12 Vhalar 721
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As the sun dropped to the horizon, threading streaks of red and gold into the handful of clouds, Dan threaded his way through the settlement at a moderate pace, retracing his steps to the shelter where he had found Lily. He also kept one eye on Faith and her bodyguard, ostensibly so that he could see what they were saying, but in actual fact, mainly in case Faith proved what she had told him was true and got lost on the way.
"Does that herb rub you mentioned work with soups and stews?" he asked politely, though he wasn't entirely sure either of them would fully recognise what the angle of his head indicated. "That's mostly what I make, because then I can set it to cook and attend to other things in the meantime." He paid as much attention to the answer as he could, but a large proportion of his mind was on the alert for any signs that might indicate trouble on the way.
He slowed his steps as he drew close to the shelter, settling into the steady pace he used for gathering, slow enough that he had time to look at everything around him and assess it for - for whatever he needed to know about what he saw. He turned to Faith and nodded at Lily's shelter. "There. That's the one."
A man and a woman approached the shelter from the direction of the mountain, carrying open bags full of a white powder and talking quietly. Dan guessed from their workworn outfits that these were Lily's parents, back from 'mining salt' on the mountain. He glanced over at Faith, pointed discreetly at the couple, and made a fairly universal 'after you' gesture. Because frankly, in his opinion, she was far more likely to uncover information in this situation than he was.
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OOC Note
Fourth in a series dealing with this settlement challenge/plotline
"Does that herb rub you mentioned work with soups and stews?" he asked politely, though he wasn't entirely sure either of them would fully recognise what the angle of his head indicated. "That's mostly what I make, because then I can set it to cook and attend to other things in the meantime." He paid as much attention to the answer as he could, but a large proportion of his mind was on the alert for any signs that might indicate trouble on the way.
He slowed his steps as he drew close to the shelter, settling into the steady pace he used for gathering, slow enough that he had time to look at everything around him and assess it for - for whatever he needed to know about what he saw. He turned to Faith and nodded at Lily's shelter. "There. That's the one."
A man and a woman approached the shelter from the direction of the mountain, carrying open bags full of a white powder and talking quietly. Dan guessed from their workworn outfits that these were Lily's parents, back from 'mining salt' on the mountain. He glanced over at Faith, pointed discreetly at the couple, and made a fairly universal 'after you' gesture. Because frankly, in his opinion, she was far more likely to uncover information in this situation than he was.
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