Regina a froncé sa position et a marché jusqu'à ses étagères. En rejetant immédiatement les rouleaux, elle s'est agenouillée pour regarder les livres plus près du sol, traçant les différentes fixations - dont certaines semblaient assez anciennes en effet. Elle a renvoyé les livres au bout d'une minute.
"Rien de approprié, mais j'ai peut-être quelque chose à aider." Elle est allée à Ivan ne tenant rien du tout et s'est accroupie pour rencontrer son regard. "Puis-je?"
Please stick your CS into the OOC first, the drop it in here when accepted. If it's got larger images feel free to stick it in a hider, but I don't consider that a requirement.
NPC's will get a mention here with a short description, along with any important roleplay details, but I'm leaving them largely open to interpretation. Most of the time.
Caravan Master - an old, limping, rough and somewhat unpleasant fellow with a record for getting people up north in very good time and having survived trips through weather many don't dare tempt.
Caravan Master's Horse - I figured the poor sod needed a mention somewhere. He's almost as old as the caravan master and twice the pain in the ass.