Cas' interest was piqued at the mention of Halruaa, and in the back of her mind the others' reactions briefly went through her head. Ilisandoral heard the word and immediately opened a hundred books he had read. Ardiane did much the same, launching into a song from that region about ill-fated lovers and tragedy. Hymn's reaction most mirrored her own; [i]I've never slept with someone from Halruaa before.[/i] The changeling's smile spread into a almost predatory grin, and she took a few steps forward. Reaching out to straighten the woman's armour, Cas took a good long look at her.

"I think you need those wounds looked at," she said, running a slim, nimble hand over a dent across the rogue's chest. "I might have something in my wagon that would [i]distract[/i] from the pain, relieve tired muscles, even..." Cas stopped her voice from dropping into a low purr, only barely, "rejuvenate your mind and spirit with techniques I learned from the Ffolk druids of Moonshae." It was only a lie in the most technical of terms. After all, it had been Ardiane who was born on Alaron and trained in the Kendrik's court, not Cas. Still, Cas had learned a few things from the half-elf, and she would be glad to share.
 
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