<div class="floatleft">(http://i986.photobucket.com/albums/ae348/Stef82K/Private/Mermaid/tiina_31_zpskn9e0dk3.jpg)</div>As Sydney commented, Lorelei smirked just a bit. "Well, kobolds are not known for their great intelligence. Yet they are quite cunning at traps. Let's hope your ability to sense an ambush is as great as your ability to do one." Trust wasn't something kobolds were well known for either, at least outside of their own kind. She had a feeling the others knew that and didn't repeat it aloud. There was no need for her to discuss the creature's greed nor their boast about being an 'honor guard' (which made stifle a laugh that anything would choose<em>these</em>things in that capacity), another task she thought the two intimidating women would be far more adept at. However as the little things start going on about 'Deep Ones', her mind recalled a strange little rhyme told to children. "Deep Ones?" she found herself saying out loud but lowered her voice so her companions could still hear, "I might have heard of these, some legend about a group of wizards looking to learn and share ultimate knowledge. But something went wrong and was told as a children's story to scare them off."<br/><br/>After a couple of false starts, Lorelei was looking down at her feet trying to recall the rhyme, rolling her hand and snapping her fingers until she suddenly found the verses and started lightly singing them.<br/><br/><br/>Tell me, Mr. Mouse of the master in your home?<br/>What, he was learned and wished for none to be unknown?<br/><br/>Tell me, Mr. Mouse when did the master leave his cottage?<br/>What, he did joined the others to spread their knowlege?<br/><br/>Tell me, Mr. Mouse when did the master return?<br/>What, he never did and you left to learn?<br/><br/>Oh what, Mr. Mouse did you see on that day?<br/>What, in the library the mages all tucked away?<br/><br/>Oh what, Mr. Mouse did you see that night?<br/>What, the mages packed together so tight?<br/><br/>Oh what, Mr. Mouse did you see in the morn?<br/>What, the mages seemed all forlorn?<br/><br/>Oh why, Mr. Mouse did make them fell this down?<br/>What, there was great pain within their crown?<br/><br/>Oh why, Mr. Mouse are the mages all gone?<br/>What, you say they were still here all along?<br/><br/>Oh why, Mr. Mouse can we not see them then?<br/>What, because they changed again and again?<br/><br/>Come now, Mr. Mouse! What gives you that clue?<br/>What, their bodies turned a deep purple hue?<br/><br/>Come now, Mr. Mouse! Would you be more helpful?<br/>What, their mouths were replaced by writhing trendrils?<br/><br/>Come now, Mr. Mouse! Why are you so unkind?<br/>What, you aren't real and only in my mind?<br/><br/>You're right Mr. Mouse, I can hear what he said!<br/>Of course! He told me to go shave my head!<br/><br/>You're right Mr. Mouse, I do seem compelled!<br/>Of course! He said our minds should indeed be meld!<br/><br/>You're right Mr. Mouse, I will think no more!<br/>Of course! I shouldn't worry that's my blood on the floor!<br/>