"Got everything, Trelly bells? Looks like -- oof -- it's going to be a long walk. Man, could you have packed these any lighter?"
Ramili heaves her backpack to the ground with another grunt, shading her eyes from the mid-morning sun. Her small, thin face splits into a grin as she catches her employer's eye; though Trellana is in the midst of her stretches, her nose pressed to her ankle in a split, she still manages to give Ramili a withering glare that suggests she is wasting valuable air.
The slight half elf laughs, flopping back onto her pack rather than the grass. Her eyes stray to the entrance of the inn, waiting for their travel companions-to-be as she picks dirt from underneath her nails.
"Hey, Trell...fifty plat says they left early."
Ramili heaves her backpack to the ground with another grunt, shading her eyes from the mid-morning sun. Her small, thin face splits into a grin as she catches her employer's eye; though Trellana is in the midst of her stretches, her nose pressed to her ankle in a split, she still manages to give Ramili a withering glare that suggests she is wasting valuable air.
The slight half elf laughs, flopping back onto her pack rather than the grass. Her eyes stray to the entrance of the inn, waiting for their travel companions-to-be as she picks dirt from underneath her nails.
"Hey, Trell...fifty plat says they left early."

