[ Reciprocally, Iorveth mourns the lack of weight against his chest, but hides his own frown with a hand to his face, fixing the positioning of his eyepatch over his missing eye. ]
A good opportunity to ask him if there are faster ways to travel south that doesn't involve walking back the way we came.
[ Can't these wizards just... magic them somewhere!! Iorveth remembers the waypoints they'd been able to take advantage of while they still had the tadpoles in their heads, but curiously, those portals went very quiet after the Netherbrain collapsed. Hm.
He swings his legs off the bed, and allows Tara to lead them back downstairs and to the dining room; she tells them to wait for a second, and briefly flutters about to close some of the curtains that Gale'd opened to let in the morning light, using her small kitty mouth to tug at the drapery. Very cute, though Iorveth would get his remaining eye clawed out if he dared to say so.
Once the room is sufficiently sun-proofed, Gale ushers them in to marvel at the spread: "I may have gotten a tad carried away," he beams, about the assortment of omelets and rolls, the charcuterie board (with black pudding), the oatmeal and fruits.
Brow raised: ] It pays to be a wizard, apparently. [ Again, Gale is rich. Like, Wyll-rich, probably. The biased part of Iorveth says "of course the two humans of the group would have the most money." ]
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A good opportunity to ask him if there are faster ways to travel south that doesn't involve walking back the way we came.
[ Can't these wizards just... magic them somewhere!! Iorveth remembers the waypoints they'd been able to take advantage of while they still had the tadpoles in their heads, but curiously, those portals went very quiet after the Netherbrain collapsed. Hm.
He swings his legs off the bed, and allows Tara to lead them back downstairs and to the dining room; she tells them to wait for a second, and briefly flutters about to close some of the curtains that Gale'd opened to let in the morning light, using her small kitty mouth to tug at the drapery. Very cute, though Iorveth would get his remaining eye clawed out if he dared to say so.
Once the room is sufficiently sun-proofed, Gale ushers them in to marvel at the spread: "I may have gotten a tad carried away," he beams, about the assortment of omelets and rolls, the charcuterie board (with black pudding), the oatmeal and fruits.
Brow raised: ] It pays to be a wizard, apparently. [ Again, Gale is rich. Like, Wyll-rich, probably. The biased part of Iorveth says "of course the two humans of the group would have the most money." ]