The Four Lands - Southern Operatives

Nijel "Bulldog" Bladesong, AC20/FF20/T10 HP62/62 +11to hit,+5 dam; F+9,R+3,W+6

Nijel knows that his Carinwalking friend is merely joking, but he still quickly produces needle and thread from the case attached to the bottom of his backpack, and in no time has whipstitched the worst tears closed somewhat. (If not the most professional job, it should at least hold for the moment until more extensive repairs can be done.)

"You might well be surprised what all I learned from my daughter-less mother!" ;)
 

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Nijel "Bulldog" Bladesong, AC20/FF20/T10 HP62/62 +11to hit,+5 dam; F+9,R+3,W+6

Nijel blushes deeply at Aidan's comment. "Alas, yes, I fear that my loving brother is correct. He, on the other hand was able to craft very vivid embroidered images of all manner of wildlife! They even looked real enough that you thought they would prance right off the garment! And his doilies, let me tell you!!!"
 
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Roak can only laugh at his companion's antics. "Well done, Nijel. If you ever tired of warcraft, I know an old seamstress in Fenwick Town that is in constant need of skilled apprentices!"
 

Nijel "Bulldog" Bladesong, AC20/FF20/T10 HP62/62 +11to hit,+5 dam; F+9,R+3,W+6

"Aye, Roak, 'tis not the first time during this long and bloody war that I have considered that. Could I but lay aside my duties to our King and the Light I might well do so in a second, so weary am I of death and pain!" Nijel has once again become all too serious, so he strives to restore the joviality of the mood. "But enough of such talk! Did you hear the one about the blind Druid?"
 

Roak shakes his head as he begins to dress himself in his now mended clothing. "Nay, I've not heard that one. Pray tell..."
 

Nijel "Bulldog" Bladesong, AC20/FF20/T10 HP62/62 +11to hit,+5 dam; F+9,R+3,W+6

Nijel begins, "Well, you see, there was this blind Druid traveling through the forest of these Dryads...." Then, Nijel looks up and sees Kat and blushes furiously. :o "....nevermind!"
 



Katherine Brightlaw

Kat glances up from her bowl of stew long enough to favor Nijel with one of her most dazzling smiles.

"Don't stop on my account, my friend! I've never considered myself a proper Lady, and since my thrice cursed Uncle gave me the boot no one else has considered me a Lady of any sort!
 

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