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"Oh dear, Lilith..." Svetlana chortled, "It seems you still have your old touch! The poor man, too afraid to even answer your question." She bent down. Hearing Phaedra's comment, she grunted, "You can never be too cautious, people can act afraid to win your trust after all." She decided to heal his busted nose first, the poor fellow had landed on his face hard. Without asking, she grabbed his nose, coaxing her magic into repairing it. It wasn't a horrible wound, so it only took a couple seconds for it to *pop* and be back to normal. She then pressed her thumb on his fore head, using her magic to clear his head a bit more so he could answer their questions, "Calm down, Lilith!" She scolded her old apprentice and batted her staff away, "Let him regain his composure."


Sverrir walked over and stood by the sylph, "No... I've never seen him before. Humans don't tend to stick around, they usually just pass through. And even then, that's a rare occurrence since we're in a desert and all." He chuckled.


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The man slowly groaned, somehow only needing a few moments for his body to recover from his shocked nerves. Slowly blinking awake, he mumbled to himself again in his native tongue, the world around him still a bit blurry. Sitting slowly up, yet feeling a bit sick because of his lack of nourishment from obviously being in the wilderness for a long period of time, he tilted his limp head up at everyone that was staring at him. At first, his glance was dazed and tired, as he twitched his shoulders quickly with many a snicker. Then, after another moment of processing, he again looked up after another short chuckle, his small smile melting from his face, leaving nothing but a wide-eyed and shocked gulp.


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Thora smiled at Phaedra's compliment and thanked her. She opened her mouth to tell more stories about her mountain and its dwarfs when a stranger appeared out of nowhere. How did all of these people just appear?!? She watched him curiously; he was in such strange clothing! Another intruder or a friend of the dwarfs?


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Nameen whirled around, initially ready to defend herself (and anyone else) if need be. The instinct died almost immediately when the unusual man collapsed. He certainly did not seem to be much of a threat.


She studied his odd appearance, intrigued. Where in the world had he come from? And what was he doing dressed like that?
 
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Valeiah was standing over him as he woke up and staring with narrowed eyes. "You look horrid." She said simply. Oh, Valeiah.
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"HORRID?!" the man straightened his busted glasses, all fear melting away. He stood completely erect, cartoonishly springing up and wagged a finger, scolding, "I'll have you know zhat ZIS eez zhe bezt off my CLAZZ back vhere I come from! Iht iz naut horrid, horrible, abominable... OR ANY OZER VERD I KNOW I'M FORGETTING." He dusted off his shoulder, pursing his lips and squinting his eyes poshly, as he added, "Zhis iz zhe uniform oof Provezzor Hans Grentrauhauf." He trailed off, putting a finger to the tip of Valeiah's nose. "Zhe BEST zcientific mind known to mankind," he once again added, swiping his finger off of her nose and fluidly attaching his fists to his hips in a confident position.
 
"Yeah. This guy's weird." Valeiah crossed her arms and looked to Svetlana and Yaroslav. "He's not just wearing this but also he has the weirdest accent the gods ever gave me the chance of hearing. So where are you even from, anyway? And would it be too much to ask if you came back to us later? We're getting ready to eat."


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Phaedra tilted her head to the side, watching the curious man exceed her initial judgment of just how strange he was. He wasn't just strange - he was bordering crazy in her eyes. Where did he come from that he had this strong accent? She ran through her mind various subraces of humans and fae and many others through her head that she's met over the years and nothing really clicked. It didn't help that Sverrir had said that he had never seen him before and she certainly understood Svetlana's call to be cautious, giving them each a nod of acknowledgment. It wasn't that she had dropped her own caution, but rather she felt no need to feel threatened when in the presence of an entire town of various gadgets and gizmos and dwarves that would likely blow the man to pieces if he so much as sneezed in the wrong key.

Something just didn't add up with this man...

"If you are so significant, then why haven't I heard of you?" It wasn't asked in a mocking manner, but genuine curiosity was heard clearly in her voice. "What is.. zcientific? Is that short for something? 'Zcienze'? Oh, no, that sounds too silly.."




She was torn between two impressions of the man. He was either genuinely someone special, or he was absolutely insane. Phaedra wasn't sure which she would be quicker to believe, but she was certainly leaning more in one direction than the other the longer that she watched him. Even still, all she really wanted to do was question him for hours about who and where he came from.

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"Yeah. This guy's weird." Valeiah crossed her arms and looked to Svetlana and Yaroslav. "He's not just wearing this but also he has the weirdest accent the gods ever gave me the chance of hearing. So where are you even from, anyway? And would it be too much to ask if you came back to us later? We're getting ready to eat."


