Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-12599067-20140306020948/@comment-12599067-20140319054415

Valuril took a moment to look over the new arrivals, taking note of how the Breton and Nord both had a kind of rough and battle-ready look that made them look like sellswords, or perhaps outlaws. She could not help but shoot Daithi a look that asked, Where in Y'ffre's good name have you been in the last few years?

"Well, Daithi, since neither you or your friends are in any position to travel, then you'd best get some rest. Lieutenant, please escort our guests to their rooms, and make sure that a healer gets around to healing the wounds of anyone in need," she commanded, to which the lieutenant gave an affirmative nod and stepped over to the door as Valuril stalked off, moving aside so the elves that were carrying Kjalek could begin the daunting task of getting a stretcher up the staircase.