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:rothek finished his bread and looked up at aurora's berating with a look of insult, as if to say "are you kidding??" his face was no longer inviting as the beast became exactly that, a beast.

a low growl emanated from his throat as he stood up to his hind legs standing at almost a head taller than the young witch hunter.

rothek snorted at aurora sending the crumbs of bread shooting off in different directions, he looked around at everyone then back to the woman:

"urrrrrrr, me like you."

:he said as he walked on two legs towards the door and outside:

*Gil-Galad looks up from his notebook.*

"Aurora? As far as I know Mohdri is well, I haven't seen him since Autumn, but at that time he was doing just fine. Quite fine fellow, him. Honorable. A rare trait in this age."

*Aurora looks at the creature for a moment, her face slightly softens*

I like you too, but you just can't go around taking things that don't belong to you.

:about an hour later, the door to the keep opens and rothek returns. however he is not alone, he comes in carrying what looks to be an entire dear!!, walking straight into the tavern he trudges directly back over toward the gathered group of abaddon, rhul, galen and aurora.

rothek slumped the dead dear to the floor at aurora's feet and began panting with a sort of smile on his face now:

"Not take. trade."

:the creature explained to the witch hunter:

*Gil-galad, who was on his way out, watches the spectacle with a bemused look upon his face.*

"Impressive. Speaking of trades, wolf-kin, I propose a trade to you. I will tell you my name if you tell me yours."

"He has better manners than most regular people." Abaddon said, eying the beast man.

*Gil laughs*

"Too true, Abaddon. Too true."

:rothek's smile disappeared when Gil spoke up and the beast slowly turned around to face the elf. taking a few steps towards him rothek sniffs then backs away, his brow lightened as he sat down near aurora and galen:

"you. white man's elf. you one that cub follow."

From outside the inn, a playful, singsong voice calls.

"Master! Where are you?"

Through the door appears Gil-Galad's student, Cariel. The young beast girl pauses in the doorway to shake the snow from her skirt, tail, and ears before latching onto Gil's arm, nuzzeling him warmly. She looks at those assembled and makes a quick curtsy, much more graceful than at the queens wedding, in greeting before turning to Gil. She seems less frightened than before and much steadier on only two legs.

"Master Gil, Cariel... I... was looking for you. "

:rothek's ears perked up as he heard the beast girl call out for Gil-Galad his large head turning to face the door as she entered and bounced over to the elf. he cocked his head to one side in confusion and then spoke addressing the beast girl with a snort and then a chuff:

" where your tribe cub?"

The girl tilts her head in confusion and twitches an ear.

"Tribe? Cariel... *Ahem* I have no tribe. Master cares for Cariel. "

She smiles up at Gil-Galad, tail wagging.

:rothek snorts again and sits up to his haunches. he shakes his head at the cariel's answer then looks back at her.:

"all kin have tribe, cub. ape-kin *as he points at rhul* have tribe, bear kin have tribe. :then he thumps his chest: wolf-kin have tribe. : rothek points at cariel:
"You wolf kin. You cub. Have tribe.... you not know this? :rothek cocked his head to the other side before he shook:

*Gil waits for a moment, then speaks up.*

"She never had a tribe. Her mother was taken prisoner by a madman, from what I can gather, and Cariel was born in said prison, then taken away from her mother."[/i]

:rothek turned his head to face the elf and listened to his explanation, it looked as if the creature understood, and by no uncertain terms the beast heard and understood one word all too well..

prisoner.

rothek stood up to two feet and stepped toward cariel and her teacher, his back was arched and he stood face to face with him, this was not a threatening stance though, looking at the beast one would think he almost looked....noble:

"you. protect cub?: rothek said looking at Gil with big yellow eyes:

"Yes. I protect her."

*Gil-Galad makes no motions of any kind, and looks Rothek in the eyes with a look of understanding and pity.*