<blockquote><div><cite>Vincent wrote:</cite>"Y'mean that shiftin' tribe what wonders about t'plains'n'th'like? Eh...Dunno 'bout that lot...been some stories'n'th'like about those shiftin' types, makin' folks dissappear real quick..." He gives Sherani an apologetic look, smiling faintly beneath his bushy, white moustache "Er...course, I dun' mean a bit'o'offence t'you, young lady. YOU are most certainly welcome 'round here anytime."</div></blockquote><br/>"Ah, 'sokay." Sherani tries to maintain a neutral expression, but if Vincent's eye is keen enough, he might notice the upset look that covers her face for a moment- not angry, just... disappointed. It's not that Vincent's fears are unfounded- there are plenty of reasons to keep one's guard up around the shifter tribes; even her parents would've agreed to that. But her parents' warnings always had to do with the mood of the forest: seasons, food supplies, tribal politics... never just "those shiftin' types."<br/><br/>Every human she's met has judged her as "Sherani the savage" or "Sherani the exception." Just once, she's like to meet a human who sees her as "Sherani Hara, person..."<br/><br/><div style="padding: 3px; background-color: #FFFFFF; border: 1px solid #d8d8d8; font-size: 1em;"><div style="text-transform: uppercase; border-bottom: 1px solid #CCCCCC; margin-bottom: 3px; font-size: 0.8em; font-weight: bold; display: block;"><span onclick="if (this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display != '') {  this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = ''; this.innerHTML = '&lt;b&gt;Spoiler: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href=\'#\' onClick=\'return false;\'&gt;hide&lt;/a&gt;'; } else { this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = 'none'; this.innerHTML = '&lt;b&gt;Spoiler: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href=\'#\' onClick=\'return false;\'&gt;show&lt;/a&gt;'; }"><b>Spoiler: </b><a href="#" onclick="return false;">show</a></span></div><div class="quotecontent"><div style="display: none;">Knowledge (local) 1d20 (19) + 0 = 19, failure<br/><br/>(Couldn't have exceeded 10 anyway, since I have no ranks  <img alt=":P" src="./images/smilies/icon_razz.gif" title="Razz"/>   Ah, well...)</div></div></div><br/>Sherani does her best to remember something, anything else useful about the Hevex, but comes up short; the best she can manage is the birthdays of a couple of Hevex friends (both half a year from now).<br/><br/><blockquote><div><cite>Ureck wrote:</cite>"That squirrel... Her name is Zoe. I recognize her as one of their agents. She doesn't look like much, but she is a powerful magician and a potent predator. The Grangers use her as a hitman of sorts, to get rid of people causing problems... most likely me... And know that she knows you're all working with me, we'll really have to watch out for her."</div></blockquote><br/><blockquote><div><cite>Ureck wrote:</cite>"With all the people we have to deal with here, heading out of town does sound like a good idea. Talia has her hands full already with all the incidents going around town, and I think the Grangers would be hard-pressed to send their agents into such dangerous territory. And if we have help from that other tribe, the Hevex, right? We might be able to make this work..."</div></blockquote><br/>Sherani stares incredulously at Ureck for a moment. "That's squirrel's... a<span style="font-style: italic">pred?</span>" She almosts bursts out laughing, until she realizes the collie-boy is serious.<br/><br/>"Well, what're we waitin' for?" she asks. "I dunno about you guys, but I'm gettin' tired of havin' everyone breathin' down our necks. The sooner we can get back to some decent wilderness, the better!"