Falaember
southern mom
She sighs softly at Nasuuma's outbreak and shakes her head. "Honestly, i didn't see the point in freaking out like that over a small dispute. If she freaked out over that, she should have been here when Nag attacked me and Ogar flipped out." She thinks, looking around at everyone. After a moment of silence, she gets some mead and sits down. "Hey Linn, what exactly do you know about Nasuuma? Or do you know as much as we do?"
She takes a sip from her mead and her mind begins to wonder. "I know that we're looking for murders, but that's all I really know. I don't know anything about this team or who the Inquisitors are. What I want to know the most though is what it is that Thrain knows about my powers." She thinks, twirling her mead bottle. "What exactly is the difference between us and the Inquisitors?" She asks herself softly before taking another sip.
The longer she thinks, the more she wonders about what was watching them outside. She could sense something was there but she had no idea what it could have been. Either way, whatever or whoever it was was fairly powerful. "It must have been powerful if Ogar went into over protective mode. Probably a lot more powerful then a clan of bandits. I've taken those on on my own, with no help once so ever. I know that he's just trying to protect me but now because of this, he won't allow me to leave his sights."
As she closes her eyes, her mind wonders and something pops into her head. Almost like a memory, but she can't remember where its from. She's fighting against a small group of people, using magic she didn't know she could use. One of them hits her and its like her whole aura changed. She opens her eyes again and looks at her mead.
She takes a sip from her mead and her mind begins to wonder. "I know that we're looking for murders, but that's all I really know. I don't know anything about this team or who the Inquisitors are. What I want to know the most though is what it is that Thrain knows about my powers." She thinks, twirling her mead bottle. "What exactly is the difference between us and the Inquisitors?" She asks herself softly before taking another sip.
The longer she thinks, the more she wonders about what was watching them outside. She could sense something was there but she had no idea what it could have been. Either way, whatever or whoever it was was fairly powerful. "It must have been powerful if Ogar went into over protective mode. Probably a lot more powerful then a clan of bandits. I've taken those on on my own, with no help once so ever. I know that he's just trying to protect me but now because of this, he won't allow me to leave his sights."
As she closes her eyes, her mind wonders and something pops into her head. Almost like a memory, but she can't remember where its from. She's fighting against a small group of people, using magic she didn't know she could use. One of them hits her and its like her whole aura changed. She opens her eyes again and looks at her mead.