"It doesn't have to be. Teleportation is merely the quickest and easiest method." Aurora points out, as has Godwyn.
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"...Ummm....Could you carry Tweedle?"
Foxglove pointed out to Hawkflight. She wasn't sure about teleporting...But the odds that a pegasus or a griffon could carry a baby hydra and the other two... It seems a little silly.
Godwyn shrugs. "I am fine with teleportation. If you are opposed to the idea, Miss Heartflight, you can take flight and meet us there, or the group can simply go with more traditional methods."
The Paladin then turns to Aurora and deadpans: "Two timber wolves are eating a clown. One turns to the other and says 'does this taste funny to you?'"
He doesn't stop there.
"Why don't skeletons play music in church? They have no organs."
"What does a 50 pound canary sound like?" he asks, before saying "TWEET" in a very deep voice with a derpy expression.
Even if she doesn't laugh, Godwyn hopes he can at least make the sad little mage smile.
The mage just tilts her head. "...Were those supposed to be jokes?" she asks. She definitely doesn't crack a smile.
"Oh wow...someone wasn't born with the humor bone in them...though admittedly, those jokes were a little lame," Gearstride lightly chuckled.
She poked the mage in the leg pit, and then in the side, and then brushed her tail underneath her chin to try to tickle her. It was worth a shot.
"Hah...dahlin'...your personal space hasn't even really been violated yet!" Gear said with a haughty laugh and with an unintentional dubiousness in her comment.
The mare recoils a little.
"I don't really appreciate the implications of what you just said." Great. You're supposed to be making the mare laugh and you're making her uncomfortable instead.:smalltongue:
"I don't know what you're talking about. Anywhom, you leave me no choice but to wield my hammy poetry to get a snerk or brief sarcastic chuckle out of you," Gearstride said as she stood on the table with a clatter and cleared her throat. Eath line filled with a hammy presentation and theatricality to it.
"Oh what is love but a four letter word,
A word that we throw around so aimlessly.
But when I look at ye, its more than a word to me.
Why with love, I'd travel all over Equestria to find you.
No matter where you be, I'll never be far.
Because I will always be in your heart."
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"...I wonder...what to do now..."
Foxglove muttered, to no one in particular. The path didn't seem all that clear to her.
Godwyn smiles apologetically at Aurora. "I am a Paladin, not a comedian."
He then turns to Foxglove and gives her a small, comforting smile. "It would seem we are taking a trip to Trottingham through teleportation. Once there, we'll be looking for more information on the magic circle, and if that proves fruitless or if we feel we still need more information, we'll likely be going off to Ponyville to seek the aid of somepony there regarding it. Heartflight seems to be adamantly opposed to teleportation, though, so she may be flying to meet us there."
"I followed that...But since we're supposed to come back when we convince her...We need to do something while that happens."
Or, possibly, to convince her, Foxglove.
"I guess maybe we should at least get Tweedle while we convince her...He's never been in a bar before...But he's too young to drink..."
Her brow furrowed. Then again, it didn't look like they ID'ed to get in...
"Yeah, I need to find Gar too, he hates being left behind." Gar was her pet falcon.
"...A Hydra? I'll meet you guys on the outside of town. Trust me, it's for the best." Aurora says and gets up from her seat.
Godwin moves to walk alongside Aurora. "I shall accompany you, if you do not mind," he says with a polite smile. "I would enjoy a chance to speak with you, if you will permit it."
"You lot go on ahead...I got some business with a bartender..." Gear said with a sly smile.
Foxglove, without further ado, went outside to look for Tweedle.
Godwyn grabs his lance and slings it over his shoulder, before he goes to slink alongside Aurora as the takes her leave. "So Miss Aurora, where did you learn of Paladins from? I must say I was surprised you knew what one was, and even more surprised when you showed such respect," he muses with a kind smile. "Most ponies don't seem to know about them, or regard them as mythical."
"Well, I've studied. I've spent most of my life studying various forms of magic, especially divine. Rather interesting, though obscure topic. Naturally I learned about Paladins in my studies. I know for a fact they aren't mythical, just rare, like deities. From what I've read of them, Paladins are beings deserving the utmost respect, showing a level of goodness and lawfulness few mortals or even deities are capable of matching." Aurora says. "And besides that, I was born with a slight...defect you might say." She adds in at the end, as they walk towards the edge of town.
Godwyn smiles pleasantly. "Thank you, Miss Aurora. It is nice to meet somepony who actually recognizes my calling for what it is, and does not merely think me a blithering naive fool," he muses with a wry smirk. "Though while I may ascribe to emulate a specific deity, I am by no means on par with one. Even so, your analogies are apt." He then casts her a curious glance, and raises a feathery eyebrow. "A defect?" He quickly adds: "If you do not wish to expound on something that is no business of mine, I am content to leave it at that."
"Yes. A rather...intriguing ability. As soon as somebody walks into my sight, I know everything about them. Every last little thing that's possible to know about them." She says. "This, combined with eidetic memory can be rather, *Ahem* unpleasant at times." She says.
Godwyn ponders the implications of that.
Specifically, the fact that she'd no doubt gotten a "good" look at Gear.
He winces. "Oh. Yes. I can see how that would be unpleasant," he observes with a slight grimace.
He then ponders for a moment. "Ah. So you know all there is to know about me, I suppose. Interesting." He flashes her a wry smile. "A good thing I had nothing to be ashamed of, then. Aside from the stupidity of youth, of course," he says with a roll of his eyes.
"Well that depends. Were they a corrupt noble who deserved it?" Godwyn asks, giving Aurora a small, knowing smirk.