<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/6/6f/Barb2_by_booster_yoshy3-d8dkqsz.png)</div><strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">Sarah Burkhart</span></strong><br/>Human Barbarian 1 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=261062.msg12964575#msg12964575)<br/>HP 15/15<br/>AC 14 (Unarmored; wearing potato sack top and thong)<br/><br/><strong>Location: </strong>Ute's House<br/><strong>Date and Time</strong>: Day 3 - Morning<br/><strong>Tagging: </strong>None<br/><br/><hr/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=261064.msg12984622#msg12984622">Quote from: Devil's Advocate on 17-02-2017, 02:51:00</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Ute obliged Sarah. As she handed her the meal for the road, Ute said, "If the herbalist, I think her name was Charlotte, is still alive, let her know that I said 'hi' and wish her well. So rare to see someone of her talent."<br/><br/>tag - Sarah<br/><br/>Ute then called to Walo, screaming, "Come on, you lazy, child. Time to take the Champion to the city. No waiting by the sawgrass field now. Go later."<br/><br/>Walo pouted and said in a whiny voice, "But ma...."<br/><br/>"No 'buts.' Get! She has our safety to think of now and the sooner she gets there, the sooner we're protected."<br/><br/>Walo pouted but told Sarah in a disappointed voice, "Alright. Come on. Let's go...." He started out out the house, not waiting for Sarah and started heading down a dirt road.<br/><br/>tag - Sarah<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div>Sarah took the food gratefully, handling it with more care than was due for such a simple meal, maybe. But she was trapped in an unfamiliar place for the time being, and dream or not, she wasn't going to let any food go to waste.<br/><br/>Besides, the setting out on the road with so little to carry just felt weird. She liked to be prepared. Having some supplies to carry made her feel a little more at ease.<br/><br/>"Come on, the trip'll be over soon enough. Sooner if we get right to it." Sarah told the kid - but evidently she didn't need to. Her hand found empty air as he was out of the house before she could even pat him on the shoulder. Maybe for the best; she had definitely put on some muscle mass when she came here, and couldn't be sure of her own strength yet. The boy's enthusiasm might have been born of a desire to get this over with, but it still had her grinning as she broke into a jog to keep up, pausing only to wave Ute farewell. "Thanks for everything!"