."<br/>"Yeah, and we can strip him and dress him, and smear his body with fruit!"<br/>"Yea- wa, What?"<br/>" What, he'll like it a lot and won't run away like the-" Peeking up at him she makes a shoddy attempt to whisper and starts giggling instead, using her friend's shoulder to hold onto. Her friend shrugged her off and shook her head as Ayo approached him and looked him a bit more in the eye.<br/><br/>" The only game I know involves wings, but you don't have any. I'm tougher then I look, you know. It's not showing you the way, it's travel time. If you want to be stuck out here at night, we're not going to be much help at all for you." The faerie murs, taking flight easily and rising off the ground. " Kiyo, you coming or not?"<br/><br/>"Aww, don't mean to him. He's like kin, already. Look at his cute face." Kiyo murmured, getting her breath back easy as she pouted like a little sister wanting to keep a puppy. " Maybe we go to town together and play a game there, we have a nice spot in the stables to sleep at. How about we just put this behind us and be a nice family?"<br/>