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<blockquote data-quote="pathfinderq1" data-source="post: 6411172" data-attributes="member: 48394"><p>Slender and graceful as one might expect from her half-elven heritage, Mina trotted light-footed along behind the wagon- she had tried riding on top of the piled goods for a day or two, but the small wagon was simply too crowded. More particularly, too crowded with dwarves, especially given that most of them seemed to be constantly grumbling- either to themselves, to one another, or simply too anyone nearby. She didn't speak their language (yet), and even trying to pronounce a word here and there made her throat ache. At least by having them riding up on the wagon, the stout fellows didn't slow the pace of their travel- and there was still enough room on the wagon for her heavy traveling pack; she only carried her bow in hand, a quiver of slender arrows on one hip, and her harpcase slung at her back. In the warmth of midday, she had pushed back the hood of her cloak as well, allowing her red-tinged golden hair to show like a banner, catching a stray sunbeam now and then through the canopy of trees above.</p><p></p><p>For now, she ambled along contentedly- the weather had been mostly good and the trail was no worse than some of the forest paths back home on the family estate. The trees were different this par north, though, and she kept testing her knowledge as they passed through the countryside, trying to name each unfamiliar specimen. She had only had to ask the druid one or two questions. Still, her glittering green eyes scanned the forest around them, more alert for new sights than for danger. </p><p></p><p>She had introduced herself to the others several days ago as "Mina of Silverbrook" and she didn't really think that any of them was likely to recognize the name of her family estate, not this far from Cormyr, but there wasn't much chance of hiding her heritage, either her elven blood or her status. Not when she used the tricks of magic to keep herself properly clean despite the rigors of travel, and not when she entertained the camp each night (except, perhaps, for the dwarves) with songs and tales in a number of languages. She had also managed to get the names of at least most of the group, and had scribbled them down on a spare piece of parchment- surely this expedition would be worthy of a ballad of their own...</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="pathfinderq1, post: 6411172, member: 48394"] Slender and graceful as one might expect from her half-elven heritage, Mina trotted light-footed along behind the wagon- she had tried riding on top of the piled goods for a day or two, but the small wagon was simply too crowded. More particularly, too crowded with dwarves, especially given that most of them seemed to be constantly grumbling- either to themselves, to one another, or simply too anyone nearby. She didn't speak their language (yet), and even trying to pronounce a word here and there made her throat ache. At least by having them riding up on the wagon, the stout fellows didn't slow the pace of their travel- and there was still enough room on the wagon for her heavy traveling pack; she only carried her bow in hand, a quiver of slender arrows on one hip, and her harpcase slung at her back. In the warmth of midday, she had pushed back the hood of her cloak as well, allowing her red-tinged golden hair to show like a banner, catching a stray sunbeam now and then through the canopy of trees above. For now, she ambled along contentedly- the weather had been mostly good and the trail was no worse than some of the forest paths back home on the family estate. The trees were different this par north, though, and she kept testing her knowledge as they passed through the countryside, trying to name each unfamiliar specimen. She had only had to ask the druid one or two questions. Still, her glittering green eyes scanned the forest around them, more alert for new sights than for danger. She had introduced herself to the others several days ago as "Mina of Silverbrook" and she didn't really think that any of them was likely to recognize the name of her family estate, not this far from Cormyr, but there wasn't much chance of hiding her heritage, either her elven blood or her status. Not when she used the tricks of magic to keep herself properly clean despite the rigors of travel, and not when she entertained the camp each night (except, perhaps, for the dwarves) with songs and tales in a number of languages. She had also managed to get the names of at least most of the group, and had scribbled them down on a spare piece of parchment- surely this expedition would be worthy of a ballad of their own... [/QUOTE]
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