It was fascinating stuff, this book he'd found, and even when he exited the bookstore and headed back into the market he was distracted and lost in thought at what he'd learned. Something for the Council to be aware of, certainly, and likey sooner rather than later...
His name drew him from his reverie and he blinked, dodging around a grumpy shopper who had been ready to walk right through him if he hadn't moved. It took a moment of looking around through all the heavily-bundled crowd, but at least blue eyes lit upon a familiar form as she came right up to him and his face crinkled into a smile beneath his scarf. "Weaver, it's a pleasure to see you. I came to trade some books for Deepfrost, and I'm on my way to help Loren up at the Citadel in a bit. How are you doing today?" They had engaged in a few adventures together, sparred and assisted common friends, but the same thought struck the bard: he knew little of the warrior woman with the wicked scythe beyond those shared undertakings. "May I walk with you a ways?" No time like the present to fix that!
His name drew him from his reverie and he blinked, dodging around a grumpy shopper who had been ready to walk right through him if he hadn't moved. It took a moment of looking around through all the heavily-bundled crowd, but at least blue eyes lit upon a familiar form as she came right up to him and his face crinkled into a smile beneath his scarf. "Weaver, it's a pleasure to see you. I came to trade some books for Deepfrost, and I'm on my way to help Loren up at the Citadel in a bit. How are you doing today?" They had engaged in a few adventures together, sparred and assisted common friends, but the same thought struck the bard: he knew little of the warrior woman with the wicked scythe beyond those shared undertakings. "May I walk with you a ways?" No time like the present to fix that!
