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[the_lioness]

*Well-armed and dressed for traveling, Alanna exits the staff quarters and looks around the room. She stops by the notice board and rereads Lady Ako's notice about the illness, shaking her head. Restless and ready to be on the way, she climbs up on a chair near the door and speaks loudly, but not overly so.*

Right. Who is going with me?

[OOC: Narnia-quest participants only please.]

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[creator_raven]

Raven studies the woman, noting her red hair and purple eyes.

He nods, slightly, and approaches.

"You are Sir Alanna, yes?"

[the_lioness]

I am, yes. *She smiles, bowing as much as possible while perched upon the chair. There's a definite aura of excitement about her.* What is your name, sir?

[creator_raven]

Raven grins. He also seems to be faintly vibrating. Or bouncing.

"They call me Raven."

[the_lioness]

Ah, yes. Raven. *Alanna beams.* I think we have a few friends in common. Faith mentioned you, and Adam said you've been assisting him as of late.

*She looks grateful.*

I'm pleased to finally meet you. I suspect we'll know each other quite well by the end of this quest. How many people are sick now, do you know?

[creator_raven]

"I am pleased to meet you, as well. You keep good company."

He gives a fleeting smile, then he frowns.

"As to the number of sick--that I do not know. It is not quite an epidemic, but it is certainly bad enough."

[the_lioness]

I like to think so. It seems you do as well.

*Sobering, she nods.*

Tim is my main concern, but I've heard talk of others. Extra limbs, color changes... it's really rather horrific. *A determined look crosses her face.* My healing Gift may be of no use to the stricken, but we will heal this somehow.

[prone-to-panic.livejournal.com]

Archie nods decisively, he can do that sometimes.

"I said I'd do anything I could to help, and I will. Count me in, it's about time i did something to earn my keep."

[the_lioness]

*Alanna nods decisively right back and smiles brightly.*

I saw your name on the sign up sheet. *She snickers.* I told the rest of security that you were coming with me, so it's good you agree.

[prone-to-panic.livejournal.com]

Archie grins at Alanna.

"It's good that someone is looking out for me."

His face turns serious.

"Is it as bad as they are saying?"

[skjaldmeyjar.livejournal.com]

Svava's not up to going on something like this. Not even yet. But there's a faint smile as she walks over, looking at Archie and Alanna.

[the_lioness]

*Alanna gives Svava a fond smile before addressing Archie once more.*

It's not good. Tim is very ill, and I've heard tales of... additional limbs? Things like that. We can not fail.

[prone-to-panic.livejournal.com]

Archie gives Svava his own version of the fond smile and slides his arm around her waist, kissing her gently on the temple in greeting before turning back to Alanna.

"We won't fail. What are we going to look for that can cure something like additional limbs?"

Just when you thought Milliways couldn't get any stranger.

[son-of-all.livejournal.com]

She attracts Atreyu's attention well enough, but he's been waiting for a little while, uneasily trying to decide what sort of creatures he might help best. She has a familiar look, at least, confidence and readiness combined. Her weapons are comprehensible.

Raven moves toward her, and in that moment he is decided, shouldering bow and arrows and stepping up to stand behind the slightly...bouncing deity.

"I would help you," he murmurs to Alanna, "if I may."

[the_lioness]

Of course you may. *Alanna smiles, not so subtly admiring his bow and arrow. She taught herself to be good with a sword, but archery is her true talent.* I'm Sir Alanna of Trebond, knight and security staffer. And you are?

[son-of-all.livejournal.com]

"I am Atreyu," he says with the slightest smile in return, light glinting in his eyes. "I haven't been here so long, myself. But I thought something should be done."

She's eyeing the bow, and he silently hopes it meets with her approval. It's strong enough, but perhaps a bit too light, and he hasn't had much time to grow used to it.

[the_lioness]

It is an honor to meet you Atreyu. *She bows, biting her lip.* That's the kind of attitude I wish more people would take.

Forgive me for staring. I'm something of an archer myself, although I do not get as much practice as I would like.

*Alanna smiles, relieved on some level that it's a bow, and not a gun.*

[son-of-all.livejournal.com]

"Nor have I, of late," Atreyu admits, the set of his shoulders relaxing just a bit, easing from angles to curves. "Only recently did I learn that creatures in the woods could be hunted."

He gives her half a bow in return, clasping his hands together in front of him, a strangely innocent gesture. "Do you know where we are going?" he asks when he straightens up again, curiosity clear in his eyes.

[the_lioness]

*She nods.* There are targets out back as well. I would be happy to show you another time. *Alanna frowns slightly, glancing at the door.* I do not. Hopefully it will be somewhere we can all negotiate, but at the very least, it will be an adventure. *Her eyes light up.*

[backwardname.livejournal.com]

"Well, there's us."

Campbell Alexander, in a pinstripe blouse and courdoroy pants, with a Doberman Pinscher on a harness.

"I'm Campbell, this one here is Judge. We're a set."

[the_lioness]

*Alanna smiles warmly.*

Well, it is lovely to meet you both. We should be on our way shortly.

[wellthrownstone.livejournal.com]

*Go*

*That's all the reason he needs*

I'll go! You've got my sword at your side.

[the_lioness]

*Alanna cheerfully pats Garion's shoulder.*

And you've mine. I'm happy to have you along, Garion.

[friggin-gift.livejournal.com]

Boone comes downstairs, his bag over his shoulder, and walks over to the group.

"You guys are going to try and help the sick people right?"

[the_lioness]

We are indeed. Nice to have you along.

*Alanna grins at him and decides that this is a good sized group. Time to be on their way.

She has the key and knows what they need. Taking a deep breath, she unlocks the door and walks through.*

[friggin-gift.livejournal.com]

Boone hesitates a moment, looks back at the bar, and steps though.

He hopes he can keep his promise to Shannon.