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Alae glanced at Arlyth without really seeing him, lost in thought as she was. She bit her lip and glanced at Alliene, who shook her head,
"This must be your decision. You and Alaerth will be in charge when I am gone, so letting someone join is your responsibilty." The Matron said firmly and crossed her arms.
Alae glanced up as Alaerth gently took her arm and pulled her a bit away from the others, using the draconic language of silver dragons taught to them by their father, (ooc-so no one but Alliene should understand [img]tongue.gif[/img] )
"Well sister, I don't know about you...but I think maybe the gnome is...unecessary. We can't be in the thick of a battle and have him lob some potion at the monster we're fighting and blow us up along with it."
"He has a staff, brother. Surely he uses that if something dangerous gets too close to use a potion."
"Come on, Alae, That staff is huge, I doubt if he can even swing it effectively in close quarters." A scowl appeared on his smooth face.
"You may be right," Alae reflected and glanced at the gnome briefly, "But you may be wrong. We cannot know until we actually fight something. I say we let him come. If he gets in our way...well, lets hope he doesn't."
"When am I ever wrong?" Alaerth said with a grin and let Alae sock him on the shoulder. They returned to the others.
"We have decided to let you come with us, gnome." Alaerth said in a serious tone, "But I warn you, we will not tolerate stupidity of any kind on this mission. If we think you're slowing us down, you'll have to leave. Do I make myself clear?"
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