Amun frowned as Wessex brought up Safrin's library. Humming a note low in his chest, he cocked his head to one side. [say]"It's ringing bells, but nothing specific."[/say] Hesitating for a moment, his gaze slid away from the Wraith. [say]"I can, uh, ask Maea. I found her out in King's End and she's back now."[/say]
He let out a huff of air. [say]"The Library might have information on the relics. And if it's there's not a relic there, it might be out in the Wilds somewhere we have explored as extensively, right?"[/say] Sighing, he pinched his nose.
Rolling his eyes at the pat and the offer, he nevertheless reached up to give her hand a little squeeze. [say]"Gee, thanks for the vote of confidence,"[/say] he drawled. Still, he chuckled. [say]"Fine, I'll dance with the Sentinel, but leave some room on Ronin's dance card for me. I'm getting a bit sick of the Huntsman waltzing wherever he pleases."[/say]
He let out a huff of air. [say]"The Library might have information on the relics. And if it's there's not a relic there, it might be out in the Wilds somewhere we have explored as extensively, right?"[/say] Sighing, he pinched his nose.
Rolling his eyes at the pat and the offer, he nevertheless reached up to give her hand a little squeeze. [say]"Gee, thanks for the vote of confidence,"[/say] he drawled. Still, he chuckled. [say]"Fine, I'll dance with the Sentinel, but leave some room on Ronin's dance card for me. I'm getting a bit sick of the Huntsman waltzing wherever he pleases."[/say]
