Alice nodded attentively to Calanon's observation. She wondered when was the last time he had walked these lands, probably a hundred or so years ago. She had always been jealous of elves, to an extent, for their long lives and memory. She imagined what human society would be like if she could meet human heroes from hundreds of years ago like Andreas the Scholar, Felicity Dragontongue the champion of Andred or even, well, her father once more. She didn't dwell on the subject more than that.

"I shall ssssee if it hassss the taint." Argon piped up, before snapping off a chunk of their newly fallen quarry. Alice turned away, more in shock than disgust, and chided herself for doing so. While it had been a long time since she was in the courts she prided herself on her ability to hide her emotions and motives when needed. That stoicism came in more useful than one might think.

"I taste not the taint of Dark Elvesssss." Argon concluded, his gullet flexing in a gruesome way as his meal went down. Alice was unsure as to the veracity of such a claim, but what was she going to do to disprove it? Get out her knife and fork and cut herself a piece? She managed to hide the shudder at her own thought; No thank you.

Calanon remounted his Elk, before making to move on. "Let us continue our patrol, and I shall follow your lead and scout. But I am afraid we would do little more than knock upon the door of sleeping things that are better off being undisturbed."

It was a statement typical of the elder race, and Alice didn't really have an argument against it. She wanted to continue, it felt like they were doing good, but what if Calanon was right? He had the more experience in these matters. An-Hasst responded [color=ffff00]"The village we are doing this patrol for is merely a resting point in between on our own journey. We would have to strive through this forests and thus potentially wake up something that would better have been left sleeping anyway. I think we're even better off doing it now while we still have a village we can retreat to."[/color]

Alice looked at the Man from Skayleigh with a new respect, it was all too common for her and others to get caught up in doing good in the moment. She had simply agreed to do this patrol for the good of the village and hadn't even considered it's purpose on their own journey. She followed promptly behind him gesturing for Argon to follow. She rallied her healing magics which, while limited, would at least staunch the bleeding for a while. She also mentioned to the harmed lizard that he should consume some of the Elven brew each of the party carried, which would help with the bruising and aches until they could get to a real healer.

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