[His face doesn't betray his surprise when a familiar Greensworn shows up on the scene. Well, well, well. He addresses Rose coolly, as if he's not at risk of being used as an elven pincushion.]
Merely gathering some reagents that grow best in this area. [Which is true, and he indicates as much by reaching into the pack slung over his one good shoulder (flinching when one of the elves pulls his bowstring even more taut) and holding up a bundle of pale-blue blooms. Innocent, see?
He may have come here for ingredients, but-- the Green Dragonflight, here? Suddenly he's found something far more interesting.]
They answer to you? Perhaps you could ask them to lower their weapons before I'm forced to retaliate with my... [He smiles, brandishing the flowers mock-threateningly.] ...Dangerous flowers?
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Merely gathering some reagents that grow best in this area. [Which is true, and he indicates as much by reaching into the pack slung over his one good shoulder (flinching when one of the elves pulls his bowstring even more taut) and holding up a bundle of pale-blue blooms. Innocent, see?
He may have come here for ingredients, but-- the Green Dragonflight, here? Suddenly he's found something far more interesting.]
They answer to you? Perhaps you could ask them to lower their weapons before I'm forced to retaliate with my... [He smiles, brandishing the flowers mock-threateningly.] ...Dangerous flowers?