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Ravagwen stands from the bushes after cursing softly in elven, a little annoyed. From the way she walks through the bush into the clearing simply shows that she's a Druid. "Why would he attack? He's my companion. I raised him from a pup and he's never hurt one of my allies before." As Sin approaches his master, he rubs up against her outstretched hand, showing he is indeed her companion.
After finishing her daily meditation with nature muttering in some language no one would be able to understand she approaches the party. Glad to see you are up lazy, I already checked my gear as usual and nothing is missing. You must sleep like a rock to not have noticed someone reaching into your belt pouch She then bends down and rolls up her bed roll placing it in her backpack.
The elf looks up to answer, I can do some time in the middle of the night. Sin can smell most things if they were to venture to close. That and with just a torch I can see twice as far as most. She is sitting on the ground with her bed roll placed close to the fire. She prefers the stars over a tent any night. It allows her to communicate with nature much better.
he might be able to track the scent if we can get there before it has been sitting out to long. He has a great nose, has been helpful in many situations when no one could see. Her eyes seem to light up mentioning her beloved pet. Forests with a low population would be good for tracking, especially without many animals leaving a trace.
The blonde elven woman nodded to the Grandmaster without a word. Her arms crosses across her chest. Her hide armor giving off a slight aura of magic. She then looks to the others who she will travel with deciding she will speak with them when they are on the road. Unless one of the others speaks first. Her mind is more on her beloved wolf Sin that was told to stay outside. He was like a child to her and had been with her through thick and thin.
Rather slow since he leaves me in the dust while singing This As he flies through town and the dungeons.
Amazing Jess. If you feel up to it would you do my character that I am doing in my husbands game? She is a half-elf gunslinger caring a Revolver in her hand. She has the symbol of Zursvaater ( If he has one) on the hilt of her great sword and also around her neck. She is of the Mysterious stranger archetype and wears a hat like Carmon San Diego. She wears a black cloak covering her mithral breastplate. She has kinda a cow boyish look for the most part. her hair is long and pulled up in a pony tail and she has a scar across her right cheek. She has a cocky smile on her face most of the time. ^^; I hope this is ok. |
