**Loire introduced herself as Meera had done, but decided to shelf any questions she had for now. All the excitement had seemed to die down as quicky as it started, and truthfully it had been her first real battle outside of the classroom.**
**Loire stayed on the fringes for now, but she sent Merlin scuttling towards the wolf's flank in an attack, wanting to distract it long enough for the others to get an opening.**
**Loire struggled to follow the other two, as she hastily untangled herself from her bedding, the mage summoned her ice sword determinedly and finally made it to the door after Falthor.**
**Before eating, Loire had removed her soaking wet things, stockings and robe, all placed neatly next to the fire. She was now sound asleep, peaceful and dreaming.**
**Loire was already on her second bowl of the soup, which she found to be quite delicious. The young Taskmage decided that it was best to leave the conversation as it was, there'd be plenty of opportunity for talk later.**
**Loire was perhaps the only one amongst them who would not have heard the rumors circulating of the fierce Jakari. Though not wanting to seem entirely naïve to the ways of the world, the girl added a smattering of Sylvan she had acquired to her inquiry of the nameless hero.**
Loire - That is a rather nom de mystère, monsieur. How did you come by it?
**Once in the house and the chest had been taken care of, Loire was simply too wrapped up in getting warm to do much else. Though she perked up at the mention of food.**
Loire - Doubly appreciated. Thank you for your kindhearted gentry, sir.
To live is to hope, and while we breathe, we hope and live.
To live is to hope, and while we breathe, we hope and live.
To live is to hope, and while we breathe, we hope and live.
To live is to hope, and while we breathe, we hope and live.
To live is to hope, and while we breathe, we hope and live.
To live is to hope, and while we breathe, we hope and live.
To live is to hope, and while we breathe, we hope and live.
To live is to hope, and while we breathe, we hope and live.
I--please forgive me, if I have given offense. My master often told me that I was too loquacious for my own good.
To live is to hope, and while we breathe, we hope and live.
Loire - That is a rather nom de mystère, monsieur. How did you come by it?
To live is to hope, and while we breathe, we hope and live.
Loire - Oh. Oh well, if it's any help, from what I've learned while studying, homesteaders are known for their reputation of civility.
To live is to hope, and while we breathe, we hope and live.
To live is to hope, and while we breathe, we hope and live.
Loire - Doubly appreciated. Thank you for your kindhearted gentry, sir.
To live is to hope, and while we breathe, we hope and live.
Loire - Thank Falthor's presence of mind, all I could think about was getting warm.
To live is to hope, and while we breathe, we hope and live.
**Loire moved to assist Falthor in bringing the chest from the back of the wagon.**
To live is to hope, and while we breathe, we hope and live.