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A smirk, nearly hidden beneath the salt and pepper, seemed to discretely show itself when told to stay behind her. It was difficult to tell the difference in true age between them and if he had to guess, Ere would have assumed she was older. But physically speaking, he wore the aging grace like...

Neither of the options seemed ideal. Though if they remained, one obstacle may push them into another. And the last thing they needed was having to take another stroll through the blizzard, driven only by whatever beast this was that was likely more equipped for the cold. But...it could be...

A fey that was a smuggler. He could have thought on that mixture of lineage and occupation, but as a bearded elf druid maester, he thought it best to not throw stones. Instead, he just nodded and pulled at the grey hairs of his mustache. "I should be honest with you, Dilthen er. I think you...

He took the offered flask of tea and nodded. "A pleasure to meet you, Beckett." He had his suspected that wasn't her birth name name but he was content to have whatever moniker she deemed appropriate. Though it was more than likely that he would continue using some form of little one for her. If...

He watched her quietly as she contemplated the question, occasionally offering another bit of food to the fire spirit who, as before, took it with some measure of glee. The light of the moon flickered for a few moments through the mouth of the cave as the winds howled, moving drifts of snow...

He smiled at the offering and took it quietly, inspecting the dried meat and cheese and jam by turning it over and over. She underestimated the berry, there was more to it than just simple taste and diminutive energy. It could heal and more importantly, could stave off hunger for nearly a whole...

He had forgotten the customs of their kind. Agreements were binding, words had sacred purpose when spoken in certain ways, and it reminded him that he needed to be careful in how he approached conversation with this one. He had no understanding of her purpose here and if she was intending to...

As she slipped from his back and began to move away, the change took place. Taking to a standing position on his hind legs, slowly his shape shifted back to his more humanoid shape. But where a man of sagging skin had once been, he had filled out to his more lithe and toned body. However, it was...

<Yes.> He replied curtly, though whatever he was was likely was obscured in the distance. As they had been moving, he could discern that the environment was underlaid by a network of caverns and caves. Occasionally, a bit of limestone outcropping could even be seen ejecting from the snow drifts...

Though it wasn't yet apparent, he had regained most of what he had lost through the turning of time and moments spent beneath the rocks and ice. Starvation, famine, all swept away by the sacrifice of energy stored for decades in the Wandor Staff. He was capable of sustaining himself now...

It hadn't occurred to him that anything within this stone prison might be flammable. But if he had his way, the entire cavern would be turned into a coal fire that burned until the ends of time. He had been scorned in this prison and with the energy of the staff now coursing through him, he had...

Long and sharp teeth bared in a snarl as he lowered his body, feeling the energy of the arcane fireweed flow through him. Decades of energy, stored within the flower, all leading up to a moment when he needed it most. His more frugal side was irritated with having to use that and his frustration...

He hit the wall without a single movement to block the blow, crumpling to the stony ground. In a flash, where the man had rolled up on the floor, a snarling wolf erupted in a flash of eerie green at nearly the size of a large dog. His fur, once the energy had diminished, was a mix of grey snow...

Ere had not known heat in what felt like an eternity, beyond the meager fire formed in his palms or the warmth of his fur when he had the energy to change. There was a calorie deficit here that was purposeful, given just enough scraps to sustain his own life while withering all the same. This...

He blinked slowly as he watched the entire ordeal with what might have appeared to be indifference. Far from it, but he was exhausted. Exhausted enough that even facial expressions felt like an expenditure of energy where he was on extremely limited reserves. For now. "That's a neat trick." He...