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[sunwell_eyes]

[Resident Mage has decided he needs new herbs, so he has decided to saddle up his venomhide and take to the great Demeleier roadways of...the forest. See, here he is riding towards the bridge, clutching the communicator in one hand, reins in the other. He's devoid of armor today, decked out in an icy blue robe. He smiled, but there is still a very

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[Audio]

[shamanisticrage]

If you speak of me any more fondly, Elf, I'd think you want to propose.

[Have an orc ribbing you, Duib. :D]

[Audio]

[sunwell_eyes]

Oh, I'm sorry, Garnath. You just aren't my type. Far too much man for me to handle, really.

[Chuckle.]

[Audio]

[shamanisticrage]

Mm... On a more serious matter, there's something I need to discuss with you. Might we speak in person? I don't put much faith in using this device.

[Audio] | Fast forward to then and Action log?

[sunwell_eyes]

Of course..I'll be home soon.

[Voice]

[myhrta]

Duibhín.

[A long pause. Yes, she did just say his name.]

... May we speak?

[Voice]

[sunwell_eyes]

Myhrta...?

[A long pause before he sighs, not unhappily. More curious than anything.]

Of course. Would you...like to accompany me, then?

[Voice]

[myhrta]

... Very well. I need to collect my own herbs today, too.

[Voice]

[sunwell_eyes]

I Will meet you by the river, then.

[unholy_rebirth]

[Oh baby elf, she does so enjoy being called that. <3 ]

You look very lovely today, Duibhin.

[sunwell_eyes]

Thank you, mother.

[Beaming.]

[unholy_rebirth]

[aaaa come back here so she can smoosh you.]

And I think I shall join you. I'm working on a project.

[sunwell_eyes]

What sort of project?