How did I find meself here? Ovserd thought to herself. These women here are bickerin' more about useless stuff. I'm knowin' that the poor Templar lass was just tryin' to help with them pretty words, but sometimes that's all they be.
Ovserd walked up to the man that suggested they all let the petty things go. "It's a good thing ye be sayin' them words like tha'! I'm guessin' me advice would no' be helpin'. T'was goin' to suggest they hide their bleedin' time better." Ovserd shook her head. These other species of women acted so frail and fickle over there issues. Give me a pint, and a good bit o' conversatin' and I'm happy. Ovserd had been on the surface a while now, and had fought along side a lot of brave souls. When in combat the other races focuses were on point. Why when the battling ended it went to nug poop, she did not know. Eek nugs! She blushed as the man had surely seen her turn in on her inner thoughts with such a strange face. She shook her head and got rid of the logic she was in. There were tasks to be had. She had a traps to pick up and to reset. A grin came across her face. She decided to use the bodies as bait.
She decided to find some of the more "important" Tevinter sodiers and place them on a pile of sticks with just enough weight to support those. Underneath a quick pitfall with some sticks she had left over from one of her unsprung traps. "Best not be wastin' a perfectly good pit, aye mate?" She threw the taskmage a wink. Yes, this was all terribly fun to her. Too much so, perhaps.
Ovserd walked up to the man that suggested they all let the petty things go. "It's a good thing ye be sayin' them words like tha'! I'm guessin' me advice would no' be helpin'. T'was goin' to suggest they hide their bleedin' time better." Ovserd shook her head. These other species of women acted so frail and fickle over there issues. Give me a pint, and a good bit o' conversatin' and I'm happy. Ovserd had been on the surface a while now, and had fought along side a lot of brave souls. When in combat the other races focuses were on point. Why when the battling ended it went to nug poop, she did not know. Eek nugs! She blushed as the man had surely seen her turn in on her inner thoughts with such a strange face. She shook her head and got rid of the logic she was in. There were tasks to be had. She had a traps to pick up and to reset. A grin came across her face. She decided to use the bodies as bait.
She decided to find some of the more "important" Tevinter sodiers and place them on a pile of sticks with just enough weight to support those. Underneath a quick pitfall with some sticks she had left over from one of her unsprung traps. "Best not be wastin' a perfectly good pit, aye mate?" She threw the taskmage a wink. Yes, this was all terribly fun to her. Too much so, perhaps.
