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Andrisel relaxes, sheathing Mother's sword. She nods at Ichirou's comment, "We just want to talk Mr.Proudstump. The Licktoad's attacked Ameiko and Shalelu on the trail to Sandpoint. We need your help to find their camp."
Andrisel nods to Ichirou, and moves to the side to allow him room to force the door. She quietly unsheathes her Mother's sword and waits...
Andrisel's eyes narrow as she hears the thump from within and the twitch of the curtain. She silently motions to Ichirou to make ready, and silently draws her sword, waving for the others to approach, she makes ready to enter the building.
Andrisel strides forward to knock on the cabin door, "Hello! Mr Proudstump! Hello!?" She stops to listen....
Andrisel watches the others make their way across the bridge, noting where they stepped...hoping to avoid embarrassing herself like before.
Andrisel's nose wrinkles at the noxious smells, but she keeps her mouth firmly shut. She nods at Tarvinda's joke, smiling a closed mouth smile, then turns to Shalelu, a questioning look on her face, waiting for the elf to lead them to the halflings abode.
Andrisel smiles ruefully and rubs her shin where it had hit a more solid piece of wood. "Indeed, it seems more moss than wood at the moment." she says, finally gaining the other side. She looks out into the swamp, alert for any dangers.
"I'll check it out." Andrisel says, making her way across the bridge carefully.
But she stepped on the wrong board....
Andrisel smiles at Shalelu's declaration, it was something she could relate to. Looking down at the poor excuse for a bow in her hand, "Well, it will do for now. Lead on, Shalelu."
Andrisel helps Tarvinda pick out the best of the two remaining short bows, "A sound strategy Tarvinda." she says, holding out the bow to the Paladin.
Shrugging at Giovanni's lack of interest in the stomach necklace, Andrisel cuts the stomach open to see if anything of interest lays inside. She then pulls the bows from the pile of gear and tests the pull of each , taking the best of the three. Grabbing a handful of arrows and a quiver she stands and covers the gear with some leafy branches. "This might be still here when we return. Might fetch a few coins back in town." she mutters more to herself than the others. She walks over to Tarvinda and Shalelu, "So Shalelu, did you kill all of these? I'm sure there's more out there in the swamp. We should consult the halfling, he'll know where they're at."
Andrisel piles the useful items into a sort-of orderly heap, then rocks back on her heels, "These weapons seem a bit too civilized for most gobs, wonder where they got them." She picks up the finger and lock of hair, holding them in her hand contemplatively, thinking Is there anyone out there that would like these back? Prodding the 'stomach necklace' with a boot, she eyes Giovanni, "You seem a knowledgable sort, Giovanni, what do you make of this?"
Andrisel , all business, pulls a dagger free and begins to methodically slice ears from the dead goblins. She then takes the timeto pat the corpsed down, checking for other valuables and identifying marks or items.
Andrisel smiles at Shalelu's determination, one that matched her own, "Right, let's fetch Ayame's koto and let the Sheriff what's happening."
Andrisel nods, "A dangerous area. You know better than to travel near there alone or distracted, Ameiko." she chides her friend good-naturedly. Grabbing her Mother's sword from where it leant against the wall, Andrisel turns to the others, "Let's not tarry any longer , else signs of Ameiko's attackers may fade." She straps the sword to her back, and waits, arms crossed.
Koya smiles "Thank you Andrisel, you and Ayame are quite the cooks. Are you going to be heading out to investigate what happened?" Andrisel stands and dusts some crumbs from her leather leggings, "Indeed, Koya, the day is yet young. " she declares, then looking to Ameiko, "Ameiko , dear, can you not remember anything else beside's your distance? A direction , perhaps?" she asks, her voice gently, but her face gravely serious.
Andriel looks up from the table as Shalelu enters, "Ah, Shalelu, good morning. Please join us." Then spying the reserves Giovanni, "You too, Giovanni. There's more than enought for all." And with that , breakfast was served....and eaten by all present. Groaning a little, Andrisel pushes back from the table, "As always, Koya, your larder provides...and provides...and provides."
Andrisel finishes her batter, then goes to the fire , where she'd been heating a pan of oil. She begins to add portions of batter, frying up breakfast cakes, "She looked much better, Koya. Here you can put teh kettle here." she says, indicating a hook above the fire. She quickly finishes can puts a platter full of nice fluffy flat cakes on the table, then turns to assist her friend Koya with whatever she needs.
Andrisel looks up from where she'd was furiously beating a batter in a large bowl, "Ah, Koya, good to see you up and about. Ayame, can you put some tea on, I've got to beat this for another few minutes," Her arm resumes it's furious motion, the sinews and muscles risen in stark relief.
More familiar with Koya's kitchen and pantry, Andrisel goes with Tarvinda , "Here, I'll help you...."
Andrisel looks down upon her dear friend, Koya, slumbering peacefully in her modest bed. Pulling the blanket up over the sleeping woman's shoulder, Andrisel gently pats the firm flesh there, marvelling at her friend's defiance of her race's quicker and harsher aging. Out of the corner of her eye, she catches sight of her mother's sword, the sword she now bore, resting against the wall beside the door. Looking back at Koya's face, she thinks back to the time, some 40 years earlier, when they first met. Her mother and Koya had adventured together for a time, when a particularly painful defeat led Koya to return here to Sandpoint to live with her family. Andrisel's mother had lived for a time here, bringing her young daughter in tow. The young elf had enjoyed her time in Sandpoint, especially her time in conversation with wise Koya. However, there was always a tension between Koya and Andrisel's mother, something to do with their past , Andrisel was certian. A certain lonely, saddness came to her mother's face when Andrisel watched her look at their friend. It came to pass that Andrisel and her mother took their leave, but notes and letters passed across the land for the next 4 decades, Andrisel becoming closer to Koya with each missive. Ayame's happy shouts brought a smile to Andrisel's face, but only a momentary frown marred Koya's brow, before peaceful sleep returned. Standing, Andrisel left the room, taking up her mother's sword as she did so. "Amaye, you're screams could wake the dead. Luckily, Koya sleeps much deeper that that." Andrisel chides gently.
Many thanks, Mathpro, my brain hurts at the number of games you're running, but I applaud your gumption ! :D I'm in Canada, EST, things are a bit crazy work wise ( fulltime and parttime) this week, two projects ending at the same time. So, posting might be a little delayed til things settle down. Been itching to try out a Slayer for a while, so glad to finally have the chance. Don't see any dips into other classes.
Gratz to everyone. Thanks Mathpro.
Andrisel lifts her gaze up from her friend Ameiko's face as the door opens. Seeing another of Koya's many friends, Ichirou enter, she nods then turns and gives her attention to their injured friend, finding comfort in the chants and prayers emanating from Koya.
Andrisel shakes her head at the fox-man's impetuousness, quickly following him into Koya's tidy abode. Casting a mildy reproachful glace in Derric's direction, Andrisel walks over and places an embroidered pillow beneath Ameiko's head. "Indeed, you gave us all quite a fright, Ameiko." Andrisel says, looking at Koya to see if she needs anything.
The slim figure of the elf maiden pauses in the door frame, taking in those occupying the Rusty Dragon's common room. Her eyes settle briefly on each person, taking note of weapons or lack thereof, taking measure , evaluating... All this happens in a few moments, then she strides to the bar, nodding at the familiar faces...the Samarsan Shaman and his strange plant, Derric the fox-man and others. Arriving at the bar, she settles, catching Ayame's eye, just as Derric queries Ameiko's sister, "Aye, Ayame ,Koya's getting anxious with Ameiko disappearing like this. Andrisel says, her voice quiet with concern. |