<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;"></span><div class="floatright">(http://i35.tinypic.com/5k2a90.jpg)</div><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=51290.msg2573712#msg2573712">Quote from: Katina Tarask on 22-12-2009, 21:52:22</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Senna nods solemnly at the merchant's plight.  "Unfortunately, we don't have spare supplies to trade.  I'm also not sure if we'll be coming back this way after our delivery, so I don't know if we can pick up some goods and return... and where we're going, I fear the situation will be even worse... however, we can contact our employer.  Perhaps he can arrange a shipment.  What kinds of prices are you offering?"  She certainly has sympathy for the man and the town, but there's only so much she can do.<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>"Employer?" he questioned the term as he stood there before her even though he only spoke one word, "Are you some sort of mercenary army?" He rubbed at his chin, "Are you off to fight in the war?" he added then.<br/><br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=51290.msg2574685#msg2574685">Quote from: Elven Sex Goddess on 23-12-2009, 04:31:16</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Allie would smile to the stable keeper.   She lean in and would whisper in his ear.   <br/><br/>It take but a few moments for what she had to whisper.  As she then would draw back and turned to Sasha.   Offering another up another smile.  <br/><br/><em>"Shall we then?"</em>  As she was ready to head out of the stables.  <br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=51290.msg2574938#msg2574938">Quote from: Delta Echo on 23-12-2009, 05:56:11</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Andale Mono;">The beautiful elf's smile brings a flush to Sasha's cheeks, and for a moment he's forced to remain silent to avoid stammering, thanking his grandparents for teaching him the manners of a gentleman (and his grandfather, especially, for explaining a few things about ladies), but at the same time realising just how different things are when they're actually being put in to practice...<br/><br/>Snapping out of it, he returns the smile and offers a partial bow in acknowledgement. "We shall, if you are ready, I will be happy to accompany you to the inn."<br/><br/>Upon exiting the stables, he notices the cart and the others, one eyebrow creeping up slightly as he feels slightly embarassed at not having been aware of their being others just outside.</span><br/><br/>As they departed the Stable Keeper smiled to himself and went back to work. <br/><br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=51290.msg2575021#msg2575021">Quote from: Ixy on 23-12-2009, 06:25:53</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Fallon tips her head to the merchant, muttering under her breath about government bastards ignoring the common man's plight.  She eyes the town's jagged silhouette, the meager huts, and things about what kind of coward takes advantage of a country decimated by war to form a band of brigands and cutthroats.  "I want to help these people," she says to herself, close enough for Senna to hear, but maybe not the man to whom she speaks.<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>Jo only half noticed the man exit from the building with Allie but when she heard the words that Fallon spoke she grimaced not knowing what to say if anything at all, on one hand there were the sick and the deadline and their work and promise and on the other there were people suffering right here and truly they were suffering all over. Finally she sighed, "War's been hard on us all..." it seemed as if the words escaped without her meaning for them to. "Hard for those that were barely getting past in the first place to make it when things go so horribly wrong and they have..."<br/><br/>Jo muttered a prayer under her breath after that and the man who had come to trade with them spoke again,<strong>"Perhaps when you reach where ever it is you might be headed you tell the nearest command post that if they could spare supplies it would be nice..." </strong><br/>[/font]