( The room is pretty simple! It looks like a normal room, really. Is it some sort of study room? It definitely looks like a room designed for some rest and relaxation. There are comfortable chairs, even one with a blanket thrown over it.
And he sure is going to jump to catch it. He has good reflexes! He's caught it perfectly and now he's just holding this bag of candy to his stomach. Everything is happening quickly and not exactly like he imagined it would go (to be fair, he hadn't imagined anything at all) but his attention is immediately caught when Caster begins to spill more about the story. )
Huh? ( AH! HE'S INTERESTED. HE'S ALREADY MORE INTERESTED THAN BEFORE and he'll just follow Caster to whatever chair or corner he decides to settle into. ) What kind of treasure?
[ A chair is good, he likes chairs. But he's not opposed to sitting on the floor, but that's best if there is fireplace going, or some fur lined on the floor ]
A magical one. [ That's the best kind of treasure right? ] See, father of all gods, the Dagda, he had many prized treasures in his possession. A bottomless cauldron that could feed as many men as many sat to it. A staff that could kill with one end, and bring back life with the other-
But what he treasured the most was an Uaithne, harp made of oak. [ He snickers as he can't keep the storyteller voice for long. ] Sounds boring, I know! But just you wait-
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And he sure is going to jump to catch it. He has good reflexes! He's caught it perfectly and now he's just holding this bag of candy to his stomach. Everything is happening quickly and not exactly like he imagined it would go (to be fair, he hadn't imagined anything at all) but his attention is immediately caught when Caster begins to spill more about the story. )
Huh? ( AH! HE'S INTERESTED. HE'S ALREADY MORE INTERESTED THAN BEFORE and he'll just follow Caster to whatever chair or corner he decides to settle into. ) What kind of treasure?
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A magical one. [ That's the best kind of treasure right? ] See, father of all gods, the Dagda, he had many prized treasures in his possession. A bottomless cauldron that could feed as many men as many sat to it. A staff that could kill with one end, and bring back life with the other-
But what he treasured the most was an Uaithne, harp made of oak. [ He snickers as he can't keep the storyteller voice for long. ] Sounds boring, I know! But just you wait-