Zephyr floated across the room, staring at Arad, "I have three things in mind. I'm sure you will refuse two and accept one."
Arad pulled a chair and sat down, "What are they?"
Zephyr smiled, "Well if you were an elf, I would have suggested licking my toes as a reward." She shook her head, "But that trick only works on them,"
Arad instantly thought of Vars and Grant, the monk. Those two would definitely take it as a reward without a question. "Of course, I won't. What else do you have?"
Zephyr giggled, sitting on Arad's head and bending to stare at his eyes, "I can help hasten the nymph's manifestation. I'm sure she would love to hand around you as long as you allow her,"
Arad nodded, "Having another powerful ally, that's quite enticing..." He lifted his hand and squeezed Zephyr, "A nymph would suck my stamina dry. Are you trying to kill me?" He growled.
