[center][color=fff79a]Catarina La'Spada[/color][/center]

Laying against the side of the wagon, Catarina didn't really resist when Malkai asked to see her wound. Though she did keep a hand on her shield in case he tried anything funny. [color=fff79a]"Tainted blade... I took some anti-toxin so hopefully I can shrug it off, if not... Well I hope the next village has a apothecary."[/color] Taking off parts of her armor, Catarina revealed to have quite an athletic figure underneath, despite her armor's bulky onion shape. The wound was on her side, and it managed to pierce the leather and cloth padding her body. The cut wasn't shallow, but it wasn't too deep either; perhaps an inch or two. But more than enough for the poison on the blade to do it's job. She had no idea what it did, but she didn't feel any pain, just numbness. If she had to guess this was some sort of paralysis poison. Mercs would coat their weapons with a cheap version to make sure any wounds they struck killed their enemies too. Catarina dabbled in it a bit, but decided not to waste money making her sword more deadly, and just made sure she hit her targets.

As Catarina let Malkai examine her she listened to Vivian's story. Her story sounded like something out of a fairy tale. Princess wanted to leave with her lover, but who was unjustly killed "for the greater good". Princess wants vengeance and leaves, leaving behind a trail of corpses. Then her sister, who was Vivian, was tasked to get her. One mistake later and now Vivian had the honor of being a free woman. Of course like all fairy tales, it wasn't sunshine and rainbow. Being a drow, Vivian couldn't exactly settle down with a normal life. Even with her magic to disguise her Vivian still risked being ran out of town simply for being a drow. Catarina understood that much.

[color=fff79a]"Tch... Well, I guess I can't blame you. What with me being human and all, never really faced any discrimination. At least nothing that I couldn't handle. But don't think I don't know what it's like, being targeted for who you are. Humans are right bastards you know. The fact that I'm a woman in armor is more than enough reason for some men to draw their swords on me. Well, I guess that's not really unique to me, but it's all the same. Bigotry and fear makes men do stupid things."[/color] Taking a deep breath Catarina took out a water skin and drank from it deeply. The poison was starting to make her feel feverish. She really hoped that she wasn't going to die from poison of all things.

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[center][color=brown]Parum[/color][/center]

And once more the party was off! Parum listened in one the conversation behind her while she kept her eyes on the road ahead of her. As Vivian finished up her story Parum chimed in. [color=brown]"Oh Vivian, it doesn't take much for people to try to kill you. Whether you're a drow, foreign, or even just poor, no one needs a good reason to be hateful and bigoted. Still, good on you to use your talents. Plenty of people would kill to have an amulet that lets them change their appearance. Change their whole life really."[/color] Parum herself was all too privvy to those types of people. People who wanted to try to start fresh with a new life, and escape their old ones. It wasn't as if they had nothing to loose, far from it. They had debts they couldn't pay, and they'd have to do things so horrible they couldn't live with themselves. Some of them... Didn't.

As the sun went down Parum had other thoughts on her mind. [color=brown]"If what you're saying is true Vivian, chances are this wouldn't be the last we hear of your kin or those gnolls. I've been around the city long enough to know that there's a sizable gnoll population hidden in the dunes, and once they figure out that there aren't any survivors they're going to send some more. Hopefully not for a while since we did leave anyone alive, but drows are tricky. I'm sure they'll find out sooner or later. To that end, we should schedule a watch order tonight. With eight of us we should have no problems doing one-hour rotations. I'll volunteer to go first of course."[/color]