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Elflady
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[BCOLOR=transparent]His words were frustrating to hear, even though they were as true as the fact that the sun rises everyday which may be the reason they were so annoying to hear. No matter if she could gain food on her own or manage to sleep anywhere she was given the chance the real problem would as he said be to avoid any unsavory people who cared little for her will or to not be taken seriously whenever she entered a town. From her very few visits to Lenion during her life she had learned that even in that small, out of the way village humans barely regarded the elves any attention or respect, it was like they forgot who grew and harvested a lot of their food for them. But if that was the case in such a small village then she could only imagine the view point in a larger place. Out here there weren't many traders that took young elven girls from their homes to be sold as servants or other duties to the rich either but of course she knew about it and heard a lot from other elves that were passing through on an errand from their own lord. With the dislike of working on a farm, relatively freely, she held being sold into service was something she didn't think she would handle all that well, she would probably not be so popular either. Even if her upbringing made her do what she was tasked her verbal protests and objections would not be so easily silenced.[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]Satisfied that he would be willing to help her for awhile if she left, she still insisted on thinking '[/BCOLOR][BCOLOR=transparent]if[/BCOLOR][BCOLOR=transparent]' even while her mind was almost made up, a small smile spread across her face which excalated into a chuckle at his complaint over trees and their poor ability to converse. She herself was no stranger to speaking with animal or nature around her, except her parents Saera didn't often interract with others, there were of course people close to her own age on the farms nearby, they had been her playmates when they were young. But now those who were not already married had more work to do just as she had and couldn't meet everyday like in the past, now it was more like weekly or monthly so the animals around the farms wild or tame had heard her words quite often.[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]Her smile vanished when Willem continued, serious once more."You have," she agreed with a nod. "But it's a human bounty and I don't always put much faith in your laws. And seeing as you don't seem like the type to be a murderer or a rapist then the bounty won't bother me. Besides you are the first human to look past my race and talk with me like I'm not some lowly servant, and that weighs more heavily with me than a bounty on your head does." She said, her voice serious. It was perhaps not the best way to judge if someone was worthy of trust or not but it did say something about a persons character at least. "If it proves I'm wrong then that's that, but in that case it's best if it becomes apparent before you teach me any combat skills." Not that she held any sort of belief that any amount short of a decade could put her on equal foot with someone who had studied with the best of teachers but it still didn't hinder the slight threat from popping out of her mouth. "I'm going to assume, by the way, that by combat training you don't mean using a hayfork or a scythe?"[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]It was the only things that could be called any sort of weapon that Saera had ever wielded except for a kitchen knife, and while she was quite good at hefting hay, cutting grass and other such tasks she doubted that those skills would amount to much when it came to holding her own against a person that was likely to be at least twice her size. Having developed muscles from farm work still could only go so far with her slim frame and with more skill dodging territorial geese and sheep than intelligent humans, or at least intelligent enough to carry out a fight, she probably wouldn't last so long.[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]Satisfied that he would be willing to help her for awhile if she left, she still insisted on thinking '[/BCOLOR][BCOLOR=transparent]if[/BCOLOR][BCOLOR=transparent]' even while her mind was almost made up, a small smile spread across her face which excalated into a chuckle at his complaint over trees and their poor ability to converse. She herself was no stranger to speaking with animal or nature around her, except her parents Saera didn't often interract with others, there were of course people close to her own age on the farms nearby, they had been her playmates when they were young. But now those who were not already married had more work to do just as she had and couldn't meet everyday like in the past, now it was more like weekly or monthly so the animals around the farms wild or tame had heard her words quite often.[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]Her smile vanished when Willem continued, serious once more."You have," she agreed with a nod. "But it's a human bounty and I don't always put much faith in your laws. And seeing as you don't seem like the type to be a murderer or a rapist then the bounty won't bother me. Besides you are the first human to look past my race and talk with me like I'm not some lowly servant, and that weighs more heavily with me than a bounty on your head does." She said, her voice serious. It was perhaps not the best way to judge if someone was worthy of trust or not but it did say something about a persons character at least. "If it proves I'm wrong then that's that, but in that case it's best if it becomes apparent before you teach me any combat skills." Not that she held any sort of belief that any amount short of a decade could put her on equal foot with someone who had studied with the best of teachers but it still didn't hinder the slight threat from popping out of her mouth. "I'm going to assume, by the way, that by combat training you don't mean using a hayfork or a scythe?"[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]It was the only things that could be called any sort of weapon that Saera had ever wielded except for a kitchen knife, and while she was quite good at hefting hay, cutting grass and other such tasks she doubted that those skills would amount to much when it came to holding her own against a person that was likely to be at least twice her size. Having developed muscles from farm work still could only go so far with her slim frame and with more skill dodging territorial geese and sheep than intelligent humans, or at least intelligent enough to carry out a fight, she probably wouldn't last so long.[/BCOLOR]