Jiroo would hold up a hand in thanks, but decline the offer from a drink form Iris. Not that he was intending to be rude, but the truth of the matter was that he needed little in the way of sustenance and the concept of being offered something as opposed to earning it did seem a bit awkward, when discussing business, even if it was a trip between friends.
His eyes turned to Ariel's with a bit of intrigue lain in the blue of them. It was to be a treasure hunt then, likely met with resistance. How long had it been for him since the last time he had done some old fashioned adventuring?
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Traps, or some guardian beasts, a combination is usually the case when the tales regail an inviolate keep or tomb." Jiroo would say measured, as if he was speaking as an accomplished raider himself. "
I'm not unfamiliar with such things. It is a typical day fair for Carthan, it's pretty much littered with old ruins."
Jiroo would move to attach Atma to his waist belt, which itself was hidden in the folds of his clothes. This cased his left side shirt to tuck up slightly when he was finished with the re-positioning.
Zantara would then show up with Shade, complete with a feast for the two of them. Jiroo gave the snake a nod and a smile as he served the food, knowing that he was in for a treat at least. But it occurred to him that such things were typically had with a drink, to which he would stratch his head and give a sheepish grin over to Iris. "
You know, maybe I'll have a glace of juice if you would? Nothing strong for now, something citrisy. Thanks."