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"My, my! What's wrong with being a wench? I used to be the Great Lylvar's servant girl for years! I got called a wench if he was feeling generous!" Caitlyn says, laughing cheerfully. "Seems like you've had quite the journey though, going from the seat of royalty to traveling the roads with the pesants. Kinda the opposite of me, really..." she contiues, laying down on her stomach, propping her head up with her hands. "But, the most important question, however, still remains. For every warrior, adventurer, mage; there is a certain fire that guides them. For some, they are forced to do so, others desire power, wealth , and glory. It's the inner mantle of purpose that keeps us going; so why do you fight? What is it you seek?"

I roll my eyes as Blade talks so quickly, yet so passionately, I could only understand the general idea of it. However, given that we are in the wilderness and not a tavern, when he hits his 'table,' instead of a violent shaking of wood on stone, he receives a soft "thump" as he pounds his fist on Feryan's shoulder. The wolf jumps up, throwing me forward, and he glares at Blade angrily, growling. Meanwhile, I find myself grumbling into the dirt, having landed face-first in it, my flipped-up hair landing just in front of Caitlyn's lap, with my a** sticking up in the air. One could consider it rather entertaining, if not for the large wolf on the other side of me growling at Blade threateningly. Should one listen closely, my grumbling sounds like communicative sounds of a wolf, mostly growls and yips. Were one listening VERY closely, one of these growls could be interpreted as sounding like "Atlantis" (then again, who knows if it is so?).

"My, what an eccentric group we've gathered here..." I mutter quietly and giggle before taking another sip of wine. "You all have such interesting pasts! I am quite jealous really. A life of study and practice is all I have ever known."

Still grumbling, I sit up on my haunches and look at Caitlyn, my hair falling in my face.
"Damn wolf," I mutter. "Always eager for a fight..."
Meanwhile, Feryan is still growling and glaring at Blade.

"Hey there, Lazere, hath my radiance transfixed your gaze?" Caitlyn asks in a playful and sarcastic tone. She sits up and brushes the hair out of her face in a classic gentle brushing over the ear method of fair knights everywhere. "You need a bath, you're hair is so dirty and tangled!"

Caitlyn sits down on her knees behind Lazere, having her between her legs s she can groom her hair out a little better. She gives out a giggle when she sees the blush. "All we need is to find you a nice lake or river and rinse you off, let the dirt soak out..." She says gently, running her hands through Lazere's hair to help get some of the tangles and dirt out.

Caitlyn leans Lazere's head into her chest and continues grooming. "Trust me, you'll feel so much better after I'm done, it's like it's your first time or something..." She whispers gently into her ear.

hmm-"looks up at the wolf growling at him for some mysterious reason" I take it your little pet does not like me for some reason? "He stretches abit and listens to the others tales and smiles every now and then and reaches in his pocket taking out a mysterious sapphire pendant which is one of Atlantis more sacred treasures as it shimmers a bright blue of light then fades out. So are you guys willing to join me on a adventure or shall i take this solo, i really do not mind.