[ Beleth wasn't much of a trapper, but she knew enough. It was Cyril that was the one really skilled at them, and she's seen him make enough to have an idea.
She stood there, baretfoot in the snow, looking over the trap that Twisted Fate had laid down. It was clear that she'd had intentions that were, at least, similar to his--behind her was a makeshift little shed she'd rigged up with some branches and canvas, and a dead snoufleur resting on it. Snoufleurs are heavy, and she is small, okay. ]
Do you do a lot of trapping?
[ Cheerful smile!!! Isn't this great. Just Dalish being Dalish. ]
Hunting
[ Beleth wasn't much of a trapper, but she knew enough. It was Cyril that was the one really skilled at them, and she's seen him make enough to have an idea.
She stood there, baretfoot in the snow, looking over the trap that Twisted Fate had laid down. It was clear that she'd had intentions that were, at least, similar to his--behind her was a makeshift little shed she'd rigged up with some branches and canvas, and a dead snoufleur resting on it. Snoufleurs are heavy, and she is small, okay. ]
Do you do a lot of trapping?
[ Cheerful smile!!! Isn't this great. Just Dalish being Dalish. ]