Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-12599067-20140222014010/@comment-12599067-20140227041324

(I think all characters clash with her characters, unless they find some reason to try and be friendly with her.)

(Also, it is difficult to describe the inside of a tree.)

After what seemed like an eternity of climbing up the stairs, Valuril stopped them at a landing at the top of the stairs, then placed her knuckles on the wooden wall before her and knocked seven times. The tree itself moved aside to allow them out and onto a massive tree limb, where bridges twisted from the branches themselves led to small houses that sat upon the great limbs of the treethane. She led the different members of the group to their respective quarters, giving the largest ones to those who seemed most heavily injured.

At last, she stopped in front of a shack that seemed even larger than the one occupied by the wounded warriors, evidentally the captain's quarters.

"If you need me, my king, or you are ready to discuss these 'details' of yours, I will be here night and day. Otherwise, I will leave you to choose your own quarters," she said to him, turning and vanishing into her hut without another word.