09-20-2004, 09:40 PM
Liath looked at Mila sideways, momentarily, before his naked brow formed an arch over his eye as he looked towards the troublesome imp. "Ah wouldnae speak sae fer Strà cair if ah were ye." he said softly, although his melodic voice seemed to carry oddly in the night air. "He has less patience for japes than ah dae."
Liath leaned back against one of the wagons, his arms folded over his chest. "Although ah can probably interest him in some last o' the boar, that at least might distract him if ye were willin' tae accede tae the lady's request...." Liath let his voice trail off as he watched Strà cair slowly padd around the frightened creature.
Liath leaned back against one of the wagons, his arms folded over his chest. "Although ah can probably interest him in some last o' the boar, that at least might distract him if ye were willin' tae accede tae the lady's request...." Liath let his voice trail off as he watched Strà cair slowly padd around the frightened creature.
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