Northstar Vale merchant : take a look at my wares

The silver had steadied herself from listlessness, so by the time Liri spoke, she’d remained as ever-patient in this parley as she could be, and a soft smile of acknowledgement arrived to her maw when she listened to the words that’d been given. ”Any shelter is better than none at all, of course.” Another feathering of her tail, and it seemed her quest was about finished.

The thought of giving the Vale-maiden cause to worry with ill-wishes was by and far the last thing that occurred to Aurëwen. Information sufficient, the silver murmured a lilting thanks-and-farewell, and eventually began to return flight to Stigmata; a promise of Nauthiz clutched held fast and foremost as she hastened for the basilisk’s claim.

last one from me!