<em>"What all did he tell everyone?" </em><br/><br/>The warforged tilted his head to the side and seemed to answer carefully,<strong>"Far less than some gathered around wished to hear, and yet enough to threaten to make even myself blush, were such a thing physically possible.  I feel not comfortable repeating such things here on a public street, if that gives any indication miss Stephanie."</strong><br/><br/>He listened very carefully as mostly Dawn answered his questions and his eyes, magical gemstones it appeared, seemed to swirl with arcane energy as he listened.  When she asked her question he was slow to answer, and instead pointed to the door of the arcane acadamey which lay across from the open air square that they had just entered.<strong> "We have arrived, but I shall answer.  I do in fact feel sensations across the wooden sections of my body, for it is living wood.  The metal plates as well, however it is much.... less sensitive.  I do not know if what I feel is the same as what you feel, or as great.  But I do admit that the warm sun on my skin, metal and wood both, feels wonderful some days.  Likewise the feel of a blade cutting through my wooden flesh, or nicking the metal of my body, makes me feel angry and self protective.  To the point that sometimes it is difficult to focus on anything other than those sensations.  This is much like the 'pain' a humanoid feels I imagine?  I do not know, for I do not know what it feels like for a humanoid, only myself.  I do know that I have felt great... enjoyment... upon leaving a cold damp cave to feel the bright warm air on my flesh.  I have felt much more at peace after bathing the muck of a swamp from my body in a clean river.  I have felt pride and satisfaction repairing my body and restoring it, when it was damaged.  I can only imagine that such things are somewhat... similar to 'feelings' of your kind."</strong><br/><br/>He heaved a great sigh, his shoulders rising before falling again.  A strange human gesture for one who did not actually breathe.<strong>"In any regard I have taken enough of your time, as well I have buisness that I must attend.  But I hope that I will see you around again.  If you wish, you may call upon me," </strong>He dipped massive thick fingers into a belt pouch and produced a smooth flat rock.  Handing it to either of the sisters he explained what it was.  On it was carved<em>'Vii, Chandua house, apartment 3, dockside'</em><strong>"This is my permanent address.  It is a humble home, and if I am not currently engaged in a business, or at the tavern, I can be found here.  I have a... roommate that often can keep messages for me if I am not about.  Feel free to call on me if you need.  So unless there is anything else, I believe we should both be about our tasks, yes?"</strong>