Vannah thinks that the dwarves more or less have this down. She hides in the back by Boreyn, her big eyes peering around the singing dwarf at the ongoing fight. Not very helpful.
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Vannah goes scrambling after them. She works slowly up after Imperia, keeping an eye behind them as she climbs.
Vannah helpfully points towards the hole in the wall, nodding a bit enthusiastically, though its hard to say.
Vannah peers out from behind Talas. Nope, still talking. The little oracle finally emerged, since their conversant doesn't appear dangerous (at the moment). She went to go poke at the piece of mushroom wagon curiously.
When Talas gestures at the tracks, Vannah scoots away from his leg to look at them too, then off into the darkness where they lead. Looking back at the others, she can tell that they're going to go. She smiled, pointing down after the tracks.
Vannah cottons on that something is happening once the girl comes out into the light a bit. Then she smiles at her. Still hiding behind Talas' leg, for the most part.
Vannah was content to trail quietly after Talas, meek enough. Her own glowing lights simply burst from a flick of her fingers - no sound required. She stayed behind the elf (since he seemed to want her there) and peeked around his legs as the group addressed the moving ... thing. Since she can't hear the converstion(?) She turned her eyes around to look at the wagon after a moment, trusting her companions to handle talking.
Yay! Jobs! Speaking of which, school just started for me, so I've been srcambling around remembering what its like to work. :) Soryr for any resulting slowness.
Vannah had been trudging along with the slow and steady dwarves easily enough, lost in her own world ... or something. It was a little hard to tell with Oracles sometimes. She peeks around the packs of the dwarves when they inevitably slow down, and spots the wheel. Then she darts forward to look at it, curious.
Vannah would probably be terrible at watch. But she'll offer if requested. Otherwise, she just sleeps wrapped up in her bedroll.
Apologies guys - Paizo was down? Or was that just me? Catching up now.
Vannah scuttles about the edge of the group while Imperia tells her tales. She can't hear them anyway, but the halfling seems happy to be in the warm circle anyway. She has an eerie quality sometimes - she tends to stare without any acknowledgement that this might be odd and or rude.She's doing that now. Its hard to say how much of her speech Vannah gets from watching.
For the most part, Vannah keeps to herself, other than practicing sign with anyone who looks interested. For all she is small and apparently week looking, she is also adept at taking care of herself, for the most part. She keeps up with the well-laden dwarves, and handles her own bedroll. If she's at all bothered by the darkness of the tunnels, or the seemingly interminable trek farther and farther down underground, it doesn't show much.
Sorry all, I know my posts have been lackluster - I caught the plague from a friend and have been strung out on antihistamines all week. Blagh. Hopefully I get better shortly.
Vannah watches the money curiously, and fishes around in a little purse of her own. She has two silver pieces, and makes a little sad face, shaking her head. Still, she puts them on the table, having to lean up to do so.
Vannah stood on her tip-toes to peer at the map, and ran a finger around said Drow camp, apparently agreeing with Imperia and Boreyn.
Vannah scooted the peer at the book herself. She pointed at it, and smiled, nodding.
Vannah takes the book to write back her own writing quick and scribbled, used to writing quickly and to the point. 'Vannah. Yes please thanks' obviously she was well-practiced in writing.
Vannah just tilted her head slightly, clearly not catching all of that, if any. She waves at the light and it goes out. Then she produces her own little quill to hand to him.
The halfling points at Baird, almost touching his forehead right between his eyes. She smiled again and laughed, a surprisingly normal sound. She pointed at a cup on the table, and that glows as well. She nods a bit.
Vannah transfers her hand over to Talas' easily enough, apparently having interpreted his greeting as an invitation to take over. She had no answer as to a name, but she did examine his face for a long moment before nodding gravely. She did smile at Baird though - she didn't have to hear to see his expression. She put a finger to her lips, universally 'shh'. Then she points at her feet, typically oversized and lightly furry. Light pours off of the fastening for his cloak, brightening up the room, perhaps so he can see it better. Somehow, she did that without speaking. Then she winks and her face resettles into emotionless.
Vannah came along with Drogic placidly enough. She didn't smile at the others when they emerged, and she seemed to find being led around by the hand as natural as breathing. She appears to have some understanding of how odd she must seem, making half an obscure gesture with her free hand and just stands a moment, staring blankly at each of them in awkward silence. Her annoyingly large doe eyes eventually land on Steelhymn and stay there, but she still doesn't say anything.
Fixed. :) Vannah's stuff in her profile.
Lemme know how you wanna add Vannah in. :) Or, rather, if you want me to change her any :)
Here she is! :) Background coming! |