Where There's Smoke Pt. 2

[byblow]

WHO: Beleth Ashara, Gavin Ashara, Alistair
WHAT: Two and a half elves go apostate hunting.
WHEN: NOW
WHERE: The Fallow Mire
NOTES: Probably violence. Maybe crying. Perhaps success.

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[arlathvhen]

"Sina's a nice girl. But her clan--did you know--" She stopped, and remembered that she was about to gossip about clans in front of a shemlen. Guh. She doubted that Alistair would even understand half the intrigues that went on between clans. "--Well, her clan is a little odd, but she's nice." She'll tell Gavin more about it when she doesn't have a human breathing down her neck.

Luckily, Gavin managed to introduce a perfectly safe topic to discuss with everyone involved. She gave a little sigh, shaking her head.

"His house was on fire. So me and Merrick and a few others went over to help. Like. Hello, you probably want some assistance, right? But at first he just yelled at me. Then he told us that he needed a notebook inside, said that he was working on a cure for the plague. We tried to get more info out of him, but he kept yelling and waving his arms at me. We got him the notebook, but he wasn't very fun to deal with. Kept calling me names and stuff. Still...I thought that he was just kinda...not all there, but not dangerous." She shrugged. "I guess that's what I get for assuming."