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Vanion gave a shrug and raised his hands as if to say its all gobbly gook to me. "Sanctum? You know what just let him know I was by. I am in no hurry to go anywhere. it is quiet and peaceful around here." Vanion continued to follow the path northward. "It was nice to meet you Jinn."

Vanion shakes the hand of Jinn Wildgrove. " As a matter of fact, um, Yes? That is unless he's brought someone else back. It has come to my attention that he sort of ventures off on occasion. You wouldn't know where I could find him, would you? We were supposed to go to the Calanhelm together."...

Vanion approaches from the south. "Hello, Phalaenopsis; how are you, and um hello sir, I don't believe we have met?" Vanion exclaims as he fidgets with the braid around his wrist.

Feeling as though he was intruding on something, vanion decides its time to take his leave. "I am off to warm up by the fire, I bid you a good day for now. Fair well Phalaenopsis." Vanion turns and walks away.

Vanion stood in bewilderment, and shock. He looked at the pair arguing, then back at Palanopsis, then back again. "are they, you know?" He gestures with his hands one making a circular ring inserting the index finger of the other hand in and out. "eh- hem. Lovers? One minute, Calan and I were...

Vanions eyes widen a bit at the proposition. Its not that such things were foreign to him, it's more the timing of it that through him off. he raised his hand as if he was about to say something, but then lowered it right away and remained silent.

Vanion grunted in agreement. " I specialize in sticking the pointy end into things. but id rather specialize in sleeping in a hut."

vanion hesitantly raised his hand. "what is operation pumpkin, and am I on the list?" his voice trailed off in puzzlement as he ask it.

Vanion extended his hand in return. "unfortunately there isn't any reason to go home, at least not right now. There honestly isn't a home to go to my village was destroyed by war. to be honest even before that I was a bit of a hermit until Thha---calan arrived." He looked back to his traveling...

Vanion looks back and forth as each speaks unsure what he should say himself. he knew offering the woman was no use as he himself wasn't able to enter the house.

Vanion gave a gentle smile. Calan always seemed to both light up, and become distant whenever he spoke of Jinn. He wondered if half the tales Calan had told him were true. "you have done enough for me. I am fine sleeping where I have been. you have practically given me the clothes off of your...

"I see." Vanion replied. "Whats wrong with your house? it seems to be safe, warm, and full of life."

Vanion squinted. "operation pumpkin? Why would you give such a mundane task such an important sounding name.?"

Vanion could see Calan in the distance pacing about near the house that Calan lived in. Almost a month has gone by but it still feels wrong to call him Calan, what a strange introduction it was to the lux. " So, this is my home, this is my brother, oh, my name is actually Calan..." this land...