"Oh, I've never been gambling before. What an interesting place. But surely that can't be the only reason you wanted to come here."
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"Oh, I haven't seen Silverdisk Hall yet. Father Kyte hasn't let me leave the church very much. He says I'm not discrete enough to go out on my own right now." He looks down at Legs and pouts. "You don't need to laugh at me..."
"I can help! Legs has shown me how to do lots of useful things. I can close wounds and sense magic and a lot of other special powers."
Inside, a young man turns from... something he's holding in his hands. He's incredibly pale, almost to the point of looking like an albino, with silver blonde hair and pale, sky blue eyes. He's dressed very simply, with a comfortable looking dark grey tunic and dusty brown pants. He has a simple spear slung over his back and a messenger's back hanging off one shoulder, but little else. "Oh hello. Are these the people you told me about father? It's a pleasure to meet you." He smiles brightly, offering one hand to the nearest person. "I'm Iko. And this..." He holds up his other hand, revealing a centipede nearly six inches long. "is Legs." He frowns and looks down at the insect. "Legs is a perfectly fine name." He sighs. "Fine, but we're sticking with Legs until you come up with something better." |