"She did ? Oh I must be have been drifting, happens all the time. Well then she will see it as welcome gift then I guess !<br/><br/>I'm Eoa. I'm a sorceress you see because none-one expects you to carry anything, do anything practical or know things like wizards do but are still treated as useful somehow, gods know why though.<br/><br/>Somehow I have lived long enough to be here and well frankly so far it has been a pleasant day"<br/><br/>The sorceress drained her glass.<br/><br/>"Ah damn can't buy another that was the last of my gold seeing to that - oh and a meal I payed for if it ever comes, but hey it doesnt really matter if it doesn't I suppose, I was just trying to fit in ordering it really. But getting more gold to have decadent meals, not the bland stuff I magic up all the time is main reason I was thinking of looking for more ... with company .... and you must be Beowulf"<br/><br/>Eoa tickled the pet bear behind the ear and chuckled ..<br/><br/>"Which makes Beowulf's shadow-wearing owner ... ? "<br/><br/>The sorceress' eyes raised to Jo's while an elven arm outstretched in an offered handshake.<br/>