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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Shayuri" data-source="post: 4986470" data-attributes="member: 4936">Voyage to the barbarians.Aridha's ears pricked at that overheard snatch of conversation, and she looked casually over to see who had uttered it. It was a blessing she had heard it, with all the conversations buzzing in the room. Aridha had little love for human towns in general and for human taverns in particular. They were crowded in every sense of the word. Crowded with a press of people that blocked all lines of sight and jostled and groped as she passed. Crowded with noise loud enough to seem like a living thing unto itself, that screamed with profanity and laughter and looped overhead. Crowded with the thick smells of meat and fat and fire; of unwashed bodies and leather and metal.She watched the dwarf and his drinking partner for a moment, then returned her gaze to the vista out the window. The lights of lanterns on poles through the streets, and the twilight-shrouded figures that wove their way between them on business or pleasure. And behind it all, the dancing madness of the witchlights. Her skin crawled even as she had to acknowledge their uncanny, unnatural splendor.But she was just putting it off now...and there wasn't time.Sourly the elf got to her feet; an incongruous figure even in this cosmopolitan environment. Slimly built, in the manner of her people, with skin slightly darkened by the sun and wearing hides too rough to be called 'leather' with any honesty...much of it still had fur on the outside; brown of bear, grey of wolf, dun of rabbit. The garb, both clothing and armor, had a patchwork look to it. Slightly longer on her left arm than her right, leaving her legs bare from the knees down, and here and there exposing a swatch of her own elven hide; a bit of shoulder, a glimpse of belly. From her hip dangled a quiver of rolled leather secured by a bone loop, full of arrows. From behind her shoulder jutted the curve of a bow. That, and a few pouches seemed to be all she had...perhaps all she had need for.Vatan found his conversation muscled in on, as Aridha responded to the words he'd never intended for her to hear."The barbarians. Do you mean the subjects of King Lolgoff?"</blockquote>

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