Henry
we yay. I'll respond in a moment
Scot
"That's quite a long time... But I suppose it'd be true. Would you cook it yourself, too? I assume so."

*Considering the circumstances under which Ildi had gotten her Rune of Morphing, it would be fairly possible Livio to get one of his own*

"Mm? It's a spear, not a javelin, so typically in melee. I'm not opposed to throwing it or using something else."

*She wasn't aware that he had those thoughts about her, but it was true, by all means. She looked forward to the opportunity to try something new like this, though.*
Stacy
"Well, animals can get quite big. Even a suckling pig can feed a whole family or two. I typically do, unless there's too much extra; then it goes to the butcher."

*Livio scratched his chin for a moment, then smiled.*

"There's a difference? Looks wieldy enough to throw for me. Regardless, about time we headed out, isn't it?"

*The hunter offered his hand, strong and tough, yet it didn't look anything like that of a melee combatant.*
Scot
"Mmm. So you sell some of your catch? In the end, I'm sure you're an experienced hunter."

*She gave a shrug. Really, there was no difference except for how it was used, at least she figured so.*

"Well, it's the same, but I don't use it for range is all. You're right, it's best we head out before it turns dark, I imagine?"

*She stared at his hand for a moment, before the well-dressed elf took it into her grasp and shook it. Despite being someone who presumably used a spear on a horse, her skin was soft and smooth, and her arm was rather thin.*
Stacy
"Of course, I have to make money somehow. Plus, what am I going to do with 50 buckskins?"

*Livio clasped his hand gently around Ildi's, seemingly surprised at how soft and smooth her skin was. For a melee mercenary, it was quite odd; perhaps deceptively delicate. He soon led her into the forest, still holding onto her hand.*

"You're right, darkness is when everything stops moving around. Makes them harder to track. Try not to step on any of the branches or fallen trees, that'll make too much noise. Moss is a good surface."

*The hunter wandered deeper and deeper into the forest, stopping constantly scanning the ground and his surroundings.*
Scot
"Right. Might hunting and collecting fur be your main trade, then?"

*Ildi cast her eyes down towards their joined hands. It had been some time since she had last been led like this, so she had expected it to be a handshake, which was slightly embarrassing. Still, she said nothing about having her hand held for as long as he kept walking.*

"I see... Moss? A good surface for what, exactly?"

*At the thought, she gave a disgusted look. Once the pair came to a stop, the lady let go of his hand and looked around carefully.*
Stacy
"Fur, not so much. Only if the opportunity arises. The elk aren't really hunted for fur; the hide is good for leather though."

*The hunter looked back and chuckled at the elf's disgusted face. Clearly, she wasn't used to the outdoors.*

"For stepping on. It's quite soft, and doesn't make much noise."

*Livio soon unslung his arbalest from his back, setting the foot down on the ground. Using both hands, neglecting to use a windlass, he pulled the string up to notch it, a bolt soon loaded.*

"We have something close by."
Scot
"Mmm, I see. Have you ever used any of it for anything else? I'm sure you could make good decor of some."

*Ildi, once a noble and generally someone who enjoyed studying, much preferred the indoors aside from more scenic and cleanse spaces.*

"Ah, I see... I'll watch my step, then."

*As Livio mentioned something close, though, she quieted down and readied her spear into a throwing grip, still firm and lowered.*

 "Mmm... How big?" *She asked in just a whisper.*