Re: [QUEST] Warship Diplomacy
As a two familiar voices range trough the snowfall, Tidelan's blue, slightly inhuman ears perked up. Hearing the sound of his own voice from outside of him made a shiver run down his spine more than any cold had ever done.
He felt a claw grab onto his tunic, and he stopped, recognizing Boneclaw. He turned around to face his expectation, and spoke to the bird-folk.
"All you have not followed me. I see that there is... um... caw shun, yes?"
Tidelan walked back to the group and stood with them. "This journey bores me much. I wish to move quicker." He took a long breath, and then sighed.
"But, we will wait more for the... guide" the genasi's shoulders shrugged as he resigned himself to patience and lingering with stillness in the irritating cold.