Ahern: "Sorcery! Magic, the same gave me hands and a better command of Human language. Oh and the full set of teeth."
Coran: fatherly amusement thought in her head. **It might be fun to try.**Roxa looks at Coran with a highly improbable set of mental images crashing through her brain. (A Purple half centaur?)
Roxa: (Blink blink) "I'd love to visit your world and see the different types of people.'
Raphael: "It would be nice to arrange it. But I don't know how."
Ahern: "She said her name is Long, and she is an interdimensional trader."
Raphael: "Like the Antons. I can ask."
He walks over, hooved legs and tail. "Ms Long, If I might. How much would you change to scan Ms Roxa and myself and give me the addresses."
LL: "A strange request. But addresses are local."
Rapheal: "Not when you know a planemaster god."
LL: "True that. 2 gold."
Rapheal: "Eyrian crowns?"
LL: "Yes that will do nicely."
Ms long for the two coins indicated scans Rioxa, and Raphael, and hands him a complicated looking formula.
Rapheal: "I can't promise anything. But with this I can hopefully find you."
Ahern: "Yes, war and rumor of war."Roxa: "We've encountered a few cases like that. Less than fun."