"Hmmm I hear that often." That things were not black and white. All it got from the strix was a carefree shrug. "I say if you are decent, a quality FEAR monger, true to yourself and those around you.. that all should work out in the end." This attitude had served him well. Even during the trials, when in an illusion of capture by hunters, the strix had been unwavering in his attitude. He knew that it would all work out, even if he ended up gone forever. "What is it they say?" he leaned forward and giggled. "Don't sweat the small stuff!"
The strix leaned back and stroked his beard again, just as his stomach emitted a low snarling growl of hunger. He patted it thoughtfully. Always hungry. Never not hungry.
"Thank you." He replied to the compliment. "You seem to be ahhh a .. cool guy?" It sounded weird coming from the formal lips of the strix. "I try to be accomodating but to be honest, I don't find much at all that would upset or anger me!"
