Sep 14, 2014
An Unholy Love of Fine Cheeses
Amell had gone off somewhere with part of their group leaving Arisa and Alistair with Bodan and Sandal. Arisa was used to being left behind because she was blind. Something most tended to forget about when they spoke with her. It didn't help that Amell treated her like a child most of the time. A frown came to her lips as a familiar scent came to her nose.
"...Did you... really buy more cheese in that last village?" the elf mage asked curiously of the warrior with her. Dried meat and fruit she could understand... but cheese?! That was a little crazy.
