02-05-2020, 08:38 PM
The aide shakes her hands and mutters requests to turn back. Andrea pulls open the tent flap and sees a woman glowing gold sitting peacefully with a pipe on a small table and a book in her hands. She looks up and remarks in Imperial:
Glowing woman-[Imperial]: "What I am help you General?"
Man from behind-[Imperial]: "Ignore my intrusion if you would."
Andrea turns about to face the man. He wears a lordly white fur cloak mantled by a heater shield and a leather cuirass etched with artistic runes. His hair is clean, white and waves down to his ears. His skin is only a few shades browner than dark of night.
Unknown Man-[Imperial]: "They call me by Marcutio of the Tymarin, what be thy call wild enchantress?"
Glowing woman-[Imperial]: "What I am help you General?"
Man from behind-[Imperial]: "Ignore my intrusion if you would."
Andrea turns about to face the man. He wears a lordly white fur cloak mantled by a heater shield and a leather cuirass etched with artistic runes. His hair is clean, white and waves down to his ears. His skin is only a few shades browner than dark of night.
Unknown Man-[Imperial]: "They call me by Marcutio of the Tymarin, what be thy call wild enchantress?"

