[h3][b][i][color=b3c0ef][center]Persephone[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h3]
[center][b][color=b3c0ef]Location:[/color][/b] Crossed Swords Inn and Tavern
[b][color=b3c0ef]Interacting With:[/color][/b] Lucan, Cremwise[/center]

Persephone's eyes followed the gaze of this Cremwise as he looked over at Kyra, and shared his plans with her. She nodded her head in agreement. [color=b3c0ef]"Certainly, she seems to know her way around that bow of hers quite well."[/color] It demonstrated a great deal of confidence, loosing an arrow aimed so close to the gnome's head, and Seph wasn't quite sure how she felt about that. Skill was one thing, and good to know when one had it. Confidence was not dangerous in of itself. But a mere bump of her arm, highly possible in a crowded tavern such as this, could've sent the arrow through the gnome's throat instead. It seemed an unnecessary risk to take for the cause of... what? Showboating?

But Seph pushed the thought from her mind. The snow-haired woman had made the shot, and that was that. [color=b3c0ef]"You would do well to have more than a lone archer in your service, though. Orcs are more than hardy enough to withstand an arrow, and are not known to fight their battles at range."[/color] She glanced around, taking note of the growing number of skilled-looking figures arriving in the tavern, few enough of which she recognized from the militia. [color=b3c0ef]"But I don't doubt you'll find all the help you need here."[/color] 

She took a long drink of her ale, tipping the mug back and draining the last of it. She sighed, contentedly. [color=b3c0ef]"I myself am Persephone, a traveling healer by trade, though I can hold my own in an armed conflict. I would be willing to lend you my services, if you believe a healer would be of use. An insurance policy, no doubt, I'm sure things will go smoothly enough, but good to have along, no?"[/color] She smiled at Cremwise, clapping her hands together softly.

[color=b3c0ef]"For a modest compensation, of course."[/color] Seph was often willing to lend her aid for no charge, but that was typically for those already wounded, weak, or poor. Cremwise was none of the three, and thus if he desired a skilled healer's help, there would need to be some exchange of coin to cover the expense. She glanced over at Lucan.

[color=b3c0ef]"Looks like I may be leaving town sooner than expected."[/color]