<div class="floatleft">(https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/1075561770112004176/1076612333641666620/eynhilde_armor_s1.png)</div>Eryin Drexel, Squire of Harkenwold<br/>Character Sheet (https://pathbuilder2e.com/launch.html?build=330400)<br/>HP: 21/21 | AC: 18<br/>Perception: +7 | Stealth: +1 | Senses: human<br/>Active Effects:<br/>Actions:<br/><hr/><hr/><br/>Two of this troupe were quite talkitive, trying to debate the finer points of consuming one of them. She was unsure of the two monster-like folk, but she was more warming up to Nigel, given he wasn't interested in eating others. She'd never seen vassals of Nentir such as this, but, if they were peasants or citizens of the region, she'd have to protect them. Even the strange ones. Her eyes did go alight at the mention to an unearthed mine. Such a thing would be a great boon to the barony, and her hand in it would assure her ascension to Knighthood, and even further beyond!<br/><br/>"I'll will help in this endevour!" Eryin declared, excited now for this journey. At first thinking it to be like any old caravan trip, it was turning out to be much better. Eryin took stock of her companions thus far. A swordswoman, a little wizard, and just what Del was, Eryin couldn't tell. She thought to ask a question, but the words never left her lips. She couldn't dare to ask about supplies and coin before beginning this trip, else she'd appear poor in front of this motley gang. "Hrm. When do you plan to leave, Gundren?"