"Yeah,it was pretty boring working on the caravan. I don't even think that I had to pull out my sword once." At the mention of his sword, Carrick makes a face like he forgot something and runs up the stairs. He comes back down with two swords strapped to his belt, one larger and heavier looking than the other.
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Also if it isnt too forward to ask, what is it that you are trained in?
((Leto had already introduced himself in #47)) When asked about his training will say "I've been working in finding and acquiring unique items for those who desire them." and will then cast detect magic just to see what all is in the room around him, adding "Yourself?"
Smiling, Leto looks towards the gnome, eye contact is easy as Leto is sitting, and says "Simply professional curiosity. I have an eye for interesting and unique objects." If you're perceptive enough you might notice him slightly more tightly grip the staff he has laying across his lap.
"Interesting I have. But my equipment...is fairly common. The goggles help...with an occupational hazard. The pen...is a gift...from my House. The satchel...is an infusion...of artifice. I'm afraid none...of it could be...considered 'unique'."
The hummingbird nudges Genbo on the side of the head.
Genbo looks embarrassed for a moment.
"Well, of course you're unique Quill. But that's more an anthropomorphic projection than anything else."
On Leto's shoulder there is a black raven watching the hummingbird. Leto, seeing his raven watching the bird will look up to it, seemingly sharing some communication, and then say aloud "Hulud here has just joined me in my travels. It seems you and, Quill was it? are quite more acquainted. I'm Leto Atreus by the way. Did you come in with the caravan?"
"Genbo Santor d'Sivis. I came with...the caravan but...I wasn't officially part...of the caravan company. I was travelling...in my capacity...as a courier. Quill is an...alchemical homunculus. While 'she' exhibits...sentience and personality...they are simply...anthropomorhpic extensions...of my projection...into the infusions...that power her."
"That is an impressive talent, to make things such as that. I'm sure I could connect you with a number of buyers for devices of that type. Though my contacts are in <city that is not here> ((I don't know geography at all...))." Leto adds
Carrick starts to feel revitalized after drinking the coffee interjects into the conversation. "Sorry to interrupt your conversation, but we should really get to introducing ourselves to the lot of you. I'm Carrick and this is Marzira over here. We've been helping to keep the caravan safe., although it's been pretty easy to not notice us, since we haven't really had to do anything so far. A bit boring I guess, but it's better than the alternative. You've already met Genbo, I see."
Looking up at Carrick, Leto sets his glass down, takes the staff from his lap and uses it to stand up in order to properly introduce himself, while doing so the raven on his shoulder works to keep his balance, Leto then saying "Quite the eclectic group you have here. I am Leto Atreus, though Leto is fine." slightly bowing his head and raising his right hand to touch two fingers to his forehead, two horns grow up and out from his temples curving down and around, completing about 240 degrees of a full loop, doing so you can see the serpent burn mark on the back of his hand easily; his skin is also a darkish purple color, and slightly scaly, with his nails being sharpened to a point. He adds "Is this the final destination for your caravan? Or will it be continuing on yet for a bit?"
Leto blinks at the directness of the question. Though he used to be picked on very badly as a child, he's grown to accept, and take pride in, his demonic heritage. He replies with a sweet, yet somewhat condescending, tone "What you see is what I was given at birth. Though my horns may have grown as I've aged it is no more my doing than your ears or nose." ((note: I looked back... Carrick just woke up and walked down in the first post... I don't know what race he is, so can't make a more specific comment)) further adding "is my ancestry or skin a problem? I hope it would not be, as I was... thinking... that perhaps traveling along the caravan could provide interesting opportunities to discover new items or treasures for my contacts."
"I don't have a problem with it. Just warn me before you go all out with the horns and the skin, since I've been awake for like, 15 minutes tops and my brain just now feels like it's getting going again."