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Nuir's head tilted in thoughtfully for a moment. He rather imagined that traveling in such directions would lead to a circle. Perhaps that was a given for wandering. He had met some like her before, adventurers with wanderlust. It was a spirit that Nuir admired. He supposed some must see him...

"Likewise, I too am a visitor without a stationary home." He replied with an amiable tone and small shrug. He regarded Maveriel Valthoras, her amber eyes striking against the flowing red hair. "Of all the places I have been tempted to linger none holds so strong a hold as a growing library."...

The high laugh was met with an agreeable if passive expression. He wasn't particularly familiar with Mallian. Of course he could discern from context it's royal house was not welcoming to visitors. "hm." He replied in vague agreement. Easing among the hustle and bustle of the streets they...

The city walls alone were quite impressive in their expanse. The tinge of salt in the air a familiar smell mingled with new scents of bustling city life. What little Nuir had seen of it so far was noticeably cleaner than Elbion or Alliria had been. Alliria was filled in many portions with folks...

"Well met, sir Rovan." Nuir replied pleasantly oblivious to any implications this news might have. He had traveled alongside merchants on many an occasion and yet rarely gained the nuance of their connections. He knew that Alliria had a reputation for what could only be described as a thriving...

The unblemished healer, both in their pale clean cloak and naive spirit, was particularly unsuspecting of the offer. They had a bit of time, and they did have a bit of business to do out that way. Might as well take up the stranger in their simple request for a bite of guidance. It wasn't so...

Now enlightened to the nature of the request, Nuir took a second look at the stranger. He didn't glean much other than that it was nice to not have to crane his neck up to make eye contact. The Elf gave it a moment of thought. A craving for authentic dishes he could empathize with greatly. It...

Mismatched eyes looked over a scrawled list on a piece of parchment. Their somewhat impulsive promise to travel along with Aurra to Oban created a sudden need to tie up loose ends. With their easy fixed on the parchment and a sort of determined pace the Elf almost missed the sudden call. They...

His heart was pounding in his ears and his throat was very dry all of a sudden. Nuir felt so very aware of the heat coming off of Aurra. Of the sound of her quickened breath. Her hand was so warm as it redirected his gaze. His eyes locked with hers. He could see the hint of vulnerability in her...

Nuir felt just a whiff of mixed signals. Was it something he had said? This hands on hips motion was something he usually earned for saying something a bit dumb. That expression certainly didn't support the 'nothing wrong' case. Then her hands were on his shoulders. Just when he had opened his...

Her advance was met with big oblivious eyes and a small smile. "In that case I'd be happy to come along. Abandoned cities have the best treasures." He meant old scrolls and books of civilizations past of course. Though he imagined Aurra might have fancied something worth coin. He was so lost in...

"Oban...." Nuir quietly mused in thought his head titled as he tried to recall what little he knew of the place. It wasn't as if he had any particular route in mind. Traveling with a friendly face for once could be nice. "Are you traveling there for business....?" He followed her through the...

"Magical...?" Nuir mused quietly. Well perhaps it really was better off being stolen back then. From what Nuir had heard the college held all manner of ancient artifacts. Perhaps it was not as high and mighty as it once was but even out in the spine they knew of it. There were bound to be quite...

Nuir's ears went pink again at the insinuation. He followed her out of the alley and towards the city proper. Nuir didn't have a strong opinion on thievery. He had seen some of the dire straights people could find themselves in. He was fortunate he had never had to resort to such himself. Yet...

Nuir blinked away a flustered a moment of bewilderment. He wasn't used to this line of teasing. Jabs about his height were common place. Flirting of any kind was usually not on the menu. Aurra was really quite statuesque in a confident way that had (until this moment) given Nuir the impression...