Post from Unali on actions.. From: Wout Broere Message-ID: <40eec766-fe00-5e4c-9a62-2bfeafdf8727@powersandperils.org> Date: Thu, 3 Nov 2016 11:43:03 +0100 Unali in Marentian to the new girl: "Morning. I am Unali. " She wil pause to see if the others introduce themselves as well. After that she starts a conversation with the girl. "Who might you be that you have ended up in this wild lands all by yourself. By your speech I would have placed you a long journey to the south and not in these cold lands." "Watch out or you might impress these boys with your skills. But given how dangerous these lands can be, I would be more interested to know if you can hadle that fancy bow of yours equally well." On 03-11-16 03:09, d kerr wrote: > Maelorna gratefully feels the tree through her back, as she tries to > shake the shock of fear out of her mind. It's hard to miss the large man > looming over, threatening or curious, she has little to go on, her grip > tightens on the hilt of the dagger, as she tilts her head to the side, > one eye hidden behind her bangs, her eyes show a range of emotions, from > calculation to hesitation. > > "Sister?" she asks incredulously, in Marentian, as she flicks her gaze > about to quickly try and see all who have arrived, lingering however on > the on the large man spoke to. Her eyes narrow as she spots the whip, as > unbidden thoughts of such punishment come to mind and she quells it as > best she can. "Di, did Gniled hire you?" she asks hesitantly in > Marentian, trying to hide the dread in her voice. If this were just a > single hunter, she might take her chances with a quick fight, but if > Gniled hired all of these, she knew flight wasn't even possible as she > was certain with this many, she couldn't outrun them. > > > She could feel the scrutiny from those getting closer, but the one who > first startled her was glaring at her, 'Did she know either the captain > or his crew?' she tried to ignore the voice in her head. Maelorna chose > to err on the side of caution and lowered her gaze demurely. She fights > the urge to jump as one of them kneels down in front of her, obviously > ignoring the dagger in her hands, which either he considered her little > to no threat at all or didn't mean to harm her. She self-consciously > tries to pull the cloth of her winter cloak closer together, if only to > hide her collar, but fears they already spotted it, considering the > glare she was getting from the one female. > > > 'Come on Mae, if they find them, you have to explain, think of something > quick, even if you can't remember what happend' she ignores the voice > for now and immediately spots when the dwarf picks up her pack. She > scrambles to stand up, grateful for the tree helping her to maintain her > balance, glaring for a moment as her ruck sack is picked up, but more > alarmingly her crossbow! > > > With a well practiced tone, she calls over to the dwarf and gives a warm > inviting smile, "I can promise you, I have no monies or valuables in my > pack, just the tools of my." as she hesitates, loathe to call Gniled > anything, "owner, allowed." she looks at the dwarf, hoping her eyes > don't reflect the worry she felt as if they chose to rob her, she would > have little recourse "As for the crossbow, it was a gift, from a patron > that found my talents much to his liking" she smiles wistfully and puts > her hand up to her lips. The shout nearby stops her as she turns to look. > > > > _______________________________________________ > pnpgm mailing list > pnpgm@list.powersandperils.org > http://www.powersandperils.org/cgi-bin/mailman/listinfo/pnpgm > _______________________________________________ pnpgm mailing list pnpgm@list.powersandperils.org http://www.powersandperils.org/cgi-bin/mailman/listinfo/pnpgm