Armesi Rulf "Let the unkown warn you, the myths caution you, and the known inspire you." Wandering into the clearing, Armesi paused. She sat down and waited for everyone involved to notice her - practicing the art of patience. Looking at the people she had just stumbled upon, she razed her hand and spoke. "Hey, whats up? Care to make twenty-five gold miza's for a couple days worth of work?" she asked Hand resting on her crossbow, she gestured off into the woods. smiling she spoke again. "I'm a hunter, and I'm out here to hunt rare entities.. whether they're good or evil I don't really care. ..but you know how it is, safety in numbers. I'll pay you twenty-five gold miza's each when we make the kill, and I'll take the corpse back to my shop in Sylira. What do you say?" She asked |