Drageis

*Siol'taeleh jumped at the sudden appearance of the man, but after quickly looking over their entire and deciding they weren't a threat his expression softened and he let a small smile cross his face.* "You could say I'm looking for all 3, good man. I seek spiritual adventure, searching the inner machinations of man are always an odyssey indeed. Of wealth I seek vast sums in understanding, of both myself and those around me. As for elevating my place, what better place in society is there than that of someone who may guide themselves just as well as they may guide others. A shepherd to the flocks of the weary masses." *Though he didn't consider the man much of a threat, Siol'taeleh was much too weary to simply tell them his true aspirations, and as a result he decided to answer the man's question without really answering it at all. 'Better for him to think I am some philosopher than a rogue keeping secrets.' He thought to himself, while extending a hand to the gentleman.* "But what of you, my fellow? Surely one so interested in the stories of others must have a few interesting tales himself, no?" *Smoothly placing a hand around the man's shoulder, he began guiding him towards a nearby bench, his dull eyes lighting up momentarily in child-like pleasure as he turned the man's question onto himself. If he denied the offer Siol'taeleh would be grateful he did not give the untrustworthy man any real information, if he obliged then perhaps he found a new friend in the strange city. After all, Siol'taeleh didn't like feeling boxed in, and a city with such big walls implied there was danger afoot, but it was up to the dark elf to figure out if the walls were meant to keep it out or in.*