Zij'Qua El
Historical Archivist and Aspiring Writer
((Sorry lads and lassies. This is a short RP thread only for crabrangoony and Vamplord275.))
The sun was high and the weather was fair as a certain wood elf sat on the fence of the stables, the sound of horses, dogs, and birds filled the air. He was clad in his hunting garb for this area, washed out brown and tan clothing with leather boots and gloves. Slung over his shoulder was a strung bow of intricate carving and upon his back was a quiver full of steel arrows. Curiously enough he had two potions tied to his belt.
His eyes were trained in the distance, as if he was following something. A knowing smirk was plastered on his face.
"Wonder when they'll get here."
The sun was high and the weather was fair as a certain wood elf sat on the fence of the stables, the sound of horses, dogs, and birds filled the air. He was clad in his hunting garb for this area, washed out brown and tan clothing with leather boots and gloves. Slung over his shoulder was a strung bow of intricate carving and upon his back was a quiver full of steel arrows. Curiously enough he had two potions tied to his belt.
His eyes were trained in the distance, as if he was following something. A knowing smirk was plastered on his face.
"Wonder when they'll get here."