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[h2][color=f7941d]Rosarina Loraven[/color][/h2][/center]
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[color=f7941d]Rosarina lifted her head as the wolf-man ran out from the tree line to shout at her, startling her horse and bringing her quickly to her feet. Before she could respond, he was gone again. The elf blinked, shaking her head a touch and turning her attentions to calming the animal mount she had brought along. A moment later an either rather short human or exceedingly tall dwarf arrived with a mule. Dwarf, she figured, based on his stature, his beard, and his accent. She offered a quiet shrug and soft roll of her eyes at his questioning of Zav's behavior as she hadn't a clue what the man had been on about. Before she knew it, he had returned. The others conversed and Rosarina kept herself quiet in observation. 

So these were the others from that vision? She could not help but chuckle at them as the introductions were exchanged and the last of their party joined them. She agreed with Odran, it was quite a bit of chatter to be had in the early hours of the morning. She couldn't be quite forever, unfortunately. Rosarina pulled on her gloves, patted her horse's neck and raised a hand to offer a greeting wave to the others.[/color]

"Rosarina Loraven, though you can all call me Rosa if it is easier. I hail from Easthollow, a three day journey to the East on foot. Honestly, I did not think I would be here in time even with Kalondar's speed. I am a decently skilled tracker and hunter, better with my long sword than a bow however." [color=f7941d] the elf offered a weary smile. She was confident of her skill but not overly so. Her town was quaint and being the best there likely meant very little in the rest of the world. if the others wanted to know much more, they would have to ask.[/color]