It's as good a reply as any. He's listening, and it indicates as much. It's just hard to know how to start chatting, currently.
(He considers saying something about Soul Master. Just as quickly he reconsiders; now isn't right.)
Ogrim's information is studied and remembered. Skimming ahead he finds one that looks eerily similar to the Knight's little friend, and a spike of discomfort makes sure he doesn't linger on it. There are Weavers...
"What am I going to find in here?" he asks, sincerely. Because it seems to be getting stranger and more confusing the more he reads. Lemm is not even sure what warning to ask for, staring at Nosk's entry.
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It's as good a reply as any. He's listening, and it indicates as much. It's just hard to know how to start chatting, currently.
(He considers saying something about Soul Master. Just as quickly he reconsiders; now isn't right.)
Ogrim's information is studied and remembered. Skimming ahead he finds one that looks eerily similar to the Knight's little friend, and a spike of discomfort makes sure he doesn't linger on it. There are Weavers...
"What am I going to find in here?" he asks, sincerely. Because it seems to be getting stranger and more confusing the more he reads. Lemm is not even sure what warning to ask for, staring at Nosk's entry.