<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=219273.msg10814746#msg10814746">Quote from: Verasaille on 20-12-2014, 05:59:10</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"I think this one will do me a bit better. At least it may fit, though I will just wear it over the old one." She slips the looser robe over her head and picks up a length of cording and ties a belt around her waist. "I think I will explore the Western opening, it looks intriguing. Who is going with me?"<br/><br/>She looks around and smiles at all of them. "Well, Is anyone going to try the East side then?" Her eyes travel over Katul and then Mikka. Nym now has clothing on and she grins at him. "Feeling better now you have clothing?"<br/><br/>The orc gets a once over as well as the lizard. "We are quite the mixed lot, aren't we? I wonder if any of us have anything in common? Does anyone remember anything from their past?"<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>The copper haired elf offered Rose a rueful chuckle and nodded.  “This isn't exactly the sort of place one wants to relax, right?” he replied to her comment on him feeling better with clothing on.<br/><br/>“Last thing I remember, I was at home taking some rest.  I have a nice house up in the boughs of a maple, not far from a clean spring.  Some woodlarks nest on the other side of the tee.  I was listening to them sing to their hatchlings as I slipped into the reverie.”<br/><br/>He graciously accepted the meal as it came out, eating carefully with an understanding that he wasn't sure when they'd be able to renew their supplies.  He ate fully of the stew, but packed away two of the pancakes for later.  “I'll take a look to the east.  Anyone care to come?”<br/><br/>He frowned a little at the thought of scratching marks in a cave—even one clearly already heavily worked.  “I suppose,” he shook his head.  “I don’t like the idea, though.  Whatever else lives down here will be able to follow those marks just as surely as we can, but I don't have any better ideas.  If we were in the woods I could show you how to make signs that don’t harm the plants.”<br/><br/>Before heading to the east, Nym Liam's butterscotch eyes studied the image fo the dragon that had been pointed out earlier.  “Dragons are no myth,” he told the orc girl.  “Xanja, right?  My homeland was terrorized by one when my father was a young man, a mere three centuries ago.  He doesn't believe they've all died out.  He said that some of the great wyrms will find ancient hordes in the depths of the earth and nap for several mortal generations at a time.”