From: Heltevir_at_aol.com
Date: Mon Oct 06 2003 - 20:20:05 BST
Lenora thanks the winding humbly, still a bit unsure. She'd never recieved a
gift from a stranger and considered giving it back. But then again wondered if
that would be rude depending on whichever culture- Not to mention the
Corinthian still being an odd figure in her senses. An enemy would offer gifts to put
them closer in the hearts of their would be victims, would they not- This
distrustful thing just wasn't working for her."Oh fiddlesticks," She mutters to
herself. "What a fool am I.."
"Please convey my thanks." She asks the windling and steps back to watch the
others react and yearn for the time to pass quicker that they'd be on the road
again.
> "Do we head west direct into the Badlands or hope that the stave shows us a
> direction that is beyond the Badlands and skirt it to the North. For I
have heard of > much darkness that befalls those that enter this place?"
"I'd be happy going any which way. I've heard naught but harrowing tales of
the bad lands, but then again my impressions of how things are from tales have
greatly changed thanks to our recent travels. Not what they seemed at all. I'd
think that you'd be better traveled then most of us. Is it the idea of going
through the Bad Lands that troubles you now?" She puts a hand on the woman's
arm. "Don't worry about anything. If anyone's the idea to bother us, we'll
offer them an all-expense paid trip to Travar."
Whatever the travel route, Lenora jots it down on her little maps, including
notes on what happened where as if it were sort of a journal to her. She
practices shadow taunting and fencing, stays thoroughly amused with Farli's hide
and go seek game and considers it a personal quest at least once a day to figure
out where the woman is by foot prints, disturbances in the ground or telling
horrible bawdy jokes and songs to see if she gives herself away by laughing.
While she's at it, she tries to fish a little for interesting tid bits about
her travelling companions: things they like or dislike and why. Anything about
their histories that they would give up without being poked at too much.
Places that they've been, adventures they've had.. All get's stored to the side
for a fable she's cooking up in her time before sleep.
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