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Phaedra tilted her head to the side, watching the curious man exceed her initial judgment of just how strange he was. He wasn't just strange - he was bordering crazy in her eyes. Where did he come from that he had this strong accent? She ran through her mind various subraces of humans and fae and many others through her head that she's met over the years and nothing really clicked. It didn't help that Sverrir had said that he had never seen him before and she certainly understood Svetlana's call to be cautious, giving them each a nod of acknowledgment. It wasn't that she had dropped her own caution, but rather she felt no need to feel threatened when in the presence of an entire town of various gadgets and gizmos and dwarves that would likely blow the man to pieces if he so much as sneezed in the wrong key.


Something just didn't add up with this man...


"If you are so significant, then why haven't I heard of you?" It wasn't asked in a mocking manner, but genuine curiosity was heard clearly in her voice. "What is.. zcientific? Is that short for something? 'Zcienze'? Oh, no, that sounds too silly.."


She was torn between two impressions of the man. He was either genuinely someone special, or he was absolutely insane. Phaedra wasn't sure which she would be quicker to believe, but she was certainly leaning more in one direction than the other the longer that she watched him. Even still, all she really wanted to do was question him for hours about who and where he came from.
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Gesturing as he was going to answer all of the questions presented before him, as he was a man of intellect and loved such attention, one word caught his mind.


"EAT!? Y-YOU MEAN..." he almost went crosseyed again from excitement. "FOOD?!? ZHOW MEEE!!" Bordering on jumping up and down like a little girl, he tried to stifle himself to then say, "Und zen, I vhill gladly anszer AUL oof your queztions- - juzt after I get zomezingk in my ztomach-" he chuckled, "you zee, I've been out in ze vildernezz for who knowz HOW long now, und- - augh vhat am I kidding- I can't vait any longer. Pleaze- zhow me vhere you keep everyzingk!!"
 
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Dorian had watched the man stumble in with only vague curiosity, but it soon turned into amusement when he got so scared he passed out.


Now, the quick rambling and horrid accent just started to give him a headache. Will people ever stop turning up every time this group has a calm moment?
 
Oceana had been marveling quietly at the host of inventions on the table, shrinking away slightly at the approach of Phaedra.


She wasn't scared of her, but she knew they weren't really on good terms.


She had been listening in, waiting for Sverrir to continue his details on the stone when a strange man burst in.


She quickly unsheathed her daggers that she had retrieved earlier from the wagon.


"Another human?!" She exclaimed


She strode over just as he was waking up and now he practically shouted about food. And "zcience".


The elf Maiden growled in annoyance.


Getting closer she sniffed and almost gagged. And his strange accent grated on her sensitive ears.


"You stink." The elf grumbled, daggers at her side. "Quiet down will you? Or I'll do it myself."


She raised a gleaming dagger, a dangerous look in her eye.


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Foxrun found himself actually enjoying the odd mess before them. Snickering slightly, he leaned to Valeiah to speak his own mind "greatest mind human kind has ever seen? I do hope he knows there are races with far greater minds than humans." He gestured to the dwarf in the room "many have often spoken of dwarves being near the top of that list. Or elves even." He added towards Oceana, as well as their other recent elven companion, Kacel'la?


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A semi-reasonable response in reaction to a stranger appearing out of nowhere from Oceana made Phaedra's tickle of agitation turn into something she couldn't ignore anymore. She was genuinely irritated now. Still, she managed to disguise this very well as general displeasure at the current situation. It simply didn't make sense to her how some could be regarded warmly while others would be held at knife point, especially since Kacel'la - though now known as an ally of Dorian - had likely the most suspicious appearance of everyone.

Phaedra forcibly pushed the aggravating thought aside, otherwise she would be a fuming mess of emotion, filling the room with literal hot air. The air around her was already getting noticeably warmer for those standing close enough to her.

"Well, there are certainly those with duller minds than those of humans among the other races as well." Phaedra sniffed, hearing Foxrun's comment. She may not have had the ears of an elf, but her hearing was still quite sharp. She was obviously annoyed by how his race played into his perceived intelligence. Stranger or no, she would not stand for this. "Besides the fact, they do say that insanity and intelligence are closely linked. He fits the bill."

It didn't register to Phaedra that this could possibly be taken as an insult to the strange man. She simply crossed her arms and gave a sharp huff, her body language showing that she had closed herself off to conversation. Where she was previously quite happy to speak with Thora, now she has distanced herself once again. It was more likely the appearance of the newcomer that did this. The frustration dancing on the tip of her tongue, waiting to be unleashed on those around her, certainly had nothing to do with it.

