Cromthal noticed Rirrym smiling at him. You better ask now, you may not get another chance He thought to himself. He smiled a small smile at Rirrym and took a deep breath. Your a clumsy, shy, weak bard that was sent away by his master! He'd never ask you to do anything! the other side of his mind said.
"Rir..." he began and then checked himself. Rirrym looked at him.
"Yes?"
Cromthal knew he had a talent for saying the wrong thing and the wrong time, maybe it would be wise not to say anything. NOW! he thought
"Rirrym." he began again, his mouth had suddenly gone dry. "You need a travelling companion and I need someone to keep me out of trouble. The kind I cause and the kind that just seems to find me. W-would you be interested in.....joining me in any adverntures we may encounter in our wandering ways?"
Vague, as usual. he thought. He never had been able to say exactly what he meant. Hopefully Rirrym knew what he was suggesting.
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