<div class="floatleft">(http://www.infinitelibraries.com/images/Elli/Eztli.jpg)</div>Eztli'eyal<br/>Location: Kirborg, Keep<br/>Date / Time: Mar. 16, early afternoon.<br/>Tagging: GM/NPCs, Mialla<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><hr/><br/>Eztli'eyal was entirely too graceful to actually trip, but the stupid tussocks were slippery, and he came close. Nothing to do with the little bard's half-indignant response being too laughable for words. Nothing at all. He shakes his hair back out of his face and quirks an eyebrow at her. "Didn't say that. Said you might do better to wait." Which implies it, he'll give her that. Still and all ...<br/><br/>"Wouldn't you rather have someone else to talk to?" He has, admittedly, seen very few bards who admitted to it. Most of the famous ones seem to have entourages and swelled heads; always makes for entertainment for the guards, while the caravan masters discuss 'road rights'...