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"I guess we're stuck in the same boat then." He chuckled back at valeiah. But then Foxrun felt a sinking feeling at Phaedra's remark. He had only meant it as a joke, but could still understand where she was coming from. Clearly they had struck a nerve with their words. He sighed lightly "I'm not saying he isn't a genius. I was just making conversation." He then cut off, realizing it may just come off as an excuse. " I'm sorry Phaedra. As well as to you, stranger." He glanced at each of them as he respectively mentioned them "it was an inappropriate remark, and bad timing. I really didn't mean anything against anybody." He then stepped aside, to allow those that were trying to handle the situation actual do what they intended. Hopefully this new person could calm themselves enough to subside everybody and their questions.


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"Sheath those knives before I knock them into a wall!" Svetlana snapped at Oceana, "Would all of you please take a step back and let me handle this? Caution does not require petty threats." She huffed, and then returned her attention to the stranger. Sverrir stepped forward, absolutely intrigued by the man's attire and bearing, "Ah, yes, yes. We will be feasting soon." He circled around him, observing, "But... ah- you must be hungry now, eh? Wandering about in a desert and all that, uh..." The dwarf glanced around and grabbed a bag off a chair. He shoved his hand inside and rummaged around, eventually pulling out some beef jerky, "It's not ready yet, but this should suffice for the time being." He said, handing the dried meat to the stranger, "Ah- would you like to sit by the fire? The sun has set, it's getting quite chilly." He asked as he waddled back to his place on the stool.


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(Let's take this opportunity to have everyone's undivided attention. We can resolve the stranger danger, and then Sverrir can talk about the sunstone's location!)
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"Agreed."

Phaedra nodded to Svetlana, just as irritated. Honestly - why was any of the violent intent even taking place when the man harmlessly wandered up? Though she mentioned intelligence and insanity being linked, she somehow didn't think that applied to some of those she traveled with.

Silently chastising herself for such a rude thought - still not quite realizing that her previous statement could be taken the wrong way by the stranger - Phaedra shuffled closer to the fire now, her amusement at the tchotchkes and gadgets having vanished. More than anything, she wanted to hear more of the dwarf Sverrir's words in response to Svetlana before he was cut off. And then, she would like to eat and quickly go to sleep and forget for a few hours that she was with a group of complete strangers. She was becoming increasingly aware of how much she just didn't fit in here and it was only upsetting her further, though she would never admit to such a thing, nor was she really aware of just how upsetting it was.

Though her expression was neutral on the outside, her inner world was betrayed by the natural wind that surrounded her, whipping her hair as though being blown around by a sharp breeze. As she slowly managed to calm herself, so too did the air around her and the temperature in her direct vicinity gradually cooled.​
 
Another new face in the same day. There would be time for questions later. "We can always ask about our new acquaintances over dinner?" He suggested before finding a spot to plop back down, preparing to listen to what the dwarf had been intending to tell them about the stone in the first place. As he waited, he too was realizing how little they actually all knew each other. Perhaps they could all provide answers over food after this?
 
Foxrun actually made room for her when she had walked up to where he had sat, patting the place she had ended up choosing. "Well, to be fair, I'm probably not the most sane person to sit by either." He pointed out with a grin before booping her nose in the same fashion the new guy had done just moments ago. Then tucked his hands in his lap with another laugh.


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"Oh, great. You better not lop off my head." Valeiah covered her nose. "Why does everyone keep doing that? What's so interesting about my nose? Nothing. It's just a nose."


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He shrugged "I did it because he did it." He then quickly added "oh, and I wouldn't cut your head off." Perhaps he should have started with that statement instead actually? Too late now though. After such a long day, he actually found it nice to have such a carefree situation. It would also pass the time until everybody was settled to listen to what their stocky host had to say.


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"Wow, I've never met someone who wouldn't smack off her head if they had a chance." Alo sat down by his sister. Valeiah gagged and narrowed her eyes. "Ew, go away. I don't like you. Why don't you go talk to that elf that showed up today, huh?" She said to him. Alo flicked her head and stood back up. "Fine then." He walked off.


"Anyways, yeah. I've never met anyone who wouldn't try to kill me if they had the opportunity. I even knew a seven year old hellbent on snapping my leg in half."


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Foxrun couldn't help but laugh at the way she dismissed her brother so quickly, yet practically agreed with what he had said as soon as he was gone. "Wow, violent little kid." He remarked then fanned a hand as he continued "I don't see why they would? You're far less irritating than your brother tries to make you appear."


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Valeiah shrugged. "I honestly don't really care if I annoy people. Just part of my charm, I guess." Then she grinned. "We both overly exaggerate about how irritating the other is. Mostly everything he says about me is an exaggeration."


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