(Day 2, Early Evening) A Scent of Home

[Ikkit the Bastard]

"Got a good head on your shoulders, anyhow. Ask the right questions along with the wrong ones, which is better'n most manage."

He sipped his own drink, and... didn't make a face, so presumably, it was working as intended.

[Illiam'iira]

""Survibal here isn't very diffocilt, but some clueless still manage to screw ot up." he shrugged. "So, you're already doing better than them."

"Got a good head on your shoulders, anyhow. Ask the right questions along with the wrong ones, which is better'n most manage."

She looks a little crestfallen at that. Illia takes a seat and puts one hand in a pocket. "I just got lucky. Hopefully I'll do better next time." A tiny sigh. Her thumb runs over the embroidery as she thinks on its words, and she gets a bit of her spark back. "Did you two have a good day, at least? Well. Er. Good night for you, mister Ikkit."

[Ikkit the Bastard]

"Made some jink. No major injuries. Didn't have to put anyone in the dead-book. Good a night as can be expected!"

He paused.

"Also learned how to play chess from some human lady."

[Whisper]

"Be careful of that one." he laughed. "If she's the one I met, she'll try to convince you that existence is a game you're probably losing. Or, that you're unknowinglysome legendary hero."

[Illiam'iira]

"Be careful of that one." he laughed. "If she's the one I met, she'll try to convince you that existence is a game you're probably losing. Or, that you're unknowinglysome legendary hero."

Illiam'iira boggles at Whisper. "YOU'RE the genasi Chosen One she was talking about?!?"

[Ikkit the Bastard]

"I wasn't accused of destiny, just playin' less like a beginner'n I said I was."

He glanced at the drow.

"Seems like she's serious, though..."

[Illiam'iira]

Illi frowns, a bit unsure of what to say. "Well, uh, you should... probably tell her, next time you see her, she might be sharing a bit too much information about you to strangers." I did like her, though, she thinks. "Destiny's one way people make sense of the world. Even if you don't fully believe it, it makes things fun." The drow pulls out a velvet bag from her pocket, procuring some cards. "'Least, if you're healthy about it. If you're not it can mess with your head pretty bad."

[Ikkit the Bastard]

The human has "personal details" on the genasi? Well, there's a fresh image to hunt my nightmares.

[Whisper]

He shrugged. "I told her about how I grew up. She took the story as some sort of sign of predestination. She isn't the first individual I've explained it to, just the first to draw that conclusion."

[Illiam'iira]

He shrugged. "I told her about how I grew up. She took the story as some sort of sign of predestination. She isn't the first individual I've explained it to, just the first to draw that conclusion."

That gets a nervous little laugh as Illiam starts shuffling her deck. "She's a very serious lady, from what little time I've spent around her. But it's not a bad thing! I uhm. Just thought you should know. I know some people don't like being talked about."