Deuce Traveler
Adventurer
OOC: It is late in the evening when you decide to rest.
Barok and you camp for the night, while Ulavree agrees to take the first watch. She picks the leaves and buds from different plants as you get settled in while humming an odd but somewhat familiar nursery rhyme. You can't make out the words, but it seems like something you have heard long before in your childhood. The two men sleep all night, Ulavree never waking you although when you become conscious once more you see her sitting and staring into the flames of the fire she kept going. You doubt she slept, but she doesn't seem any worse for it.
"The two of you snore, you know. Some tea before bedtime can sometimes help that," she chastises you in a motherly way, which is somewhat disturbing considering her current youthful appearance. "So when we reach the land of the elves what will you do? Simply ask them nicely for the cure? Have you wondered why they might actually have the cure and what is their connection to the disease?"
Barok and you camp for the night, while Ulavree agrees to take the first watch. She picks the leaves and buds from different plants as you get settled in while humming an odd but somewhat familiar nursery rhyme. You can't make out the words, but it seems like something you have heard long before in your childhood. The two men sleep all night, Ulavree never waking you although when you become conscious once more you see her sitting and staring into the flames of the fire she kept going. You doubt she slept, but she doesn't seem any worse for it.
"The two of you snore, you know. Some tea before bedtime can sometimes help that," she chastises you in a motherly way, which is somewhat disturbing considering her current youthful appearance. "So when we reach the land of the elves what will you do? Simply ask them nicely for the cure? Have you wondered why they might actually have the cure and what is their connection to the disease?"