Presumptuous Little Elf

“Well, that’s rather presumptuous.” Olin teased the blushing girl and leaned forward. “Are you so wise to think you won’t need my intimate magic’s?” He asked with a playful grin. It was hard to tell if he was joking or not but honestly he could go either way. One path would probably move them along MUCH faster; his magic deeply mingling with hers would give him a better understanding of her element. Might help her loosen up a bit to the poor little elf was wound tight!

“It’s nothing to be embarrassed about.” The girl red cheeks where adorable. “As far as my … geas … I would save that chat for out retune to Midgard when we are away from unfamiliar company.”

"You! I recognize you! Your leader was the one who hired me! You can take us away from this wretched place!"

“Can we gag him?” Olin asked looking for someone’s approval.