"And what of you? It doesn't seem you were in the legions, though your accent marks you as a subject of the Imperium; when did you make your way to Daunton, and what was the occassion?"
"...Thanks, Balth. Oily indeed, but after all, he does keep the ledger. Those who count coins with such fervor are usually smarmy ones."
"My foster... parent... used to be able to conduct some sort of spell, though more lengthly than the usual ones, that allowed basic mental contact? Is that possible, it seemed like a spell though i could be wrong. Either way i was able to recieve and also send brief messages to him. In scouting ahead it proved exceptionally useful?"
Besides, from what I hear, this is not the sort of place to be caught alone. Not that I doubt your skills at stealth. Elves are, after all, the skulking sort. With this comment she winks at the three elves in general and lets out a short laugh. So, we head out now. Raiyek, have you garnered directions for our travel? If so we can decide a more concrete plan after getting to the general location. It is a good idea to scout ahead, but at the same time I think we can make use of the other inhabitants of Overgrowth. There should be at least a few cowardly sneaks we can smoke out and exchange some coin with for word on Hoofchew's lair. No one can avoid Lauto's justice for long, even if a group of heterodox adventurers bring that justice.
"Merenwen and I can scout ahead. I can be quiet if the need arises, and she seems to be less suited to close quarters than I am.
"Yes, Vashik is heading in the right direction." With a wink he adds, "It's not hard to find, I just thought it would be best to look like we knew where we were headed.""Meren will do fine, as for a companion then yes someone skilled in stealth but capable in melee would ease any combat situation i may encounter..." A ghostly smile dances across the elf's face. "Though things have gone wrong if we have been detected!"
After listening to Balth's story, Raiyek's suspicion begins to soften. The practicality in him begs him to still be careful, the elf's parents aspired for him to be in the Senate, after all, so he is certainly a citizen of the Imperium. However, Balth's voice is touched with true sorrow when he speaks of Torm and honesty when he asks if he leaves the world a better place. "That is truly another sorrowful tale. Are all adventurer's pasts so painful? It seems to me that most of this group has had at least some terrible sorrow in their past. To each of you that has suffered such a past, I'm deeply sorry," he says, turning to face the bulk of the group, his face showing his sympathy. "As Balth says, perhaps the gods will smile upon us and we will be able to help you each in some way."I escaped the Imperium and my parent's plans for me to serve in the Senate to find adventure and friendship...
Well we can all help me by filling my pockets with Lauto's gold. And worry not my tiny tin can, I will not get too far ahead. I am not accustomed to taking the brunt of an attack and do not plan on starting anytime soon.
With his caustic remarks hanging in the air, Vashik turns and continues moving. With a slight flick of his finger the sound of deep drums thundering in the distance begins to sound in time with his footfalls, and against all odds he smiles.