Mable smiled already planning out a tale for the beginning of there quest. Mable strummed her lute happily signing her name [i]Mable Rivers Bard[/i] Mable played her lute happily walking behind the group trying to get a feel for the group. The Warlock seemed to her distant and cold. In her Mable could see someone who would put her own needs before anyone else. Mable tossed her bag over her shoulder letting Vaarea lead.[i] "It would be a pleasure to let you lead"[/i]