[ As Clive laughs, Joshua feels a laugh bubbling up into his throat as well. It's true, he's always followed in Clive's footsteps. He knows his brother like he knows himself. Clive may be his Shield, but Clive has an intense desire to help others, and he can't deny that. ]
Alright, alright. We can take turns.
[ A woman of shadow... He, too, takes it to mean a woman in dark robes, but it's another lead to follow. He nods, folding his arms. ]
Any ideas where? If we have to go outside to find her, there's no telling when this storm will cease.
[ Taking turns is about as good as it's going to get and he chuckles softly in agreeance. ]
No, but she can't be far. From what little I've heard and seen, this "Grove" isn't that large. And it seems most are moving into the Inn for this Winter.
[ He nods to the fire, and how hot it burns without seeming anyone tending to it. ]
[ Hm. Seems correct. Like the entirety of Martha's Rest moving into the tavern due to the weather. ]
It sounds like we shouldn't have too much trouble finding her if that's the case.
[ Sitting by the fire has bled the cold from his bones, and while he doesn't think he's at 100% quite yet, Joshua feels confident that he can get up and walk around a warm building without setting off his cough too badly. He stands, subtly stretching out his back muscles. ]
[ He knows there's no convincing Joshua to rest longer. They don't have his medicine here, and who knows how much the Phoenix's flames actually healed, and he's going to fret the entire time-
-But neither brother is the type to sit for too long. So he pushes himself to his feet, reaching out to his sword propped up against the wall and swings it back into it's scabbard on his back. ]
Let's.
[ And for once since they're reunion? He's content to not lead the way. Instead he gestures with his hand, amused. ]
Lead the way, Lord Rosfield. Your shield stands ever ready to serve.
[ Somewhere he's sure Jote is pouting even harder than she first did when Joshua chose to let her serves focus on the Hideaway. ]
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Alright, alright. We can take turns.
[ A woman of shadow... He, too, takes it to mean a woman in dark robes, but it's another lead to follow. He nods, folding his arms. ]
Any ideas where? If we have to go outside to find her, there's no telling when this storm will cease.
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No, but she can't be far. From what little I've heard and seen, this "Grove" isn't that large. And it seems most are moving into the Inn for this Winter.
[ He nods to the fire, and how hot it burns without seeming anyone tending to it. ]
She must be around.
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It sounds like we shouldn't have too much trouble finding her if that's the case.
[ Sitting by the fire has bled the cold from his bones, and while he doesn't think he's at 100% quite yet, Joshua feels confident that he can get up and walk around a warm building without setting off his cough too badly. He stands, subtly stretching out his back muscles. ]
Well? Shall we, then?
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-But neither brother is the type to sit for too long. So he pushes himself to his feet, reaching out to his sword propped up against the wall and swings it back into it's scabbard on his back. ]
Let's.
[ And for once since they're reunion? He's content to not lead the way. Instead he gestures with his hand, amused. ]
Lead the way, Lord Rosfield. Your shield stands ever ready to serve.
[ Somewhere he's sure Jote is pouting even harder than she first did when Joshua chose to let her serves focus on the Hideaway. ]