<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/gs1FVoC.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Kashi Acatrinei (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=347305.msg16352420#msg16352420)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Expedition Camp - Mess Tent<br/><strong>Warnings:</strong><br/><strong>Open/Closed:</strong>Open<br/><strong>Direct Interaction Tags:</strong>Amelie Van Alt<br/><strong>Mentioned Tags:</strong>Kael, Cecil<br/><strong>Actions Taken:</strong>Inviting herself<br/><hr/><br/><strong>"No plans to play hero?"</strong><br/><br/>Like a hammer, nothing drew Kashi's attention like a nail sticking out from the board. At that moment, it was Amelie, and by the time she'd sat herself down across from the barbarian, the table had two nails that deserved a good beating. Weird attracted weird, though, the delicate eloquence of a con artist and the brutal truth of a beast, Kashi couldn't help but expect, their table was far too strange for most to seek out.<br/><br/>Barely having slipped by the commotion, she planted her bowl and tankard on the table, making it obvious she wasn't making a passing comment. Kashi on her part wanted no part - All expeditions started like this, she felt. Cabin fever, for some seasickness, and boredom, rarely fueled anything good. On her part, she was just happy to have free meal and drink. Little tasted as good as something free. Sure, the ale might've been of the blander variety, but not having paid a penny, it might as well be what the gods drank.<br/><br/>In her eyes at least.<br/>To most, it was just lukewarm piss. The differentiating factor of the expedition, it seemed, was that a lot more... Fancy people, were partaking. Most expeditions she'd taken part of in the past, the range was from shady to obvious criminal, she placed firmly on the shady side. Not that she saw it herself, she considered herself pretty upstanding her upbringing considered, not that most would agree. At least she wasn't a thief, those sticky-fingered were usually the first to go, she'd come to learn. An expedition crew with some more affluent members had its benefits though - For one, she didn't have to shield her modest belongings in the rain, she'd been blessed enough to... Find someone with a title and a good heart to let her seek shelter like the freeloader she was.<br/><br/>Despite her outfit being more than mere rags, Kashi ate like a commoner, someone used to eat with their hands. The pincher-like grip on the bread was enough to tell as much.<br/><br/><strong>"Mmmh... Probably wise, no reason to paint a target on your back."</strong>It wasn't uncommon to hear stories like that, parties who completed their quest having a questionable death or two before the journey met its end. She took a moment to give the barbarian's outfit a once-over, enough to get an idea of who she was sitting in front of.<strong>"Quality buckles, proper leatherwork, artisanal metalwork... Something tells me you're in it for more than a quick payday?"</strong>