"Um. Should we be worried about the hoof prints, then?" Emery asks, glancing at them again as she gets up to follow as well.
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Emery points. <b> "Look. Someone's been here recently." </b> she says.
"In that case, I hope we won't either," she says, "Is there anything else that we need to know? Anything that might help us keep relations...cordial?" Emery tilts her head. She glances after Kreighton, but as he is being discussed she takes out one of her sticks of charcoal, opens to a page and jots down "Notes on Gillmen" She earmarks the page and wraps the charcoal back up when the question is answered and she has taken everything down. "I would say we should bring them a present. Fish or something. But it wouldn't keep for a two day walk and who wants to smell fish for two days." She gathers her things and shifts forward to stand up when everyone is ready.
Emery throws Scrimshaw a sideways glance, rolling a corner of her lips between her teeth to avoid smirking "Hm." she says "I think I was wondering something along the same lines. but...Perhaps I would phrase my inquiry more like 'What is a Gillman and is it going to want to kill me?' Personally. In fact, if Scrimshaw hadn't brought the topic up I might have left killing out all together. Silly me." She looks at Janira now "Are they dangerous?"
"Scrimshaw. Consequence. Valeros. Jania. Emery." Emery repeats, in a kind of chant. [b] "A good name list for a cast of characters. We'll have to work to do it justice." She grins
"You're awfully....cheerful. For a necromancer." Emery comments. "And wearing an awful lot....colors and things. Is it a...family profession or something?"
Emery looks between them. She straightens up. "Emery Baliol." she says. "I do a lot of things well. But I'm best at singing." She winks.
...hopefully Emery can get Scrimshaw to laugh to make up for her total inability to take things seriously and they will get along! |