They jumped a little, and felt sheepish for it. "Oh, hello! I am Quanil of the Loreseekers' Guild." They gave what they hoped was a polite bow; they'd never really been taught anything other than "bend over at the waist a bit." They didn't know who this person was, but they seemed to carry themselves very... capably. It was better to err on the side of politeness anyway. They straightened up to answer the person's question.
"Uh... I both do and don't?" They offered a sheepishly apologetic (or perhaps apologetically sheepish?) grin. "They should be in their village, but I'm not sure where it is. First time in the Greatwood, and, honestly? I don't think they fancy guests. If you're going to seek out their village, be careful."
((If you'd like, go ahead and do a quick reply post to this and then I'll... summon puddles, or you can in your reply post. Either way. It just seemed a bit odd to tack on "OH AND LOOK AT THESE PUDDLES!" at the end.))
"Uh... I both do and don't?" They offered a sheepishly apologetic (or perhaps apologetically sheepish?) grin. "They should be in their village, but I'm not sure where it is. First time in the Greatwood, and, honestly? I don't think they fancy guests. If you're going to seek out their village, be careful."
((If you'd like, go ahead and do a quick reply post to this and then I'll... summon puddles, or you can in your reply post. Either way. It just seemed a bit odd to tack on "OH AND LOOK AT THESE PUDDLES!" at the end.))
