<strong>Bremorel and Finna</strong><br/><br/>Some of the men around the camp seeing the two girls kiss cheered and whistled as the pair etwined and pressed their lips together. "Way togo ladies!" "Get a tent you two!" "No, kiss me instead!" some called out. They could share a peaceful drink in anothers company until Lady Judith announced that food was ready and a long line formed in seconds in front of her. Of course she put a portion aside for the girls and they both got a bowlful of delicious hot stew, that was just another reason the other troops were envious of them.<br/><br/><strong>Hunter</strong><br/><br/>The halfing shrugged "I only play honest. Prove me wrong if ya can." he said with a grin. Meanwhile the writer in the back took interest in her comment and hopped to his feet, making it to the girl's side in seconds, sitting next to her.<br/>"Please, tell me everything. What do they smell like? I mean seagulls. Have you been on a ship? Is there some jargon I should know? he bombarded her with an endless flow of questions while ready to take notes in his booklet. "<br/>"Leave the lass alone, Theo. She clearly came here to test her luck and skill, not to be harassed by some wannabe author." Edge threw a die at the bard, interrupting his initial momentum, but he soon regained his enthusiasm and ignored the halfling, wanted to find out as much as he could on the topic of interest from Hunter.