[center][h2][i][color=bc8dbf]Ellaryn Bracegirdle[/color][/i][/h2][/center]

Ellaryn finished packing her gear and double checked her supplies as Ofnir concluded his tale of the Great Bear. So Ofnir already knew about some of the more [i]unsavourary[/i] mushrooms. She carefully opened up one of her, three bottles. The contents were not something she was particularily fond off, but if the bear was as real as Ofnir seemed to think, something more potent was called for.

[color=0072bc]"Of course, we can always leave the little one as a sacrifice!”[/color] 

She stood stock still and slowly turned to the wizard. She looked down and pulled another notch on her belt, "[color=bc8dbf]There's nothing left of me, if a bear needs feeding that badly, it could try Dwarf. Really though they are far to tough to swallow[/color]" She gave Thurin a light poke, "[color=bc8dbf]and Elves, it would be too much effort for a Great Bear to rush about and catch one.[/color]"

Ellaryn gave a light curtsey to both Aelin and Calariel. She turned to Vamyr "[color=bc8dbf]No point with the bigfolk, they are just too tough a nut to crack.[/color]" She turned to Ofnir, it was a supreme effort on her part to keep a straight face and she did have a little worry after seeing first hand what he was capable off. "[color=bc8dbf]What I think this bear needs is a proper meal, I advise a well mature portion of meat, aged to perfection, something tender and that requires a staff to get around.[/color]"

For her own part it started as a jest, but as she went on, it sounded far too spiteful to her ears.

"[color=bc8dbf]Of course the best things come in small packages, so that bear will probably go for me anyway.[/color]"