[Child of the 7th Age]

Andreth's body was shaking ever so slightly as she turned around to catch Bird's eye.

"Are you staying with Volondil?" She gestured towards the black-haired woman. "Do you have a dagger or something in case....?" Andreth didn't finish her sentence. There was no need. Both of them understood exactly what could happen if things didn't work out.

Bird fixed an eye on the red-haired girl and whispered, "I do indeed have something." She did not elaborate what that something might be.

Andreth fumbled on the ground for her bow and quiver. "I'll just go outside the shelter and see if I can help." She selected an arrow and pushed the tarp aside, turning her head at the last instant to say in a hushed voice, "Hey, I'm sorry about before. I've just heard too much from too many not to say something back."

Then she quickly slipped out, nocked an arrow against the bowstring, and with heart pounding fiercely, took careful aim at one of the Orcs over to the side who'd just pushed his way into their encampment.

[ December 05, 2002: Message edited by: Child of the 7th Age ]