<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/42/6f/e0/426fe0f4c609afcd615a4bf8385a5dcc.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Sariandi<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Throne Room<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Xane, Ura, Open<br/><strong>Content:</strong>A who to the what, now?<br/><hr/><hr/><br/>Sariandi felt a certain amount of surprise as some of the other adventurers in the room expressed what could only be described as distrust towards the King and his quest.<br/><br/><em>"He is a King!"</em>, she thought.<em>"A wise old King! All stories say Kings don't lie, what's wrong with them?"</em><br/><br/>She was as curious as she was excited about this quest and wouldn't think for a second that the King was hiding anything from them, underpaying them or taking advantage of their desperation, greed, or thirst for adventure. Still, she listened to what everyone had to say, hoping no one would upset the King.<br/><br/>Of particular interest to her was Xandross, the Dragonborn. He - she thought it was a 'he' - was a creature of a kind she had never seen before despite her travels. A towering, scaly creature, one someone could even call a monster, if it wasn't for his obvious civilized status. He had proper clothes and weapons on him, a speech that was in fact quite the opposite of what she'd expect from a monster or a savage. He even sounded<em>smart</em>. There was definitely more to him and Sariandi felt she had to learn more about him.<br/><br/>When Xane stepped forward and made his sale pitch to the King and to the other adventurers, she couldn't repress a smile. There was confidence in the merchant's speech and demeanor that she couldn't help admire.<br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=315463.msg15254051#msg15254051">Quote from: ZephySempai on 26-01-2020, 19:48:32</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"> <strong>"If there is anything you need, please see myself or my beautiful assistant,</strong> <strong>Sariandi</strong>, <strong>for any requests you might need."</strong> Knowing full well this was never once discussed with her prior, he prayed she wouldn't put up too much of a fuss. <strong>"And remember: If it can be purchased, it can be procured!"</strong><br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>Sariandi's almond-shaped, green eyes widened noticeably at that and she couldn't help but become flustered at her sudden promotion to assistant, not to mention the compliment, but she found all she could do was playing along.<br/><br/>"Wha- I mean, yes, of course!", and instantly took her book and her quill out of her satchel again, fumbling with them for a short while then securing them in her hands just in time for Ura to make her request, writing down what she had asked, letting Xane deal with money matters.<br/><br/>She raised an eyebrow slightly, high as they already were on her forehead, at the mention of divine magic harming Ura. There were few reasons she could think of why that would be, and none of them sounded good. Still, she wrote down the woman's requests and kept her doubts to herself for the time being.<br/><br/>"Healing potions not made with divine magic or blessed ingredients, got it. Bandages - good idea -, and herbal tea. Shouldn't be a problem."<br/><br/>It was risky to make promises on Xane's behalf while she didn't know how much money was in that purse, but she had at least a small idea of how common or uncommon medicinal herbs were. She was Elven, after all.