(07-07-2016, 05:59 AM)Andra Petrescu Wrote: 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?"
Nexendia hands over her scroll and then watches as she looks it over. When Andra states she is leaving for the same destination and if Nexendia would like to join, she smiles broadly and says, "Of course! Company would be most welcome!"
Nexendia takes a seat at the table and then peeks into the folds of her cloak. She smiles and then reaches inside and helps a little dragon-like creature out and holds it in the palm of her hand. The little creature suddenly shakes itself then hops up onto her shoulder.
"MEH! meh MEH," it squawks almost defiantly!
"Please excuse my familiar," Nexendia says over the tiny creature's protests. "His name is Scarf and he really likes his snacks!"
"MEH!"
"Okay! Okay! I'll get you snacks!"
Nexendia waves to the server and orders a bowl of fruit for them each. When the food finally arrives, which seems like hours for both the famished Scarf and for the rest of you who have to listen to his non stop complaining, the little creature dives into the bowl and starts munching.
