01-20-2015, 06:15 PM
"Muintir checked, Stormvale...not yet."
Alaxel sucks her breath in through her teeth, glances at the tents before the treeline as noted, and shrugs.
She makes a rather resigned stride to the the cabin Drakkon is, takes up a chair and sits, within view of the tents and the Stormvale path.
"I guess I'll wait and actually get things done rather than keep up this fruitless search."
With that she takes out a vial from her bandoleer, filled with some kind of softly glowing purple concoction.
Alaxel sucks her breath in through her teeth, glances at the tents before the treeline as noted, and shrugs.
She makes a rather resigned stride to the the cabin Drakkon is, takes up a chair and sits, within view of the tents and the Stormvale path.
"I guess I'll wait and actually get things done rather than keep up this fruitless search."
With that she takes out a vial from her bandoleer, filled with some kind of softly glowing purple concoction.
Alaxel Vane is a small human woman. She wears a long black cloak lined with unusual patterns, and will often be seen wearing either a gold, purple, or blood red mask.
OoG: Valerie Gershman
OoG: Valerie Gershman