[Carlisle gives Reynir a questioning look, one of growing confusion and trepidation; his eyes trail to the dog, its color strangely vibrant in the dull light of the mountain morning. Once he's given the pup a scrutinizing glare, his attention returns to Reynir, his look more on the incredulous side.]
Er... right.
[Being clergy means that on occasion, he has to listen to the unhinged ramblings of desperate sinners looking for salvation, but even they tend to make more sense than "I followed this magical dog into your dreams." Perhaps he is a traveler who got lost in the mountains and is too embarrassed to admit it; perhaps this is a dream and he's a wayward seer, someone whose divination has gotten the better of them to the point where he's now entered someone else's mind. Or maybe he's the product of a lonely fellow's hallucination, and the best company his imagination could come up with is a lanky, confused lad and his dog.
Whatever the reason, Carlisle seems utterly done with this whole situation already, his brow furrowing.]
This is my garden. [He gestures to the house behind him, large and looming.] My estate. And you know my name, so I assume you know who owns these lands.
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Er... right.
[Being clergy means that on occasion, he has to listen to the unhinged ramblings of desperate sinners looking for salvation, but even they tend to make more sense than "I followed this magical dog into your dreams." Perhaps he is a traveler who got lost in the mountains and is too embarrassed to admit it; perhaps this is a dream and he's a wayward seer, someone whose divination has gotten the better of them to the point where he's now entered someone else's mind. Or maybe he's the product of a lonely fellow's hallucination, and the best company his imagination could come up with is a lanky, confused lad and his dog.
Whatever the reason, Carlisle seems utterly done with this whole situation already, his brow furrowing.]
This is my garden. [He gestures to the house behind him, large and looming.] My estate. And you know my name, so I assume you know who owns these lands.