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Boss Frost
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Smiles was certainly no immediate threat. He looked up at the snake, observing the body language of the being... it was actually fairly difficult. Smiles was used to dealing with mammilian targets: reading the intent of someone so far removed from his own comfort zone made it tough to use any of his useful bard abilities. Still, he felt he could at least assume he was honestly apologetic. The coyote's ears perked a bit, and his stance relaxed. He chuckles nervously, the way a coward normally would. He steps forward, holding out a meek hand and accepting Tethebi's offered peace.
"I guess that's alright... I'm not really used to... big folks. At least not without the backup of my old traveling companions..." His eyes turned brighter, and he smiles wide. "I'm sure you've heard of them... my songs have become popular in a pretty good distance..." He observes the man. "You look... tough. Strong..." He looks at the snakeman's arms: "With a quickness that serves you well..." Taking a look at his hands: "Your hands show the dregs of fire... either you've camped out recently... or you're capable of minimal pyromancy." One ear folded over, giving him a questioning look. He blinks, holding up his hands, "Oh! Oh goodness, sorry! My apologies... I don't... normally dissect people in that way... not out loud, at least.... I'm just nervous, is all... that, and you remind of my dragonblooded friend, Vythera."
"I guess that's alright... I'm not really used to... big folks. At least not without the backup of my old traveling companions..." His eyes turned brighter, and he smiles wide. "I'm sure you've heard of them... my songs have become popular in a pretty good distance..." He observes the man. "You look... tough. Strong..." He looks at the snakeman's arms: "With a quickness that serves you well..." Taking a look at his hands: "Your hands show the dregs of fire... either you've camped out recently... or you're capable of minimal pyromancy." One ear folded over, giving him a questioning look. He blinks, holding up his hands, "Oh! Oh goodness, sorry! My apologies... I don't... normally dissect people in that way... not out loud, at least.... I'm just nervous, is all... that, and you remind of my dragonblooded friend, Vythera."