"Yeah, it's a regular high-class social club," mutters Elriss sarcastically, responding to Ike's wave with a curt nod. She smiles at Gallant, "But maybe you're right. Maybe the smart thing to do is to get to know as many people as possible." She sways and smiles charmingly as she reaches for the front door. "Speaking of which... wha's your name, handsome?"
The strange, spindly boy kicks to its feet. Altogether, it stands perhaps five feet tall. It looks around, and then speaks, in a voice very different from the boy's voice it just used. This is a man's voice, nasally, with perhaps the barest hint of a Greek accent.
"Venvolar, of course it did! For that is what it does!" The thing whirls around, taking in the bar's patrons. It gasps when it sees the table at which Kellim, Haviss and Mar are sitting, and then gasps again the very moment Dan begins screaming in his own head, almost as though he can hear it. It cracks a grin, pointing a finger at Haviss.
"Venvolar, that one has a thing in its brain. The thing in its brain won't stop yelling and yelling. Sisters it has, and sickness and brains. But the thing in its brain has a thing in its brain, and the thing in its brain's brain is completely insane." It whips its head around, looking for something, "Find me a knife and I'll cut out its pain!"
Suddenly, the thing slumps slightly, and tenses, looking around in wonder. "Later, Genwa. Where are we?" it asks, again in the voice of a young boy.
