Ashevelen shook her head at Dal and muttered out a string of swear words that would make a sailor blush. If he wouldn’t have been useful for the future, Ashe would’ve killed him at this point. Too big of a target. Why did she ever get involved with these people? Why did she have to find Manzur in the first place? Big disappointment he turned out to be.

“[color=gold]We’ve fought some slavers down below in the mines. I suggest we’ll leave and leave fast before they come out seeking retribution and a few more additions. Unfortunately, these two are the only ones I managed to save but better than none. [/color]” said Ashe with a charming smile.  She just had to picture herself as a hero. 

“[color=gold]Name’s Ashevelen, these are Dal and Fyr. Pirate and…warrior. I’m the resident luck mage of the group. If you’ve got questions for us, I suggest you ask them on the way…seeing that Dal already decided for you that you’re going to take us to the closest city. [/color]” Ashe replied before going inside the caravan herself.


Looking at Fyr, she burst out laughing. "[color=gold]I'll pay you 5 gold pieces if you can get that camel to hold you, Fyr. [/color]"