<div class="floatright">(https://www.animecharactersdatabase.com/uploads/chars/4758-1261081560.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Aramis Silverscale<br/>Human Wizard of the Arcane Order<br/><strong>HP:</strong>51/51 ;<strong>Status:</strong>None<br/><strong>Actions:</strong>Needing to talk things over with his newfound familiar.<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Damalla, Thunderdome => Heading to the Adventurers Tavern<br/><hr/><br/>To Maya's credit, he honestly felt considerably lucky just getting past Ragnar much less her. He was far from a talented illusionist and this was the changelings bread and butter. It took every trick in the book and everything he learned at the Academy just to keep pace with her until he had an opening. Yes she was a dark horse in this competition but he would have hedged his bets on her to win. So when she conceded he was a touch relieved but wary since she had done a stunt like that before. She could give anyone, including himself a lesson in humility. Thus Aramis had to give her a proper bow in respect for her herculean efforts. Actions spoke louder than his words could and as such he kept his mouth shut during her respectful concede. Upon the offer of a rematch he smiled and accepted with just a few words.<strong>"I am always willing to learn something new, Twice Blessed."</strong><br/><br/>Of course the moment she ribbed him on the nature of what might happen in private with Sasha suddenly made Aramis pull the rim of his hat slightly down to feebly hide the sudden hue of red embarrassment upon his cheeks.<strong>"I'm n-not entirely sure what you imply."</strong>The mage was powerful in many ways but he would be such a terrible illusionist. He is a very lousy liar. His body was also quite honest underneath the layers of cloth and robes he wore. And with the lustbound Alluran looking upon him, only gave her more honest feelings for her empathic link to pick up. When Qetesh made her offer for Aramis to visit her city again and perhaps bond with her Nexus in order to help him renew his mortal body he gave an appreciative bow to her.<strong>"Thank you very much for helping Sasha and your generous offer."</strong><br/><br/>Much as one might assume Aramis to beeline it for the tavern, he couldn't do that. He was determined on his own course of action which was to see to Sasha's own situation. She couldn't very well walk around naked, they might be walking in harsh conditions beyond the city. Aramis unclasps the black cloak for Sasha knowing well he would have to make sure she had something for her to wear. Or at the very least keep herself warm and the sun off her bare skin. He offered her the cloak.<strong>"Come, we'll need to get you outfitted for traveling."</strong>He informed Sasha what he intended for her next. Heading with Sasha out of the Thunderdome, he would renew his own magic one last time with the spell engine if allowed. Regardless he would need the remaining amount of spells to pay off his spell debts. When he had the chance to do so of course.<br/><br/>He had dozens of questions and some he felt might be too personal for public talks. He wanted to know a touch more about Sasha's past yes but also exactly how she'd protect him. Aramis was naturally unaware that Sasha was a powerful sorceress in her own right. Indeed she's as strong as he is.<strong>"I've been meaning to ask you. Qetesh said you were too strong to be bonded to a typical mage. Are you also capable of weaving magic?"</strong>Thus came the question. Assuming he was not cut off by a certain knight that wanted to speak with him, Aramis was eager to head to the market.<br/><br/>He had plenty of plans as the funds he secured would have to go towards commissioning a quest from the Adventurers Guild. So ironically he and Maya would be heading towards the same location in due time. Maya would inevitably get there first as the Silverfish would take the time to transverse the market casually so that Sasha could select some manner of traveling clothes. She would need them so as she can protect her skin from the elements. He was also not cruel to force her into dressing provocatively or conservatively. Whatever she wanted to wear or lack thereof, he would allow. However, it also gave him the time to quietly admire her looks. Once done paying for Sasha's selection of clothing that was when the pair would be able to head for the tavern and finally get a chance to talk in private.