07-07-2016, 05:59 AM
Her eyes fall on the parchment Nexendia produced, recognizing it immediately. Then her elven kin excuses herself and the brothers continue their conversation, oblivious. She holds up a finger. "Hold on a minute. I need to speak with her more."
Standing, she joins Nexendia. "Can I see that scroll again? Where are they sending you?" Quickly, she looks it over. "We're in luck. Same place as mine." She holds up her own parchment then points to the two scrolls on the table. "And theirs. Care to join us?"
Standing, she joins Nexendia. "Can I see that scroll again? Where are they sending you?" Quickly, she looks it over. "We're in luck. Same place as mine." She holds up her own parchment then points to the two scrolls on the table. "And theirs. Care to join us?"
