Stacy
*It was that time again.*

*Livio made a decent living as a mercenary and hunter, enough to keep himself stable. However, he unwisely blew his money on drink and fun, leaving him very little money for actual, important food. He did have the fortune of not being entirely helpless though.*

*Livio had prepared his gear; a burnt orange cloak to match the season, tough trousers, an axe, a couple knives, hurlbats, and of course, his trusty crossbow. No magic for hunting animals though; he didn't want any frozen meat. He wrapped his large weapon in cloth, and prepared to head out into the woods to find something to eat.*
Scot
*Ildi, being on the wealthier side of things and more responsible with her spending, wouldn't have had an issue getting a few drinks in the area. She was there during a lull in her work, though, temporarily staying in a cabin in the woods.*

*By pure chance, Ildi stumbled upon a man who seemed fit for a hunt. What that meant was that she had been on her horse, riding through the forested area to give him some fresh air, when it suddenly reared upon almost trampling over the man. She quickly stopped him, stroking the summon's mane while looking down at the man. As she had never done anything remotely related to hunting, her first assumption was that he was another adventurer. Still, she greeted him from above with a bow, not yet leaving her steed as it puffed.*

"Good day to you! My apologies for startling you, are you alright?"
Stacy
*Out of all the things happening to him, Livio did not expect 'almost getting run over by a horse' to be a part of his day.*

*Quickly pivoting on one foot, he swept his cloak aside to reach for his axe, only to see that the rider was relatively harmless. The hunter soon returned to a relaxed state, taking off his hood to reveal his silver hair and smiling face.*

"Good day! Thanks for not running me over, I'm doing fine. What brings you out here?"

*A quick scan. The rider seemed to be an elf, thin yet not entirely weak. Well dressed for sure; not someone expected to be in the woods.*
Scot
*Ildi soon lowered herself down from her horse, and her summon disappeared a moment later. She had noticed him preparing to draw a weapon from within his coat but chose not to bring it up, so as not to accuse him. It was her fault, after all, yet she breathed a sigh of relief.*

*Her eyes and ears were both sharp, and her silver hair was well-groomed, or at least as neat as you could get with the conditions available. At the same time, she was indeed well-dressed, although the Silnarian wasn't wearing a ballgown or anything.*

"Of course, of course. My apologies for nearly running you down... I was giving my steed some air, and I also needed to get out. And you? Are you taking a quest?"
Stacy
*An eyebrow is raised as the horse disappeared into mana. A summon. Not that Livio was too surprised; he was a magic user himself, after all. Another quick scan of the elf revealed that she seemed to be just an inch taller (though his feathery hair somewhat made up for that) and much, much lighter.*

"Quest? If you consider not starving a quest. I'm going out for a hunt, just to get something to eat."

*Livio reached behind him and pulled out his crossbow, though not in a threatening position.*

"That's why I have this along with me. You're just riding out?"
Scot
*Ildi did take a moment to take a proper look at the man's appearance. She could tell she was a little taller, though it was hard to see by how much. They were obviously close in height. He easily had a lot more muscle compared to her, though that was normal when it came to men, especially adventurers. At the notion that he was going for a hunt, she tilted her head.*

"Oh, I see. I can't say I've ever had the privilege to go hunting. But you don't do it for sport? I suppose I haven't yet met someone who needs to hunt for food."

*As he inquired into what she was doing, she answered before introducing herself with a bow of her head, but nothing like a curtsey.* 

"That's right. Is that an issue? I would hope it won't scare away your meal. I'm Ildilyntra Biernat op Brynmor, a mercenary and doctor from Silnaria. What are you planning to hunt, may I ask?"

*Her first question seemed almost sarcastic and devoid of genuine concern, though her second was a bit more curious.*
Stacy
"Well, it's mostly for sport, or for a job. Sometimes there's something dangerous that needs to be taken care of. Just once in a while, when the jobs aren't as common, I'll have to resort to hunting for food. It's not bad though. It's fresh."

*Livio bowed slightly in response, his hand waving aside his cloak.*

"It shouldn't scare them too much. There's enough in the forest that I can be a little selective. I'm Livio Glace, hunter and mercenary as well, though from Mentia. Just anything, really. If nothing, maybe a rabbit or squirrel. I can probably take a deer or boar back to the butcher. A pheasant wouldn't be bad either though."

*The hunter looked up, rubbing his chin in thought.*
Scot
"Ah. So that's how it is, then. I'm glad to say, I've yet to encounter such a situation, and I mostly buy from markets or shops. Perhaps it would be useful to know, though..."

*She thought to herself for a moment, before focusing back on him as he spoke.*

"It's my pleasure to meet you, Livio Glace. I would hope you're right about it not scaring your prey off. How long can you make a deer or a boar last? A few days, perhaps?"

*As he rubbed his chin, she took the necklace from around her neck and held it, until her steel spear had materialized.*

"If it wouldn't be a bother, might you allow me to join you? Of course, I would need your guidance, but if I appear to be the reason you fail today, I would happily buy you a meal from where I'm lodging."
Stacy
"A deer or boar? Let's see, two ribs, a belly, flank... Probably close to 2 weeks, if I portion it right. They're pretty big animals."

*Livio's left foot shifted ever so slightly as he saw Ildilyntra's necklace suddenly turn into a full fledged weapon. Truly a fascinating item; perhaps he should get something similar. Lugging around a huge crossbow wasn't exactly convenient.*

"Hm?"

*On one hand, she __could__ mess up his hunt by being too loud. On the other hand, he would get food either way. __And__ he would get to be with a pretty elven lady.*

"Ah, sure thing. Do you throw the spear, or use it in melee?"