<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/4dmnbv7.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Evelyn<br/><strong>Stats:</strong><strong>HP:</strong>10 / 10<strong>AC:</strong>15 (T: 13, FF: 12)<br/><strong>Active Effects:</strong><br/><strong>Situation:</strong>Scouting, Planning<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Enlil, Sabri, NPCs<br/><br/><hr/><br/>The headstrong girl was annoyed at Enlil. Mostly for his good ideas that she hadn't even considered, but also she could tell he still viewed her as a little girl and not the equally capable adventurer her was. Sure, she wasn't as strong and likely couldn't hold her own in a fight. But she had other skills and she was determined to prove it.<br/><br/><strong>"Alright. You see if you can fortify the village. I'll see if I can find out where the goblins might be hiding or find any evidence of the raiding party."</strong><br/><br/>While Enlil was no doubt trying to figure out how to defend the city from an attack--something she felt infeasible--and hopefully planning how they'd pass the night, Evelyn made herself useful in other ways; or at least she tried to. Perhaps it was her pride; or perhaps she genuinely thought that attacking the problem directly rather than waiting for the problem to come to them was the better course of action. She spoke with some of the other women, learning their stories. Sympathizing with them as much as she could at all the trouble they've faced and the losses they feel. She asked them if they had any information.<br/><br/>They seemed quite certain to Evelyn that they knew the location of the goblins. They pointed her in the direction the villages raiding party had set out. Evelyn considered informing Enlil of her plans, but feared he might stop her. She decided just to go out and take a look around. She'd be careful, sneaky, and wouldn't stray too far; wanting to ensure she was always within running distance of the village should she be attacked.<br/><br/>After venturing out a little, and looking off in the distance, she did notice what looked like a mine carved into the side of a mountain. Knowing at least something of the nature of goblins from all the stories she's heard, she determined that was a likely place for them to hole up in. Quite pleased with herself and her findings, she returned; true to her word by supper. Well, at least part way through the supper. Most people had finished eating and were enjoying sitting around and listening to Sabri tell stories and sing songs. Evelyn smiled as she crept quietly back into the feast hall and filled up her plate; she loved Sabri's stories and songs. It was one of her favorite things to do in the evenings; listen to her friend regale stories from all over the lands--real and made up.<br/><br/>She especially loved the embellished stories that Sabri told of some of their own adventures together; when they were nearly caught, or pulled off quite the take, or met an interesting fellow. Her plate filled up, she quietly crept over to where Enlil sat and whispered softly,<strong>"I think I found where the goblins may be hiding. There's an in-cropping in the mountain several miles to the east. Looks like an old mine of some sort."</strong>She adds more sullenly, like she doesn't want to break the news to everyone,<strong>"No sign of the rescue party. But I'm not exactly a tracker, so I wasn't sure what to look for. So maybe there's still hope?"</strong>She asked dubious of the possibility, but hoping that Enlil would assure her there is hope that the rescue party may still be alive. If he thinks it's possible, then maybe it is; but Evelyn certainly doesn't believe they could have survived.<em>But, maybe the fact that she didn't see any sign of battle either might mean they did in fact survive--anything is possible, right?</em><br/><br/><strong>"What should we do?"</strong>She asked Enlil, who she considered the leader of their little band. She had some ideas of her own; sleeping for a few hours and sneaking out to the mine, or perhaps spending the night in the village setting up watches, or perhaps sleeping outside the village on their own--so they'd be aware of an attack on the village, but wouldn't be in the midst of it if one came and could perhaps catch the gobblins unawares.<br/><br/>But in this case, she would set aside her pride and listen to whatever Enlil thought best. Her question asked, she turned back to enjoy Sabri's last few songs before the little band gathered once more to discuss the evening's plans.