<div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/LeXUKip.jpg?1)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Moric<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Just Outside Markarth<br/><strong>Time:</strong>Dark<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Iljana, Open<br/><hr/>When the statuesque Elf approached, Moric stepped back a few strides. It wasn't out of caution, no just the way the lady carried herself. It was obvious to someone skilled in reading body language that she could handle the woman's wounds far better then he could. He had a pack full of bandages and medicinal herbs to dull pain and increase healing. If his gauge was correct, this elf had the gift of healing magic; and if that was the case his meager skills would just get in the way. So he stood a fair distance apart from them, smiling with amusement as the Warrior Woman made her barrage of questions.<br/><br/>Most wood elves were quite chatty, this lass managed to surprise him though. She seemed almost distant, even as the Nord accepted her aid and she produced the soft glow of her healing touch. Moric had seen the magic plenty enough times to know it was cast quite skillfully, but still that elsewhere act kept up in the Elf. It was a curiosity, and while he wanted to press her concerning it, he held off his wandering mind. He didn't know any of them well enough to badger them with his eccentricities, so for now he'd keep them at bay. For now.<br/><br/><strong>"No, I'm fine. Just a few bruises, and a torn shirt."</strong>Moric answered the Elf in a pleasant tone. It was around that point the tall Nord Man spoke, announcing his ideas for a plan and what he needed to do. The Bard just nodded to the words, tilting his head.<strong>"We can camp here if the lot of you prefer it. It'd give him time for the horse, but back that way is crowded by more then a few Forsworn. I'd be happy to accompany you if you'd like."</strong>He offered the help, but when considering the pairs existing hesitance,it really didn't seem likely he'd accept. He had to make the offer though, it was part of his code.<br/><br/><strong>"Regardless, I'm not much for caring. The City is just a stone's throw from here in comparison to how far I've traveled as is. A nice fire and sleep sounds equally agreeable, though."</strong>He said as he fished a single piece of dried meat from his pack, and chewing on it lightly. He offered a few to the others after the breach in manners caught up to him. He hadn't expected to find company on the road this far north, but he wouldn't reject other intelligent creatures to speak with. After all, his conversations with the rocks and random animals were beginning to turn rather one sided.