Nissa
"Thank you," I say to Gisla.
I look at her bag. How much oil can the big people carry? More than half a halfling, to be sure.
"I'll need more oil. Send a man down with a few bottles." I understand the fear, but I'll speak plainly to Gisla. She knows time is of the essence. "Be sure whoever you send to follow me understands who I work for. I don't need one who will bow or avert his eyes—just a man who will give me a bottle when I ask for it, and trust my intentions. A fast runner. I don't want him to engage the enemy."
I don't wait for the man. I fly back to join Alin and Bressel, trusting Gisla knows it's best to keep me armed.
When I get close to Alin and Bressel, I wave my torch in the demons' direction.
"You shoot. I bomb."
"Thank you," I say to Gisla.
I look at her bag. How much oil can the big people carry? More than half a halfling, to be sure.
"I'll need more oil. Send a man down with a few bottles." I understand the fear, but I'll speak plainly to Gisla. She knows time is of the essence. "Be sure whoever you send to follow me understands who I work for. I don't need one who will bow or avert his eyes—just a man who will give me a bottle when I ask for it, and trust my intentions. A fast runner. I don't want him to engage the enemy."
I don't wait for the man. I fly back to join Alin and Bressel, trusting Gisla knows it's best to keep me armed.
When I get close to Alin and Bressel, I wave my torch in the demons' direction.
"You shoot. I bomb."
Valar Lord
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