"Oh, I don't think she's odd....Just a bit unsure of everyone,"Vesper said, turning to watch Brynn retreat, smiling softly to herself.<span style="font-style: italic">I'll win you over yet,</span>she thought before turning that bright smile towards Ragnar again. Her other hand came up to clasp over his, "Pleasure's all mine. You know I've heard a bit about you. Wanted to talk with you, but you're always out on some mission,"she said, pulling her hands back.<br/><br/>"I also seem to just miss you,"Vesper chuckled, putting her hands behind her back. " But now I get the chance, so I hope you and I can get along," behind her a few couriers finished loading on the last of the supplies to a wagon. Vesper's ears twitched at the sound of a loud whistle, and turned towards Finny, who was standing next to Lord Briarwood by the front entrance. immediately, Vesper noticed how...impatient the lord looked. They had so much time to get to the dwarven city. Why was he so antsy?<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">That's rather odd...</span>Her eyes studied the man more, trying to read him, but she couldn't get anything.<span style="font-style: italic">Perhaps he's nervous about the travel?</span>She shook out of her thoughts when Finny called for her, as well as Brynn and Ragnar.<br/><br/>"Lord Briarwood, these three will be with you every step of the way. If you have any questions feel free to ask them. Vesper here can handle any cuts or bruises, but anything more serious and you'll need our mage," with that he turned, and called  out"Merlin!" to gain his attention. A sigh left the mages lips as he walked over, stopping at Vesper's side, and leaning against her a bit.<br/><br/>"What you want,"he waited expectantly, Finny trying hard to keep appearances. "Merlin here is our resident mage. If you have anything that needs magic,<span style="font-style: italic">please</span>feel free to annoy him...any time. I warn you though, he's got a short temper,"<br/><br/>Lord Briarwood chuckled, eyeing the short half-elf and nodded "I can see that, well I feel safer already. Now is everything set for us to leave," the man looked over towards the wagon.<br/><br/>"All set, my Lord, we have a horse here for you to ride, I'll lead you to the stables. You lot, saddle up," Finny called back towards them as he lead the gentleman off. Once out of ear shot Merlin snorted, and turned to Vesper. "He calls me for anything unimportant, i'm turning him into a bloody frog. Would make yours, and my job easier,"<br/><br/>"Merlin, the last time you did that, Kerrek threatened to cut your pay indefinitely. Willing to risk it,"she asked, putting her hands on her hips. The mage nodded, and smiled."Oh, for him? Definitely. I mean, it's not like he'll be stuck like that forever...just an hour or two,"He smirked to himself, earning a tug on his ear from Vesper.<br/><br/>"No. Bad, Merlin,"she scolded, ignoring his hands swatting at her.<br/><br/>"Fine, jeeze. I won't turn pompous Lord what's-his-face into a frog. Happy,<span style="font-style: italic">mother</span>,"he asked, making her laugh. Once her giggle fit was done, she turned to Ragnar, and Brynn, motioning for Merlin to be nice and behave. "Come on, lets get our horses,"