Nemea Character Post<br/>Time of day beginning post: Noonish<br/>Time of day ending post: Noonish<br/>Location beginning post: Bold Bison Inn<br/>Location ending post: Bold Bison Inn<br/>Characters currently interacting with: Corann/Sol/any other in area<br/>GM Intervention Request\Required? No<br/><hr/><br/>Nemea's eyebrow shot up at the odd 'sound', and then noticed Corann looking around, trying to appear as innocent as possible. "I assure you both, it wasn't me," he said, shaking his head slightly with a serious look on his brow. He was unsure if such a gesture here would be part of local custom, or perhaps it was something that Corann's people practiced in particular. Whatever it was, he was fairly surprised that such a custom would include the sound of bells.<br/><br/>"Blood Elves," Nemea repeated after a moment. "Are they a danger to the area?" he asked, but he had a good idea what the answer was. Still, what he had read of that race might very well be different of said race here in this part of the world. He had to remind himself daily that not -every- single person of a given species is the same, or has the same morals or beliefs. "If they are a nuisance, then perhaps we... the three of us... should pay them a visit! Or do you think we might recruit further aid, more able swords and perhaps mages to accompany us on the road?" he asked, then glanced over to Solifria for her thoughts on the matter.<br/><br/>