Old Ways IC

[Nevaera]

Ash smiles as she narrows her eyes. She seems to accept his excuse, for now. She nods in response to his hospitality and sits on a big rock or a log, bracing herself with her legs. She looks relaxed as anyone might in plate mail on a log.

"Healthy, so long as you still get your water and fat. You can starve on these things, you know?" She smirks as she casually grills Talsarios, though she looks happy to have a little familiar company.

"And I'm doing fine, thanks for asking. Not much to do 'round town with out a mission, hm?"