You ask Gridare, "You are a student of night, if I recall..
yes?"
Gridare shakes his head.
Low and gruff, Aphid Gridare Mactarbh says, "Crow."
Brennan Stormcrow exclaims, "Crow! Mighty Crow! Glorious Crow!"
Brennan Stormcrow grovels pathetically in the dirt.
Your eyes sparkle with amusement at Brennan Stormcrow.
You say to Gridare, "Hrm, curious. I'm hardly wrong about what
I remember. Did you switch studies at some point?"
Gridare shakes his head.
You stare implacably about yourself.
Low and gruff, Aphid Gridare Mactarbh says, "I've always been
crow."
Brennan Stormcrow exclaims, "Crow! Mighty Crow! Glorious Crow!"
Brennan Stormcrow grovels pathetically in the dirt.
You say to Gridare, "Perhaps I need a Penumbra."
Low and gruff, Aphid Gridare Mactarbh says, "I wasn't always
an axelord though."
Low and gruff, Aphid Gridare Mactarbh says, "I was originally
a cavalier but I didn't care for it."
You have emoted: Pulling out a grey strand from atop her head
Evette studies it for a moment or two before glancing up at
Gridare.
Gridare tilts his head curiously at you.
You have emoted: Shaking her head no, Evette listens curiously
to Gridare.
Low and gruff, Aphid Gridare Mactarbh says, "I have
contemplated whether I made the right choice but I figure I
just don't know enough to figure out how the two synergize."
Low and gruff, Aphid Gridare Mactarbh says, "One does not
simply give up because it's convenient."
You ask Gridare, "Oh?"
Low and gruff, Aphid Gridare Mactarbh says, "In reference to
Crow versus Night."
Brennan Stormcrow exclaims, "Crow! Mighty Crow! Glorious Crow!"
Brennan Stormcrow grovels pathetically in the dirt.
The corners of your mouth turn up as you grin mischievously.
Low and gruff, Aphid Gridare Mactarbh says to you, "And you
can't be expected to remember everything. Just most things."
Gridare taps his nose knowingly.
You ask Gridare, "Are you familiar with the beetles that roam
within the Northern part of the Glomdoring?"
Low and gruff, Aphid Gridare Mactarbh says, "I have run across
them, yes."
Low and gruff, Aphid Gridare Mactarbh says, "If there is
another significance, that I do not know."
You ask Gridare, "A beetle will take something that has been
cast aside and return it to the ground, yes?"
Gridare nods his head at you.
You ask Gridare, "Mother Night encourages us to always remain
youthful, yes?"
Gridare nods his head emphatically.
Low and gruff, Aphid Gridare Mactarbh says, "Hence penumbra."
You say to Gridare, "Aye."
You say to Gridare, "Perhaps if the beetle did not replenish
the soil in which the Wyrden trees grow, do you think little
saplings would grow?"
Low and gruff, Aphid Gridare Mactarbh says, "Perhaps. But they
would have a much harder time."
A off-skew grin overtaking her lips, you ask, "Assuming the
latter is in fact true, what would you think Mother Night
would have us do with those whom are weak?"
Low and gruff, Aphid Gridare Mactarbh says to you, "Purge the
weak so that the strong may prosper."
You ask Gridare, "Cast them aside, yes?"
Gridare nods his head at you.
Low and gruff, Aphid Gridare Mactarbh says, "Aye."
You say to Gridare, "Very good."
Shrugging her shoulders shyly, you say, "That was always how I
was taught, anyhow."