Iapetus is MOST thankful for the man's kindness, and shall be quite steadfast at his assigned duties of protecting the individuals! The Spaniard magus will sing a soft and cheerful song of the open road and good fortune in his native tongue when the area is open and the road is clear, and when the area is more dangerous-looking and ambush-prone, Iapetus shall maintain a ready and watchful silence with his well-worn mace both ready and obvious. "I must give the utmost of compliments to you sir," he says to the old man at some point in the travel when the day is good. "Your daughter is beautiful as a perfect twilight, and when she smiles, the world does pause to watch. Where I come from, it is considered rude not to compliment a thing of beauty. I know I am not the most likeable of sorts, so give my compliments to you, so as not to irritate her with my prattle. I am sure she hears these words most often." This is of course clearly said at a time where the young daughter has a chance to hear it.
Throughout the travel, Iapetus is conscious of his lack of gentle Gift, and does not press his company on either of them, though he does utilize his gift for singing. Though not a masterful singer, he does have a unique natural talent for inspiring emotions.
The Spaniard magus will walk into the festival with a whistle and a happy spring in his step, looking around and admiring the sights. Iapetus walks the entire festival grounds twice before finally deciding where to go. His first stop is of course wherever the most beautiful women are, which is likely the faerie musicians or perhaps the dancers, with his preferences for the latter if it is in contention. Then he'll go to the other musical entertainments, making judicious chances to talk and carouse with anyone who will let him.