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"Kyot, Kyot was the name of a fictional king who had a twin. His twin was a violent man and they had a large civil war. Kyot ultimatly lost before the onslaught of his brother and was killed. I believe boiled a live. Despite that I found the character facinating and I liked the name, but I do not know if anyone could make a cat, maybe we could go on a trip and find one. I often wonder how far it is to a port city, or even why we don't have ships come in that often."

"Interesting, if my distrust of Wed wasn't so great I would consult him on a few business matters. There are royalties to be collected and money as well for while I still am here and the soul member of the Montreve family my wine still sells back home, someone is making a profit off of my name and not giving me my share." Remebering the look on her face when he told his little story, "Oh don't worry, the cat will not die, I would never kill such a creature. They are good for many things." They walked out into the garden.

"That is true, but the way he went about it is what irks me." Paushing his speech for a while to think of what use a cat was, "A cat that gives love and affection? Maybe a kitten, but no cat, no a cat is good for more heretical means. Something akin to magic, in some legends they are even gods, of course if you look to any normal cat they act like it."

"Use a cat, hell no. You don't know cats too well, they are the rulers of the world, they only tollerate us living here." he joked with her, "But I think having a cat, even if it will just lounge around would be fun." Noding his head, "Well be it as it may, I wish he would find a better way to relieve stress." Quin led them down the garden path.

Quin has an amused smile on his face as he walked towards her, leaning towards her, "I'd wonder what you be like when you choose to be "bossy" as you put it." Turning her around his his hand they walked down the path, "We still don't know what to do today."

"What a lovely thought, but that was my idea all along." Quin thought, what was there to do here really, he had helped destroy the bar, they had already gone to the hot springs, they've gone through the wilderness before and it wouldn't be good for her dress to trek their own trail, there was always the coast.

"Come now, don't be rude to the Harlots, some of them were decent people who only though misfortune fell into such a work practice." Looking over the dress, "But even if you don't like it, you still looked very nice in it."