Crumlark wrote:TotallyNotEvilLand wrote:One that you have a description of in a camp primarily full of males, however, is. Nyreen placed herself at a worn-down picnic table, and pulled an egg sandwich out of her satchel. She was dressed in a white robe with the image of a torc on the front of it. Combined with the cleaned brown hair and cream-colored fur, she was the typical Pravyetian. Just needed a boat and a bag of money.
And yet, she was still not excessively effeminate. Little more than jaw width and facial features set her apart, and she took care to avoid being seen standing out. To the world, she was Reil, alive, and not much else.
Sa'ach, having given a few days for her leg to heal, began preparing her next step of the plan- to leave the camp unnoticed, and thus lose her pursuers for a couple years while they figure out which caravan she snuck onto.
My response to that is an astounding meh.
Some of the soldiers / guards are overheard muttering something in Reilish. It seemed they were ordered to investigate the caravans coming both in or out. Someone had been smuggling illegal substances into the camp.
