Lamia thought for a moment, chewing slowly as she processed. She shook her head 'no'. "Yes and nos, miss. I do, but the kerran friend of mine..." she swallowed her food "He's is a gypsy. He isn't easilys founds.." she explained. She finished the food in her hand and frowned. =================== Shiasia nearly jumped in surprise when she heard someone speak to her. She turned around and ran a paw slowly down her son's cheek, whispering to him. A few words could be made out "Such ... beautiful boy... Coming into world...not so much.." she nodded to Calarys in response to the question. The female iksar turned her blind eyes to her guard and leaned her hea against his shoulder. "Do you have Tunarian white wine? M'lady does love her fine drinks!" the male said with a chuckle. He whisspered soothing words to his charge, as she still seemed tense. Alucard, the satyr was still in his seat. He pulled out from his pack some panpipes. He began playing them softly, somehow also adding in the calming ambient sounds of bird calls. This was meant to soothe and calm the surroundings. ===================== Zulgahr rubbed his forehead and nodded weakly. "Fine, sssssoftsssskin!" he spat angrily, crossing his arms and sighing. ===================== Stinsmia hugged her father and reluctantly let go of him. "I-I love you daddy and mama." she strained out hoarsely, not used to saying such a thing. Plus she had been trained to keep quiet. She looked to her mother and shuffled her feet idly. "W-What can we play, mama?" she asked softly
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