Nolletta rolls her eyes and walks into the tent.
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"Oh, you're such a charmer," Nolletta replies. "Better save your spells for something more dangerous than me."
"Traveling," Nolletta answers. "You really didn't hold up your end of the bargain, did you? Maybe I should let some people know that this little...flea-ridden coterie of yours is a murderous band?"
Nolletta strides up to Edgar and gives him a smile, though it appears to be more of a sneer. "I see you're trying to walk the straight and narrow now."
Nolletta hands the ticket and her coin to the distasteful half-elf at the front. She glances at the others before walking out the door and heading toward the tent.
Nolletta takes the slip. "Three gold, eh?" She fishes in her belt pouch, puts three silver on the table and heads to the door.
Nolletta shakes her head.
"No hot cakes, syrup or oranges."
Nolletta simply shrugs as the waiter returns with their drinks.
You're trapped...by societal convention. "Now, now, don't make a scene," Nolletta says as the waiter departs.
"Water."
Nolletta rolls her eyes. "As you wish."
"Mmm, yes, but him in particular."
"Wasn't he just darling?" Nolletta mutters with a scowl. Probably Something Crude: "He'd probably open his backside if we opened our coin purse far enough."
"Do you honestly think you can do what you need to in two days?" Nolletta asks as they walk.
"Charming."
"They must have gotten an early start," Nolletta remarks.
Nolletta assumes her disguise. "Shall we go by foot? All we need to do is pick up whatever trail the villagers use. Shouldn't be too hard."
"I'll take the second watch," Nolletta says, eating some meat.
"Food is food," Nolletta says.
"Are they normal wolves or..." Nolletta asks, unsure of how to finish her sentence.
Nolletta gestures to the town. "Lead on. You can do the talking."
Nolletta quietly chants a spell, adopting her elven guise. "I don't think I should go around au natural, as the Valanians say. I'm not familiar with this area. We do not travel this far." |