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[center][h3]--Varanheim - Abandoned Homestead--[/h3][/center]
[color=d62524][b]"Hehen~"[/b][/color] After her successful arcane appraisal, a feat which would be considered within the realm of professionals, Evelyn couldn't help but allow herself to express a modicum of smug satisfaction. [color=d62524][i]There, that should silence any doubts regarding my expertise.[/i][/color] Before she could dwell on it any further though, the platinum-blonde elf archer started retrieving the items from the table, except for the blood-encrusted sword, making a whole scene about it as she did. [color=d62524][i]...[/i][/color] This caused mixed emotions brewing in the younger redhead of the party, she was bewildered... yet somewhat curious. The thought of someone who appeared to be an adult acting like a petulant infant almost seemed alien to Evelyn, and yet... here before her was an undeniable proof that such a thing was possible. [color=d62524][i]Is Roxas actually younger than I am? Do a few elves physically develop [b]that[/b] fast?[/i][/color] It... it was unnerving. 

[color=d62524][i]...oh god.[/i][/color] Before a horrible realization dawned on her as a single emotion began overwhelming all others, that being worry, [color=d62524][i]Healer, she said. If our healer has such a repulsively uncooperative personality... I dare not even entertain the idea of her being able to fulfill her duty as one.[/i][/color] This was definitely a cause for concern. Evelyn hoped that the tantrum-prone elf wasn't the only one among them who possessed such skills, [color=d62524][i]That brooch, should we take it, must go to someone else more deserving.[/i][/color] To say that Eve's first impression of Roxas being unfavorable would be an understatement.

[color=d62524][b]"Hmmgh..."[/b][/color] The youngest, yet ironically not the most childish, of Vesemir's band simply shrugged, physically and mentally. She pushed the matter of the childish woman(?) out of her mind for now, instead focusing on the gratitude expressed by Engelbert, Carnatia, and a few others for her appraisal services, well, she would be lying if she didn't think it's deserved, twas' not a skill any person could possess after all. [color=d62524][b]"You honor me, Sir Engelbert, Lady Carnatia,"[/b][/color] The artificer performed a small elegant curtsy, [color=d62524][b]"This will be the first, but certainly not the last time I shall do so. I imagine we'll find countless artifacts to examine during our journey."[/b][/color]

In the meantime, the introductions continued for the remaining three individuals in the room, all of them men of martial persuasion. The first amongst the three to take the stand was the veteran Tillius Battakka, a former officer of Westernant's armed forces, an admirable achievement considering the country's strong military. Judging from the orc's impressive build and stature, one could easily deduce why. [color=d62524][i]A professional soldier... with all the physical training and mental conditioning that come with such a dangerous profession, yes, we can definitely appreciate someone who can remain calm in the heat of combat, especially since we have a...[/i][/color] Evelyn almost felt awful at seeing a certain healer in such a light, but facts couldn't lie. [color=d62524][i]Nevertheless, Sir Tillius' allegiance to our cause is more than welcomed.[/i][/color]

Following Tillius was a scion from the city of Scheel who introduced himself as Rezello Fulsteel-Ashton, [color=d62524][i]That naming convention... is he of noble blood?[/i][/color] He was a knight so perhaps, though unfortunately, Evelyn wasn't familiar with what happened to his homeland, and Rezello made it clear that he wasn't in the mind of elaborating his past, a sentiment that she would respect. [color=d62524][i]It doesn't sound like a pleasant event anyway.[/i][/color] Then the masked fighter showcased his ability to shape various weapons through flexing his arcane muscles, [color=d62524][i]Conjuration and Evocation magic? Impressive...[/i][/color] Just like the veteran soldier before him, this former knight- no, [i]runeknight[/i] - was a fine addition to the party.

Then, lastly, the foreign vagrant warrior revealed his name and intentions for coming all the way from faraway lands to Varanheim. So he was adopted by a Varanheim-born elf, and this elf had passed away and been cremated. He was here to honor her memories, well... admirable, a touch bit sentimental, but admirable nonetheless. [color=d62524][i]His skills suggest espionage training, is he a spy then? Well, the equivalent of a spy from whatever nation he hailed from.[/i][/color] That was good, they had plenty of warriors, knights, mages, and a combination of those, but not many dedicated espionage specialists.

Well, that was everyone done with, Eve supposed she could get back to tinkering with those items-... oh right, Roxas took them. [color=d62524][b]"Sigh..."[/b][/color] A subtle sigh of disappointment escaped her lips as the redhead awkwardly rubbed the back of her neck, dejectedly looking off to the side. This gesture seemed to attract Gray's attention as the masked elf proceeded to inquire her about the items, [color=d62524][i]He read me like an open book, was I that obvious?[/i][/color] Truth to be told, Evelyn had zero interest in participating in the whole 'Finder's Keepers' debacle, but since she was asked directly about the matter... [color=d62524][b]"Perform any necessary maintenance to return them to full functions, if needed, then give them to someone who can make the most use of each artifact; the brooch to-..."[/b][/color] She paused briefly, her eyes looking to the side for a moment before returning to Gray Flame's eye slots, [color=d62524][b]"-...a healer, the lamp to Sir Takumi, and the twin swords to Sir Tillius or you, Sir Gray."[/b][/color]

Unless prodded further, that answer would be the last time Eve would humor the topic. Much preferably, she'd let Engelbert, Gray, Vesemir, Fia, Carnatia, or anyone else - as long as it's not herself - to handle the tantruming healer. As for the items, well, apparently they held great sentimental values judging from the history of their owners, some Varanheiman elite soldier according to Gray. [color=d62524][i]Mmmngh... I want to explore mythical lands of ancient secrets and otherworldly artifacts, not... this.[/i][/color] Well, to be fair, they got here due to a storm-induced detour anyway. [color=d62524][i]Haaa...[/i][/color] With her job done and little else to do besides socializing, the young artificer decided to just reserve a seat for herself, procure her journal, then began sketching and writing about the items she just appraised.

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