[The miqo'te's eyes are sharp enough to catch what Asra was only half-way hiding and the tip of his tail curls back and forth near his leg. The beautiful man likes that kind of banter, good to know. He likes the idea of adventuring even more, enough that he doesn't bother hiding his interest. Or the rapid fire questions which draw a soft laugh out of Cehd'ra.]

Very far, yes...the travel is what I like the most. There's a guild for all adventurers and I am part of a group known as the Scions...

[Who are down several key members at the moment. For all Cehd'ra's strength there's nothing he can do to help them, not without more information, but that doesn't make him feel better about being so far away.

Cehd'ra forces his ears back up though his tail remains still.]

Forgive me, the Scions of the Seventh Dawn is their name. Their mission is to stand in defense of the realm, originally by confronting the threat of the Primals but more recently that has expanded to politics. Usually I am asked for help handling the former than the latter.