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Message: <blockquote data-quote="pathfinderq1" data-source="post: 6757849" data-attributes="member: 48394">Mina turne in Shen's direction, her eyes wide. "A real forest? I've read about them, even seen pictures... And they say the gardens of House Amalthea look and feel as if they were a true forest- but I'm sure that is simply their own grand rhetoric at work." She sighed, then shook her head. "Perhaps someday- if the sand goblins don't strip our bones," she laughed lightly."As to the other part, I hardly think so." Her light laughter cut off quickly, and her eyes narrowed. "For the first part, it is hardly necessary. The Guildmaster runs a tight ship, in more ways than one- I was checked before I was allowed to spend any length of time with him and his staff. For the second, it would be a fool's task..." She paused, and trilled a few notes, then waved her hand through a complicated gesture- then passsed her left palm across her right arm. A raised red splotch bloomed under her hand- and a heartbeat later it faded away. "And I would wager that I'm not the only one here who could do that, if it were needful. To say nothing of the wonders of cosmetics, which I learned before I learned my letters. And at third and last, such a boy's game of posturing does not serve to breed trust amongst one's companions.""As they said, we ought to be on our way, yes?"</blockquote>