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Started July 22, 2018 by Deleted user

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okay lets do it//

Anyone awake and want to rp?

Hiii again.

Haskel waited until everyone was aboard, again working the reins. In a bit it would be mid-day, so he took out a bit of bread, cheese and ale.

Paige had stopped crying and now was just aimlessly staring at the sky. Tired of her own company she decided to sit on the empty driver seat at the front of the carriage. She only became visible after she had sat down, hoping to scare Haskel.

"Hello." Haskel called, adjusting the reins.

"Ugh nothing can rattle you," She huffed and pouted slightly, "Even the news about the dragon didn't effect you."
(Challenge accepted. I shall scare Haskel one day)

"Of course it wouldn't." Haskel said dryly. He took the last few dips of already and stopped the cart, grabbing the bucket on the side and heading to a nearby stream.

She sighed and grabbed another bucket, deciding it's better to follow him then be inside the cart for now, "Why wouldn't it?"

"Because we don't know the whole story yet." Haskel said, as the birds chirped, they reached the stream. A startled deer stopping for a drink ran into the forest upon seeing them. He got water for washing and using, and headed back, to see a nymph approach the stream.

"True I suppose," She had to admit he was right, maybe she did react too quickly, "Still, didn't you know the sorcerer in stormhaven so-" She stopped, surprised to see someone else at the stream.

"That's what we're going to find out." Haskel said calmly.
The nymph was maybe 5'6", with long, cascading brown hair and soft, piercing green eyes, a few freckles dusted her nose. She wore pelt skirts, and sandals composed of leather tied onto wooden bits. She wore a chameleon cloak, which shifted to almost match her background. A small, silver knife with red grip was in her hand, clutched tightly. Haskel took off his cloak, and gave it to her, as she had little to cover her modesty. She took it, ans spoke to them in a smooth, delicate language, not like Commonspeech, it was Nymphspeech.
Haskel could not understand it.
"Do you know what she wants?" Haskel asked Paige.

"My knowledge of nymphsheech is strained but I'll try," Paige said as turned to the nymph. She only knew what her father's nymph friend had taught her and she hasn't spoken to him after her father passed away, "Are you alright?" She asked the Nymph in nymphspeech.

The Nymph was hesitant to answer.
"I have an idea." Haskel said. He telepathically entered her mind, letting her know of his presence, since telepathy had no language barriers.
"What is it?" He asked.
"Trolls, the lot of them attacked my group while we were barhing a stream over."
Haskel looked at Paige.
"Trolls."

"How far?" She said calmly.
(I panicked and was confused about the nymphspeech so I made up crap about nymph friend. Lol. Now I know why you asked that.)

trolls crap, are they the sparkly, creepy ones?//

wanna rp???/

hurray//
Onyx stayed in the carraige knowing the dragon would probably frighten the nyph

Tsunami dipped her head to drink from the steam, her eyes locked onto the nymph's. Riverpaw smiled, giving the lovely creature a shy wave.