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I am still watching and waiting. Best wishes to you and yours DM Sothal. *Bows*
Very best wishes to you DM Sothal. Much cheers to you and yours.
*Salutes* No worries. All's well worth the wait. Wishing you and yours all the very best. (^_^)
Xanda shouts Elvish: , then moves to help the stricken Gnome.
"To arms!" Casting Acid Splash this turn, even as she moves closer the better to physically attack the plant.
Xanda awakens and rises lithely from her blanket, looking around into the darkness for the source of what is disturbing the animals.
"Look out! The trees, they move!" She calls, even as she points to what she sees.
Xanda settles in beside the fire with every one else, helping where she can. For now, she does little more than listen and watch. Though she does shift such as to sit closer to Queslin and getting her things ready for when it comes her time to go on watch.
Xanda waits for others to respond to the strangers hail, though she takes time to look around the surrounding forest.
Xanda tilts her head, "You are thinking you will make it back to Olegs. This idea when you can barely make it into your saddle." She sighs at the attitude of the fellow, but shrugs. "But still...given you are sick, maybe having friends beside you to help you do things is a good thing, no?" She asks.
Xanda rises and goes through her morning ablutions. Upon noticing the poor state of Ern she frowns. "I think we should get him back to Oleg's for some better healing and rest..." She bites her lower lip slightly, as her concern shows.
Is the DM talking to Xanda? Nope, nothing comes to mind for the character other than getting as good a night's sleep as possible. :) *Bows*
Xanda laughs, "I was indicating waking Ern..." She explains, then she laughs some more and tries sharing a look with Majet, an impish grin upon her features. XD
Xanda nods at Queslin's report, then indicates the sleeping form of Ern propped up against the tree near by. "I'm not going to poke him..." She adds.
Xanda smile s slightly at Ern's antics and moves into a better position of offer the big man cover against anything else locally in the swamp that might take an interest in him.
Xanda just looks back at Agerron after his chat, her face still neutral and calm.
As she looks out into the darkening swamp around them.
Xanda leans over and whispers to Agerron, "But Queslin is taking the risks of venturing out first. If you have issues with his meeting people, maybe you should volunteer to go places first?" she suggests.
Sorry for not being so responsive, I've lost my regular internet access. Looking in and contributing when I can. *bows*
Still here...watching and waiting. :)
Xanda glances at certain party members, "I predict that any 'Frog man' encounter might not end well..."
Xanda Would/will give a smile to show thanks for Queslin's idea/sentiment.
At the groups reminder to Xanda about the slight 'race' between themselves and the local bandits, Xanda rouses herself, readies herself and kits up to ride with her companions. "Though I fear my aim may not be up to the mark." She says quietly.
Xanda just lays back upon her bedroll and waves a hand at the others. "Best of luck." She wishes them well.
At the end of her watch, with the rising of the sun, Xanda slumps down beside the fire. "Maybe we should rest for the day? Help people recover their strength?" She suggests, even as she absently rubs at the red welt left by the beasty that was making a meal of her last night.
Xanda nods and smiles at Branomonrik's offer but stays on watch.
While gaunt and pale, standing upon slightly shaky legs, Xanda moves to take up a position from which to watch the camp environs. While making doubly sure to not become some giant, flying bugs next meal.
"Get it off! Getitoff! Getitoff! Getitoff! Getitoff! Getitoff! Getitoff!" She wails.
(o_)
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*Flail about ineffectually*
*Looks about to see where the screaming is coming from.* :P
Xanda does her best to help people set up camp for the night.
*salutes* (^_^)
Xanda rides along in the rain, the elements now seemingly as pleasant to her as a sunny day.
Xanda nods, dismounts, begins gathering reigns (Except for poor Queslin's horse) and starts to help people settle in to what seems to be camping.
*Fling*
*Sizzle*
Xanda glances towards Big Ern, "Uhm...they weren't serving girls...That was Oleg's wife..." She sighs and shakes her head at the man's comments.
Xanda nods and smiles at Michael's request, "Aye, it did me good service getting here, but there seems less of a need for it now that I have wandered with the others. Use it in good health."
Not a lot of time or me to peruse the lists atm, sorry for bogging down. Happy with money. :)
Xanda also nods in agreement with the plans being formulated by the company, though at the thought of traipsing through more mud she does sigh a little...
Xanda will also investigate the prospects of a very long, hot bath. :) "Bugs....." >_< *Shudder*
Xanda moves about Olegs watching and learning. Mainly she does her best to improve her grasp of the 'common' tongue as quickly as possible.
At the fellow's use of Elvish Xanda gives him the honor of a formal bow and proper greeting. When the question of Devlin arises Xanda looks to her companions, since she is not quite sure as to which person Kesten is referring too. |