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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Bloodweaver1" data-source="post: 3409650" data-attributes="member: 31459">Caramip Ashhearth[sblock=Catching up]Your playing with some children, when you hear another small voice behind you, with an adult tone. "So this is what a gnome from the east is like, eh?"She gives the elder a warm smile as she pulls herself away from the children and sends them off to play another game. She watches the children run off safely through the streets of the besieged town before returning her attention to elder. With a pleasing tone and still with a smile she says, “More or less.”You turn and see Phly Loughphray behind you, a gnomish noble and ambassador to the Dorinthians. You hear that he was away from the main defenses during the fighting and saved himself, some other gnomish delegates, and a number of Dorinthians by using the illusions that he was known to be an expert with.He continues. "Cal wanted to have you see him when you get the first opportunity, but I thought I would come by and have a chat first. Tell me, what is it like to work so close with humans as you do? I heard your lands were taken over by the Imperials, but now you seem to have a working relationship with them. If I tread on soft tunnel earth, please let me know."“Gnomes were not the only ones to call a lot of those villages home.” She says as she politely waves off the elder’s tender footing. “In those villages,” she continues” “Many of us shared neighbors not only with our race but with Humans, Half-Elves, Halflings and dwarves.” As the conversation grows she finishes collecting her things and then begins to walk with Elder to Cal’s meeting. “Or should I say we use too.” She says before going silent. As eyes drift down a nearby alley way her smile slowly fades away. Quickly she turns her attention away from the alley way is if it some horrible beast hiding in it and looks back towards the Elder. Instantly her smile returns and she continues her tale. “My family where town-historians and during the times before the invasion it was I, the oldest in my family, who inherited the family business.” She gives a small laugh as her mind continues to drift back in time to that of her family. “Back then, my younger brothers and sisters always did seem to have easier than I.”[/sblock] NowThe enemy of my enemy is my friend. She thinks to herself as she listens to the Elven’s plans. As everyone offers their opinion on what is to be done, she patiently waits for a lull in the conversation before sharing her thoughts on the matter. “I am no tactician nor wish to be, however my concerns are for the ones not in this room but for those defending their families and for those yet to be born.” She pauses, just for a second as she lets her words sink in to those who are listening. “It is plain to see,” She continues, “That both nations, Elven and Dorinthian, will benefit from the success of your plan Senator. Though the real question still remains. If successful, what will become of the relationship between these two nations? Will an alliance of old be reborn such as it was generations ago or is this simply another tale like that of the Great Tearht Downfall?” She pauses for a second time before continuing. “Alliances and more importantly friendships are hard work and often require sacrifice on both sides. If both nations are willing to spill blood together should they not be able to live peacefully amongst each other?”</blockquote>

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