Ooc: This is 4th of July weekend so I don't know if Kntoran will like turn up or not to update this.
The young Eth stumbles into town, looking around bemused and in awe.
She is tattered and dirty with twigs in her frizzled hair she wears no clothing but is modestly concealed by her deer hide armor hanging loosely over her and bound to her waist by twine. A water skin dangles at her waist, as she awkwardly carries a small bundle of sticks and wooden shield bound together by a sling under one arm and a sturdy gnarled piece of wood with a face painted on it in red in the other hand.
She would be mistaken for a child of the street if only she ever seemed hungry or after money. But she just walked around gazing upon everything with her faithful companion at her side.
Then the amazing sounds of the talented performer Ashar reach her ear and she is immediately drawn to the pub where he plays, along the way she spots some people preaching and healing in a crowd, monkey see monkey do. Eth pushes her way forward and casts cure minor wounds on small cut on some one who hadn't even noticed her. Pleased with herself for "fitting in" she smiles picks up her sticks and quickly runs off to the pub.
With a big smile on her face Eth sits on the floor across from Ashar with her pet resting on her side. Even if no one else pays tips she feels compelled to show her thanks and appreciation for this strange yet wonderful uplifting sounds. Noticing an empty mug/bowl at his feet (coin collector) she smiles and after watching a serving wench fill mugs with ale Eth dashes over too the bowl and casts create water filling it to the brim, she then drops some berries in it and is exceptionally proud of herself now and sits down again.
Oliron is satisfied with the towns defenses and equally impressed. He like this town and feels rejuvenated to see many of his same heart fighting against the evil in the land.
ooc: I am up for whatever. I think the hill giants might be a bit to much for us considering the amount of damage they can do and our hit points.
SA: Go along with whatever Namdar decides.
Ryorst takes notice of this strange woman filling Ashar's bowl from where he sits nibbling on some of his rations. He takes notice not because of her odd mannerisms or appearance, but because she reminds him of the women of the tribe. He isn't sure why, he knows nothing of this human woman. Though, he realizes, that is easily remedied.
He approaches her and takes a seat nearby, ordering a drink from a passing barmaid.
"May I ask what you are doing?"
OOC: I'm not going to use a falchion. If nobody claims any, I say we sell them all. Also, I'd like to challenge these hill giants. We can probably handle them 1 by 1, so it's just a matter of planning, and ambushing them.
Edited: Rentok on 2nd Jul, 2010 - 6:58am
Eth caught by surprise looks around, "am, am I doing something wrong?" she asks looking around she notices she isn't drinking like most others and noticing an unattended mug with in arms reach she takes it and takes a big gulp.
She scrunches her face as she struggles to down the liquid.
She looks up from the mug as she tries to inconspicuously dribble the foul ale back, watching to see if Ryorst is still watching her.
Beast has never thought about someone being bigger than he is. he likes the idea of like facing a giant so he shouts out to the other guys to get ready and go out.
SA: Lets go after the giant.