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The metallic avian eidolon nudges Raylos with a multihued wing. "Hey Captain, now you've gone and embarrassed that nice girl, you scoundrel." He clacks his beak in an approximation of a laugh.

Raylos smiles at her and says "Buy you a drink to make up for it? The mwangi hot chocolate is fantastic if you're not drinking, or I can recommend this exquisite 4407 Carpenden vintage."

Niratha looks the other eidolons upand down with an appraising look as they discuss food. "As much as I love Elysium, I do enjoy being able to hunt for game on the prime material. It's considered impolite to do so back home, where the rabbits can form dance troupes and you never know when the salmon will decide to jump up a rainbow."

"I'd listen to plenty more."

The hulking beast standing beside the half-elf lets out a chuckle as he adjusts the glimmering wings folded across his back. His humanoid avian form shares many similarities with the celestial Garudas, but each feather appears as if it had been forged from a different skymetal. He pulls his traditional Eagle Knight bastard sword a few inches out of its sheath. The smoky adamantine blade that's revealed seems to waver between the material and ethereal planes.

"It's a kindness. We hope they'd do the same for us, boss."