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'*ugn*...what more?" Jarmok looked at Kit as he asked his question.

Abrublty he picked up a long slender stick from beside the fire and fitted a white amorphous blob on the end of it and then, using the stick as a holder, he held the blob over the fire so that only the longest tongues licked at the end, gently heating the white object.

Quote from: Dray"What is that Jarmok? It smells sweet!" She broke from her speech to ask her friend crouched by the fire.

"Candy." Jamok replied, holding the stick out toward Kit. "Eat." He prompted. "But hot."

Jarmok laughed at Kit's predicament, but realizing the the youngster was embarrased, he rushed forward with thier night's purpose.

"More speak?"

"No anger." Jarmok holds a staying hand towards the incindiary wildlander. "Gentle night, why hurry?"

He then fluidly turned to Kit, saying, "Holy back when back. Laren right (gestures to the little man at the fire): Ashe good heal. Make babies, fix hurts."

Again he let out that long groan/sigh that seemed to serve so well as a place holder for him, eventually picking up the thread again. "Kit right too. Pee-pul need holy. (smirking widely) Some pee-pul." He corrected himself. "But valley long way (holding his right arm straight, indicating a southerly direction). If there (still pointing), not here (pointing emphatically to the ground)."

He looked around at the companions arrayed around the fire, their skin glowing ruddy in the dancing illumination. "No go (shaking his head slowly). Holy are wise (pointing to the side of his head). Be back when back (shrugging)." It seemed that Jarmok was finished with his speech, but he rather suddenly perked his head up and raised a long finger, adding: "When Grumbar gone, if Holy not back, we talk, maybe go, but not all. I stay to pro-tekt." He holds his arms wide, his palms up, as though in supplication.

Watching the dynamics of the small group, Jamrok became disconcerted; something was clearly different from what it seemed. He fixed the mercurial Kit with an inquisitive stare and asked, "Kit, what wrong?"

"Is good." Jarmok stepped in quickly. "Have healer, Ashe. Learn, have more. Holies return soon. Hope. Say again: Grumbar gone (right hand held high), no healer (shrugging), some go. Need (meshing his fingers together) work 'gether."

He looked more closely at the young lady who seemed to be having so much inner trouble. He thumped his chest lightly, saying, "Have promise stay. Have owe." He then poked a long finger at Kit, saying "Need wait. Pay-shence. Holies be back. Meet haf-way?"

"Ung." Jarmok grunted his agreement. "Trust. Raw-ling not wait. Too long now." The outlander was clearly dissapointed at some aspect of the unfinished business. "Is more?"

"Gggguh...Want use guard house for P'r-tektrit. Be no pee-pul day or two, but can't use for moon or two. Need to watch (he pointed two of his fingers at his own eyes), so no new pee-pul use."

Jarmok watched critically as the wild woman so tersely left the fire. He watched Laren and Kit closely to ken their reactions to the other girl's manner and carriage.

"gggg" Jarmok made a negating gesture. "Kit still..." he seemed to be searching for a word..."upset." He made a face that told her and Laren that this word did not have the right flavor for him, but he either couldn't find the right one or didn't know the right one. "What wrong? Scared? Why?"

Jarmok shook his head sadly. "No trust. Smell not purr-fyoom." He poked disconsolately at the fire.

Jarmok looked as openly as he could at his friend, and said, "Trust you much. (Points to her) good. You not trust. Want help you, you hide. Modified 18 perhaps, but too much (thumps fists together in front of his face) not-right."

Quote from: green:3fa8f93430Not sure how you go about making a connection from Seer to exploding creatures...[/color]

Quote from: Matt... I would have to say that you and I are the most normal people around

...and I see visions, so all things consi... I mean uh... that is to say..." Laren Coughs...

Jamok's left eyebrow shot up at that.

"Need talk." He submitted to the two small people. "Kit you (pointing) think monster; Not true (negating shake of the head). Mercer helped me so not die. You (indicating both Kit and Laren) too help."

"Where Aldebaron?"

"If almost a full turn Akadi," He began slowly, clearly thinking very hard to express himself to the best of his ability. "You here one (extends a long finger), near two (a second finger) stay, if back now three (a third finger). Full cycle for Istisha fastest. Need time find Holy."

Jarmok sat thinking and humming to himself for a long moment before he continued. "Fastest is long time. Maybe whole Grumbar cycle." He looked at Kit consolingly. "Friend not at death." He reasoned. "Speed maybe not ally? Patience maybe ally?"

"Share burden."

"Big world." Jarmok said as if changing the subject. He subjected another candy to the ravages of the fire. "Much change. Danger stalks matterless. Tell what happened?"