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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Kobold Stew" data-source="post: 9033233" data-attributes="member: 23484">"Thank you," says Corse. "That means a lot. I remember him." It's a simple satement, but it's meant sincerely. Now isn't the time to talk about how he was lost, or to offer false hopes. Corse knows that surviving so long on one's own is possible, but unlikely. It's clear Alma Osteergard is someone she can work with. [ooc]Alma startles as a cat suddenly shifts and grows, taking the form of a goblin. She rounds on him and stares, wide-eyed, a hand lifted, ready to cast. She makes a note to be more on her guard in this town. Too many things aren't as they seem. She hesitates. But like reciting a script says, ''Hello...my name is Alma Osteergard. I don't know their names,'' she tilts her head towards Logrim and Zeth. ''It's rude to eavesdrop on others' conversations.''[/ooc]And there was Aric. The shifting goblin. He was a survivor, and would be helpful on the trails. "We've all been eavesdropping, I'm afraid," says Corse, trying to deflect blame away from the shifter. Easier to take blame herself.  "This is news in the Ten Towns, and it will attract attention. But this one, though a trickster with big ears, is trustworthy, and I'll feel safer travelling with him." She looks at the crowd. She turns to Aric, "I am sorry for your loss. Morin was a survivor, and I hadn't heard that he was among the lost. Many are disappearing. This situation will continue until it is stopped."</blockquote>

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