Aeric looks at Rothek, not quite certain what he is looking at. “I… did not mean to exclude you Rothek. Your help would be greatly appreciated. You do look strong…” He whispers under his breath a little confused, but intrigued: ”and hairy…” "I should mention, Castelion, that a mind probe is pur...

Aeric turns to Dallid. “You may be thinking of my grandfather, or my uncle Magnus, Dallid. Or perhaps not. My father was not a perfect man, of course. I thought him wise, though. But, then again, that may just have been the ideals of youth. I pray the picture you paint is not so... I hope he has had...

After a late night of carousing, the prince finally walks out of the keep door, holding onto a post to regain his balance for a moment. His clothes are a little rumpled, though he doesn’t seem to care. He has the look of one who has recently re-discovered his youth and is enjoying it, all others be ...