<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/xVOh4uv.png)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Aloisa Kriechjagd<br/><strong>Location: </strong>Island Docks<br/><strong>Wearing: </strong>Leather armor and Winter clothing, explorers Pack<br/><strong>Content: </strong>Wary and cold<br/><strong>Tagging: </strong>The Party<br/><hr/><br/>Aloisa watched the treatment with a careful eye until she sees Danea relax and ease. She nods taking her flask an excuses herself to barter with the merchants and sailors around for a nice pouch of coins she quickly trades away for equipment, sighing as she walks back to the group with her bundle carried along, "I managed to get everybody a change of clothes, a blanket, and some other supplies.." she smiles weakly to the rest of the Charolette survivors distributing out clothing and other supplies to them, "I have some coins leftover if anybody can think of anything else we need, or need some equipment.."<br/><br/>She listens carefully to the others, a friendly hand on Zoe's back giving it a soft rub as she explains the happenings, then Sage, Michelle, and Margaret, drapping blankets over them and passing them their cloths. "I... Dont think we should seperate just yet... I am sure there is No safety with the ship, the Captain seems she might hold a grudge even if it wasnt us that provoked the fight, just by having been with. At the least the sailors of the ship seem to hold a great grudge against us as well... Staying here would likely be dangerous. And i agree with Mlle Margaret, the doctors... Mercies seem anything but. She... Strikes me as just mad, and i dont think we should go with her unprepared, even if just from whatever threats the wilds hold. We should remain together... But if any wish to go their own way... We cant force you to stay.. But please reconsider.."<br/><br/>She looks to the others, then turns to Medb and Faelyn, "And if you are willing to help... Anything is greatly appreciated, though my coffers run a bit light now." she smiled weakly and jingled the pouch of coins, pausing as she considers Faelyn, a small smile curling her lips further as she begins to speak in of all things Elvish... Very rough, badly accented, and basic Elvish, "<Though, If you are interested in stories... I remember some my Grandfather told me when i was younger, he claimed to have been an Outsider from Beyond the Mists..>"