<div class="floatleft">(http://www.infinitelibraries.com/images/Elli/Eztli.jpg)</div>Eztli'eyal<br/>Location: Kirborg, Keep<br/>Date / Time: Mar. 16, early afternoon.<br/>Tagging: GM/NPCs, Mialla<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><hr/><br/>"Distance, with the ground as wet as it is, is probably about what I can expect." Eztli'eyal murmurs, before the soft lilting whistle intrudes on his senses and his ears twitch upward, one of them twitching about until he has pinpointed the noise. He considers the source - and the tune, he'd swear he's heard that before - then nods slightly. Another one ..? Her ladyship has a sister, maybe? He keeps most of his attention on Ulfgar, though, lips moving as he silently repeats the directions. And if he's not completely mistaken, that will put him all but on the inn's doorstep ... "Thank you, Ulfgar. I appreciate the pointer."<br/>