"Nah, Ashleyien, I don't think you talk too much, but I do think that you have a very inquisitive mind. And as far as I'm concerned, there's nothing wrong that." replied the Swordsman with a grin. Looking over at the Monk, the Drow smiled and casually mentioned, "Ashleyien is right, Ral. Cadbury is part of the team now, and we don't eat our fellow team members--no matter how tasty they may look!"
Cadbury's head perked up from the spellbook at the sound of that last statement as he looked at the Drow with a worried expression on his furry face. The Swordsman just winked at the bunny and gave him a comforting smile.
((This is weird thought Sterling to himself. This must be the first time in my life that I have ever had to come to the defense of a rabbit. Only in the Realm, dude, only in the Realm.))
"And Thothalas," concluded the Dark Elf turning to his High Elven cousin. "If you feel that unsure about your magic, it may be best if you reserve it as a last recourse for any life and death situations that may come up. But don't ditch your magic skills altogether; there's a Drow warrior-mage out there named Mind Flayer, and he's just itching to turn your brain into jello!"
((A Point To Ponder))
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