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Ontaros didnt seem upset by Tryan's reaction, simply put off and a good bit confused. Soon though confusion went to something very rarely seen on this mans face. Anger. The communication barrier was what was causing the problem and he needed to fix that... now. Looking casually Dragonbait and Silverfang he says "We'll be back...." he looks back to Tryan. "I can't have anyone getting hurt..." Ontaros quickly reaches out with his arm and despite the distance his arm stretched across the gap, took Tryan's paw and he turned as though he was about to walk away, escorting the now angry newcomer to a place where he could sit and think about what he'd done, but before his foot had a chance to hit the ground they were gone.

OOC: Watch out folks, Ont's on a mission... Continue in the artifice wing.

*The instant the two vanish, 'Bait's sword is back on his hip and he is standing, reaching down to help SilverFang upright. But he's not calm and friendly this time; rather, his tone is urgent, almost desperate.*

Lady SilverFang, I need to know where they've gone. The creature Tryan is not evil, but Ontaros is still in danger. And I have something which may help. Please, do you know where they've gone?

*Something that might be either a curse or a prayer in some far-distant tongue escapes 'Bait's lips.* As long as his temper remains as flared as it was, there's a danger that Tryan might lash out at someone -- and mages are known for reshaping reality, not healing wounds. That's more my field. Besides, a wound for me is not as tragic as it would be for our host.

*Impulsively, he snatches up one of the iced teas, emptying it in a single gulp.* I've a translator pendant in my quarters; I'm going to go get it. I hate to ask this, but I need you to try to sniff them out. The artifice wing sounds like the best place to start; unless I hear otherwise from you, that's where I'll be going next. If you see them before I do, ask Ontaros to wait for me to get there. Remind him of what might happen to the SpellJammer if its master were incapacitated; maybe that'll slow him for a second.

*Without another word, 'Bait spins and runs towards the dormitory wing, his hands moving in seemingly random directions as he reminds himself of the layout for the medical and artifice wings.*

OOC: As it turns out, 'Bait's also on a mission. ninja Yes, I'll interfere, but hopefully not enough to be annoying.

*She smiled somewhat slyly* I'm sure I will, thanks! But what do you think of the master of the castle? Ontaros seems a very unique one.

What he is? *laugh* Why he's human of course. *with a very odd soul She watches Niana as she picks up the pen to write down her order. An interesting thing indeed. It fit the Master's style*

*again Sexeya nods consent* I'm a lover not a fighter anyway. But yes, a battle with Ontaros would not end well for the other person.

*She was indifferent to SilverFang. The girl existed and was a good friend of Ontaros. Maybe she could use that. Hm, that was a new thought. But that was where her interest in the were ended* Yeah! She seemed really friendly. I bet she'd show us around the towns sometime. I wonder what her were village looks like.