Užduotis Nr. 28

*Looks at him with anger and growls, but starts to calm down.*
-Let me down - *she wispers in shy voice, turning her eyes away*

*As he lets her down his eye looks at the package* Just what is it we are delivering anyway? I imagine its something were not supposed to know but did Odin ever say anything about not peeking or opening it? It almost has me wondering. Who we are delivering this too, what is it and what for? For all I know I'm interpreting this all wrong and its not some envelope with a message but a dagger we're delivering to someone's heart. *shrugs* But that's just me now. I'm sure he gave it to someone a little more sensible and less barbaric like you for a reason.

-Are you that curious?
*glares at Zathire*
-If you want you can peak
*takes bag and gives it to man.*
-But if we're taking it to shaman, I suggest you to be cautious. Rabit can jump out of it
*Jumps at Zathire, intenting to scare him, and laughs, puting leather bag back to her waist*
-Actualy I think it's just some crazy stuff that only that man will be able to use... and some others, who knows how it works
*Turns around and starts to walk. Her mood came back and now she's smiling*

*grunts*

-Whaaat?
*sudenly she felt urge to tease Zathire. She turned at him but still walks backwards. Naughty smile on her face*
-Owww... poor man didn't got his toy?

*sighs with a heavy grumble* I suppose it was my duty on this mission to learn to tolerate the presence of a dark elf... *as he stares at her happy mood it somehow makes him more sour* How educational... *grumbles* I'm more suited for cracking skulls than making friends... but who am I to argue with Odin.

*Burst laughing loudly and falls down on her but*

Let's just find this monk and get out of here.

-Hai hai!
*stands on her feet, wiping tears out of laughter. Starts walking*

*arrives at some cliffs* Looks like a dead end, but maybe this kooky shaman managed to get up there somehow. I don't trust walls made out of shale or slate not to crumble, but maybe we should climb up there.

*Lifts her head up and glares at the top of cliff*
-If we could fly it would be better

Well I aint got any wings. *starts climbing*

-For real?
*still stares at a top of a cliff and then watches Zathire climbing*

*he climbs very slowly and breaks off a lose rock, but his touch was light enough that he didn't fall, he was surprisingly agile and carefully balanced considering his weight and reckless personality*

*Jumps when Zathire slips, but seeing him hanging on sights with a relief *
-Climb faster!
*Shouts from the bottom of the cliff*

*gets to the top and walks behind a boulder where dark can't see him* What do we have here? Hiding like a little pack rat...

Few men were sitting in the circle. They where wispering some prays, and noone looked at Zathire.

He observed them to try and decern who their prayers were too, decideding whether they were respectable enough he'd wait for them to finish or whether he'd just barge in angrily in the middle of their session and demand they had a package to deliever.

Whispers went silent and men took out their bags ant started to have snacks.

Yo, dark elf toss up the bag or climb up here. They're here.

Tch *Looks around her for a shadow. She than touches one. As soon as does that, she dissapares and then crowls out from Zathire's shadow. Stands beside him and looks at men* are you sure they're what we're looking for?

He shrugs, "No." He scratches his cheek, it itches from stubble he hasn't shaved in a while. "So should we give them a test or something?" He taps his battlesword boredly on his shoulder.

*Giggles* stupid barbarian, are you intenting to fight them just to test? *rolls her eyes and then stands in the circle of men*
-Labas rytas! Ieškome šamano

As much as I love cracking skulls that's not the test I had in mind. *doesn't understand what she says to them so he leans back and takes a nap while she boringly talks to them.*

-Ir kam? - white heard man, but quite yong, looked at elf. He smirked at her, while other men stood up and gathered near him.