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<blockquote data-quote="grufflehead" data-source="post: 5046593" data-attributes="member: 35977"><p>Helena carefully removed a small muslin bag of leaves from one of the pouches about her waist, dropped it into one of the clay cups and filled it to the brim with boiling water. Handing it to the half-elf she said:</p><p></p><p><span style="color: Yellow">'Here you go Master Velastri. I find Twillroot tea to be most soothing without causing drowsiness'.</span></p><p></p><p>Her first impression of the young hunter was that, like her, something beyond money had brought him to the group. His slightly abrupt introduction had spoken of a man more used to his own company than that of a large crowd, and she knew from experience how the confines of a city could slowly, yet inexorably, dampen the joy that seemed to permeate those in whose veins fey blood flowed. Perhaps his bond with nature was somehow maintained through the presence of the raven which she had seen alight on his arm when he had taken a stroll through the courtyard on the first day</p><p></p><p>But beyond the brusque outer shell there were deeper emotions, and she had yet to learn what it was that drove him to be here, made him check and re-check the magnificent bow that was never more than an arm-length from him, his eyes almost catlike as he reacted to the scrape of a chair, a soft cough or a footfall. Was that a prayer he recited softly, or a dedication to a loved one far away? </p><p></p><p>'Or perhaps' she thought 'he's as nervous as you are, which given how young he looks would be understandable'. </p><p></p><p>Resolving to try and draw him closer to the heart of the group, she first served tea to Airard. Now *there* was an interesting one. Where the half-elf was stiff and a little distant, the halfling was urbane and mixed easily with the others. Despite his diminutive stature he bore himself confidently and it had been no surprise to learn that he was a teacher (of what he hadn't been overly specific!); he had already proved himself to be a pleasant and courteous companion these last two nights, but Helena didn't doubt that there was also much more to him than outward appearances suggested. The only obvious trait the two shared was the fluidity of their movement, a pair of dancers among some of their more heavy footed companions!</p><p></p><p>Once she had attended to the others who requested it, Helena drew a chair from the side of the room and brought it beside the archer. From what little she had ascertained of the capabilities of some of the other members of the band, several of them could help her with a task she had in mind for the evening. With the small advance she had been given by the Magistrate, she had had the scholar make copies of a text detailing instances of the apparent creation of spectres at the site of the graves of those who had suffered sudden, violent deaths. A passage had caught her eye on a cursory reading, but the text quoted a source in Elvish, which had left her temporarily at a loss. Who better to help her unravel its mysteries?</p><p></p><p>Taking a sip from her own comfrey and burdock brew, she removed several sheets of parchment from the satchel she had brought with her and unrolled them on the table.</p><p></p><p><span style="color: Yellow">'If we are to have another night like the last two, I wonder if I might beg your indulgence, young sir? I'm afraid I have, sadly, never grasped the tongue of your forebears; could you explain a little about the writings in these notes?'</span></p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="grufflehead, post: 5046593, member: 35977"] Helena carefully removed a small muslin bag of leaves from one of the pouches about her waist, dropped it into one of the clay cups and filled it to the brim with boiling water. Handing it to the half-elf she said: [COLOR=Yellow]'Here you go Master Velastri. I find Twillroot tea to be most soothing without causing drowsiness'.[/COLOR] Her first impression of the young hunter was that, like her, something beyond money had brought him to the group. His slightly abrupt introduction had spoken of a man more used to his own company than that of a large crowd, and she knew from experience how the confines of a city could slowly, yet inexorably, dampen the joy that seemed to permeate those in whose veins fey blood flowed. Perhaps his bond with nature was somehow maintained through the presence of the raven which she had seen alight on his arm when he had taken a stroll through the courtyard on the first day But beyond the brusque outer shell there were deeper emotions, and she had yet to learn what it was that drove him to be here, made him check and re-check the magnificent bow that was never more than an arm-length from him, his eyes almost catlike as he reacted to the scrape of a chair, a soft cough or a footfall. Was that a prayer he recited softly, or a dedication to a loved one far away? 'Or perhaps' she thought 'he's as nervous as you are, which given how young he looks would be understandable'. Resolving to try and draw him closer to the heart of the group, she first served tea to Airard. Now *there* was an interesting one. Where the half-elf was stiff and a little distant, the halfling was urbane and mixed easily with the others. Despite his diminutive stature he bore himself confidently and it had been no surprise to learn that he was a teacher (of what he hadn't been overly specific!); he had already proved himself to be a pleasant and courteous companion these last two nights, but Helena didn't doubt that there was also much more to him than outward appearances suggested. The only obvious trait the two shared was the fluidity of their movement, a pair of dancers among some of their more heavy footed companions! Once she had attended to the others who requested it, Helena drew a chair from the side of the room and brought it beside the archer. From what little she had ascertained of the capabilities of some of the other members of the band, several of them could help her with a task she had in mind for the evening. With the small advance she had been given by the Magistrate, she had had the scholar make copies of a text detailing instances of the apparent creation of spectres at the site of the graves of those who had suffered sudden, violent deaths. A passage had caught her eye on a cursory reading, but the text quoted a source in Elvish, which had left her temporarily at a loss. Who better to help her unravel its mysteries? Taking a sip from her own comfrey and burdock brew, she removed several sheets of parchment from the satchel she had brought with her and unrolled them on the table. [COLOR=Yellow]'If we are to have another night like the last two, I wonder if I might beg your indulgence, young sir? I'm afraid I have, sadly, never grasped the tongue of your forebears; could you explain a little about the writings in these notes?'[/COLOR] [/QUOTE]
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