Happy Wagon Trails

"Nessie, you should introduce us. You look the most ferocious!"

She pushes Nessie forward, or at least tries to.

Half pushed at the back of the knee and half startled by the sudden pressure, Nessie stumbles forward a bit. "Uhh," she starts, glancing around herself and then up at the Mistress, "Um, hello there. My name is Nessie. This is Miss Hollysharp." She glances back at Sera, and then looks at the others in tow, realizing that in the pressure of the moment she has forgotten a couple names. she looks back at the Mistress and murmurs, "And.. uh.. company."

The dragonborn does her best to stand tall and proud as she says, "We are, each of us, capable warriors, and we'd like to be hired on as your guards for this immediate venture."

Seraphina has strapped on her shield and proudly displays her weapon (and stands on her toes discretely).

Monte leans against a nearby horse hitch and busies herself with checking the sharpness of the point of her spear. "Yo." she waves over at the Mistress. Then twirls her spear into her back holster.

"Why won't they hire us?" Seraphina responds.

"You're saying that if you hired us, no one else would..? How come?"

Nessie looks a bit displeased by that, "Well, if that's the case, then they wouldn't hire us anyway." She gestures vaguely to herself, Sera and Monte. "May as well work with you, yeah?"

"You must be the ones I am looking for." He says in an almost whisper when he saw the party that fit the bill of the ones he saw in a dream.

Godfrey, from a far he looks human but getting closer one would notice that behind his thick blonde hair his ears are quite pointed. A half elf in light travelers attire and wearing a circlet with a red stone (Circlet of Blasting). He carries with him a crystal orb and only has two daggers as his weapon, he doesn't look much like an adventurer.

"This is destiny." Godfrey approaches, his eyes sparkle with excitement.

"I'll help them out my lady." Godfrey enters the conversation.

"The angels arranged an encounter with this young ladies who may need my assistance. And to them I am happy to comply." He talks as if he's got one loose screw in the head.

He didn't even pay attention much to what the party's job was.

"How rude of me not to introduce myself to you ladies. I'm Godfrey Valadriel, emissary of the Celestials." He introduced himself with a wide smile on his face, arms open and away from his weapons to show that he mean no harm.

Nessie stares at Godfrey for a moment, a bit slack-jawed, eyes wide. She looks back toward Seraphina, a puzzled expression on her face. She holds her hands out, as if expecting an explanation.

"So you saying none of these other poor bastardswould hire us on once we been with you? Well buncha right shit, that is. I say fuck 'em and show 'em what's what by getting your wagon through the cursed bloody wood, eh?" Everyone who looks at Monte sees a fire in her eye as she speaks.

As Godfrey approaches and starts talking, Monte turns to stare at him with cold indifference. Then looks towards Sera and raises an eyebrow while thumbs over at Godfrey.

Seraphina turns to this new dressed-up half elf and sizes him up in a second. Daggers were serviceable, but the tiara and crystal orbs look like something out of a charlatan costume for what an adventurer might look like. Then she catches the gem in the sunlight and realizes that the tiara isn't fake, and the crystal has a faint swirling going on. Way too pretty to be an actual adventurer though.

"Excuse me, we're in the middle of business negotiations," she says with mild annoyance. "I'm sorry Mistress, we don't know this man."

Did he say Angels?