[b][center][color=#17c311][h3][i]Cyneburg[/i][/h3][/color]
[color=#17c311]Location:[/color] The Makeshift Camp
[color=#17c311]Interacting with:[/color] Calanon, Ntaj, Sana [/center][/b]

[color=#17c311]"Again, no offense is intended, but brokering goodwill between former allies is a much different, more difficult task thatn simply avoiding accruing foes yourself. And just because we haven't run into any real trouble aside from the orcs doesn't mean we won't. We have no idea the full extent of the numbers, powers or knowledge the enemy possesses."[/color] Cyneburg took another puff from her pipe, holding her tongue from loosing the rest of the thought she had had: [i]And thinking you can just easily handle anything you run into just because you've been able to up until now reeks of hubris.[/i]

[color=#17c311]"Although we have reached an understanding with the orcs, they rightfully do not trust us, and I doubt they would take kindly to squatters. But you are obviously not going to be talked out of this. If the rest of the group is going to follow behind you two, I am less opposed to the plan you've laid out. I'll be staying back here anyways, so it's not like I really have a say in how the rest of you wish to travel."[/color] Cyne relaxed, leaning back into something a bit closer to a lounge than a proper sitting position.

[color=#17c311]"Ntaj, I'll be sure to wake you up once my shift is over."[/color] As Ntaj undressed, she shifted her position so as to keep him visible in her peripheral vision the whole time without it being overt. Nice.