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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Artur Hawkwing" data-source="post: 5883075" data-attributes="member: 50177">[sblock=A/E]Audra does her best to keep up, but even her nimbleness training among the Order proves to be no match for the knowledge of the layout and the shorter turning radius of the Captain. Audra tries to ignore the occasional wineskin or barrel of ale that catches her eye, thinking that perhaps later she'll ask where some of them are destined in case she might can follow them and partake. All such thoughts are set aside by the odd square with the cloth, and the evidence of crew presence. This causes her to quirk an eyebrow, in wonder at the sight or at the sanity of the crew yet to be decided. She gives a questioning glance to the Summoner before turning back and watching the whooshing of the coverlet from the cage revealing its constrained contents. Audra isn't quite able to control her reaction, a step back taking place before she can steel herself. The white scales make Audra fight off an involuntary shiver, the feeling the temperature has dropped several degrees a trick of her mind. She eyes the two creatures, looking for any obvious sign of mistreatment or grievous injury. She very smartly keeps her distance, her mind turning over a dozen stories or more she has heard of all manner of creatures.I hope these aren't meant to be kept as pets. They don't look exactly happy.She comments as she squats down, keeping her distance, but scanning the pair curiously.[ooc]Going to make two rolls. Know-History to see if any stories she has told might click with what these two look like, in a general sense at least. Perception for looking them over for signs of mistreatment and anything odd...not that she'd have a total understanding of what might qualify for odd in this case...but best guess.[/ooc][/sblock]</blockquote>

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