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[h3][color=40ceb6][i]Ivory[/i][/color][/h3]
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[b]Location:[/b] [i]On the road[/i]
[b]Notes:[/b] [i]Interacting with[/i] [b]the group // ogres[/b]
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Ivory halted the horses about 30 yards from where the pair of ogres were crossing the path. The smell of their cargo was overwhelming. Years of medical practice had conditioned her to control her expressions in uncomfortable situations but this was pushing her limits. Tarkus and Caeleo moved toward the front of the wagon, standing on either side of her. Sapphira was, no doubt, hiding and she couldn't see Igneous. Everyone appeared calm. In most situations, if they maintained a level head, the ogres were likely to continue on their way, especially since they weren't typically magic users or merchants of any kind. This time, however, was different. As soon as the men joined her at the front of the wagon, the two creatures turned and began walking toward them. Tarkus ducked back into the wagon and shuffled around, grabbing his chair. Caeleo didn't move but she prayed that his strength mimicked Igenous'. [color=40ceb6][i]Where was he anyway?[/i] "Igneous?"[/color] Ivory spoke in a firm, low voice. She didn't know if Caeleo would fight so she wanted the presence of someone who would. 

The ogres reached the horses. The larger of the two extended his hand and pet the mane of the one closest to him. He began speaking to it in a language Ivory was unfamiliar with. Then he reached into a small pouch strapped in front of him and pulled out an apple. He fed the horse while he continued to speak to it. The smaller of the two ogres approached the wagon near Caeleo's side. 

[color=c17913]"Greetings, sons of Ogren."[/color] Caeleo gave them a slight nod as he extended verbal formalities to the pair. 

"'Ello there, travelers. Care for a friendly warning?" He reached into the sack dragging behind him. Ivory felt Tarkus tense slightly. The ogre turned back, holding a paper scroll that he handed to Caeleo. "Good luck on your journey." With that, the two creatures sauntered away, back in the direction they came. Ivory leaned over Caeleo's shoulder, eager to see what the paper contained. When the Nebula unrolled the scroll, Ivory heard Sapphira gasp above her.

[color=fff200]"A kidnapper of Fae?!"[/color]