[ While he spots the newcomer far off, Iorveth only shifts a little to watch through a part in the leaves for what he'll do. A walking turtle. Hm. It doesn't strike him as particularly strange, as he's well familiar with nonhumans, but it is new. Hm. He'd figured he might meet other races here, considering they're all being pulled in from other worlds, but this is the first he'd seen of it.
Even after the question is shot at him and the humanoid turtle goes poking at one of the traps, Iorveth takes the time to finish out that bit of his song before setting the flute aside, tone casual and unperturbed. ]
No, it was the gnome that passed by earlier. Apparently he thought I'd needed some protection. [ Obvious sarcasm, but less dry and more amused. It was definitely him. ]
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Even after the question is shot at him and the humanoid turtle goes poking at one of the traps, Iorveth takes the time to finish out that bit of his song before setting the flute aside, tone casual and unperturbed. ]
No, it was the gnome that passed by earlier. Apparently he thought I'd needed some protection. [ Obvious sarcasm, but less dry and more amused. It was definitely him. ]