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Ispir would turn their beaming smiling into something resembling a grin before he snorted and flourished his cap at Vyx'aria in a VERY charming bow. Hardly breaking stride before he perked back up into a stride beside her and gave her a cheeky grin in response to being called a curious creature...

Ispir, with that chilling staff hefted over his shoulder like a vagrants hiking pack, would falter a bit at Ria's question. Their own expression twisting into one of bewilderment as earnest aquamarine met narrowed crimson. Their reply was slow, almost wary, as they ventured. "Ummm.... Following...

The crowd would erupt into murmurs as Vyx'aria made her statement. Head shaking, hair rippling like a silver waterfall, proud footsteps carrying her away from the old man and the village. Ispir, meanwhile, wasn't even sure what 'prejudice' had happened though the old man would capture his...

Ispir would wince a bit as she yanked her arm free, frowning softly up at Ria, and the people would begin to murmur more harshly as the old man leaned on the staff and commented dryly. "Seems the flame of battle still burns in your belly. You'll need more control of that to face the trials of...

In stark contrast to their dark and dour friend Ispir smiled from atop the stairs and waved at the smattering of cheering villagers as if they were in audience in the largest stadium in Alliria. Aquamarine eyes scanning the crowd as Vyx'aria joined him at the top of the steps into the church...

The bandits had their tricks, their trinkets, and their treacherous nature but at the end of the day raw POWER was very hard to deny. The ogre was as resilient as they came for his kind, at least physically and without any magical protection, and Vyx'aria might just have spied the widening as a...

Ispir was, well, a bit speechless as Zinnia put their cap back on their head. Their heartbeat sounded far, far too loud now. All but filling their ears with the sound of rushing blood. An involuntary swallow would answer her words, words that made the swarm of butterflies all insist on tickling...

Ispir gave a hesitant nod as they were instructed to hide, quickly glancing around in confusion, and only TOO happy to get out of the way where combat was concerned. But how exactly was he supposed to hide in broad..... A hand was raised, magic called forth, and his train of thought changed...

The offending bandit, a human man perhaps in his late thirties with a tied back ponytail that was frayed in it's binding, square jaw, blunt features and a bulbous nose leered openly at Vyx'aria with an expression that immediately made Ispir scrunch up his nose and recoil a bit in revulsion. The...

Ispir would blush all the way up to his ears and wince a bit at Zinnia 's ribbing. Wishing for a brief moment that HE could turn into a hat and hide on someone's head, as silly as the idea sounded. But despite himself Ispir's gaze did linger too long on Zinnia's grin, her canine's especially...

Ispir..... did NOT handle the carnage and smoke the pair wandered into as well as Ria. Huddled behind the tall Drow and casting furtive glances about when people would rush by he would clear his throat and try to catch their attention. "E-Excuse me..... We're just..... I just need a...

As the tall Drow woman stared at him Ispir would shyly fidget with the hem of his cloak, absolutely unable to meet her withering gaze. His cheeks and face fully red from the rush of adrenaline and fear from a moment prior and he would let his aquamarine orbs wander listlessly around the ground...

Ispir would give a very confused look as the Drow insinuated that it was, in fact, he who was mean. His nose scrunching up as if he had bitten into a lemon. "Well.... yeah like I said it's customary that when you give a name you get a name." At the mention of a scroll though Ispir would...

The eloquent, intelligent and supremely sophisticated response that came with her pointing out that he hadn't asked for her name came sharply, almost instantly as a single, impressive noise! "Oh." Albeit not a very confident one. Nonetheless Ispir would still neglect to do so as she followed...

True to her expectations Ispir hadn't heard that she didn't want him traveling with her and two heads were better than one so... follow he did! Holding up a finger to let a bird with bright blue feathers land upon it he would smile and pet it very softly, ruffling it's little head before...