Like ALCATRAZ but with ELVES.

[nashrath]

[Nashrath is pacing just on the edge of the clearing, between the inn and the stables. She glares into the dark of the trees before stretching her arms to call on the spirits - she hums with power for a few moments, jaw set, before she seems to twist into nothing in a flash of white-blue

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[feigntalent]

[Oh hey, it's that one person from the day she arrived! Sabette drops down from where she was sitting in a magnolia tree and approaches very loudly from behind. Just to make sure she doesn't get a nasty spell flung at her face. Hey, it can happen.]

I tried that last week. Didn't work. Maybe if two people run through really fast, one of them might get out...

[She cranes her head up to look at the sky. Or facsimile thereof.]

Or maybe if somebody can reach the roof and jump as far away as possible, they'd pop out in whatever's beyond this place.

[nashrath]

Eh?

[She turns - oh. Girlhuman. She switches over to Common, reflecting that she's probably gotten more use out of the language in the past week then in the last eight years combined. She doesn't really appreciate the opportunity to become more fluent. She would rather have been allowed to forget it altogether.]

Oh, ah...Hi. Sorry about the other day, I guess.

[She's not meeting Sabette's eyes, nor does her tone seem to indicate anything but forced casualness. What, ACT like she's sorry? To a human? No way. CHANGE OF SUBJECT GO.]

Two people's worth a shot.

[She adjusts a leather bracer idly.]

What are you, a mage? Got any speed spells, potions, whatever, that you can pop for this?

[feigntalent]

[Awkward conversation is a go! Sabette scratches the back of her neck and peers into the woods.]

Oh. Uh, y-yeah. No worries, I... guess. After all, you didn't know. So... I guess it's okay.

[Hoo boy, if only the people back home could see this. It's probably for the best that they can't. There'd be a lot less talking and a lot more "holy crap it's the Horde quick kill it before it kills us". ...It's a lot more common than you might assume in Goldshire.]

A mage? No. A rogue. But I'm pretty sure I can pop something if need be. I'd just have to remember it. I don't use it except for running away from things trying to kill me.

[Like birds. And gnolls. And murlocs. And thugs. And most of the wildlife of Azeroth.]

[nashrath]

Eh, whatever keeps you alive.

I'm going to Ghost Wolf again. Don't flip out.

[Much humming and glowing goes here.]

Try to think of it more as a dragon-enforced vacation?

[bybloodandhonor]

[Seated on the fountain, with a book borrowed from the church, Tirion is trying to make the best of this situation.

He does look up from his reading to watch the shaman's attempts. What happens with the robe certainly gets a surprised eyebrow raise. And then some concern at the channeled spell being broken.]

Are you alright?

FFFF THE LICH KING IS HERE WHAT KIND OF VACATION IS THAT

[nashrath]

[Look, guy, she's been ignoring you and was hoping she could continue to d- was that Orcish?]

Fine.

[Nash looks the human up and down, looking for signs that he might be from Theramore or something. Because...seriously. Theramore. They're nuts over there.]

I didn't say it was a -good- vacation

[bybloodandhonor]

[Indeed it is. His orcish has gotten pretty decent lately, since he's gotten the chance to practice it.

And there are no signs of being from Theramore, but there is a tabard of the Argent Crusade. And a big ass sword. He looks at where she had run into the forest with the rope before turning his attention back to her.]

I don't think you're going to get out that easily.

lol

[nashrath]

[Yeah, she sees that. Hence the ignoring. Because maybe it would lead her to being ignored back. Which was good. Because the alternative was probably getting her ass kicked.]

Yeah...[Her tone is dry, and she gives the rope another tug to demonstrate the futility of the whole exercise.] I figured that out.

[And, uh, yeah. That would be the other reason she tries not to start conversations with heavily-armed paladins. There is no OFF button on the sarcasm.]

It's worth a shot, though. I would rather try for days and discover that there AREN'T any weak spots than not try and, later, discover that there WERE.