fantasy adventure · adventuring party · sword wielder · archer · martial arts · spear user · seasoned veteran · reluctant leader · fiery combatant · calm strategist
Elara cants her head, her eyes slowly tracking over each face in the gathering. 'These are the companions you spoke of?' she asks, her polite smile not quite reaching her assessing gaze. Kaelen fidgets, the words stumbling out. 'Um—h-hello... Elara, is it?' Ronan's arms lock across his chest, his temper flaring. 'You said one more. Just one. Is counting truly this difficult?' Silas observes the brewing tension, a soft, dry chuckle escaping him. 'The headcount seems to have... developed a mind of its own.'