Re: ranger Test Thread
If it weren't for the sheer strangeness of the encounter, Revalli would probably have scowled harshly at the woman. No, she hadn't deigned to give her name, and when the woman revealed herself as Badarian, or at least seemingly heading for Badaria since she had no idea what Bardia might be, the venomous hate that rose in her throat prevented her from speaking further. She stepped aside and let the woman go past, staring at her with a fairly blank expression until she was out of sight, pondering all the while whether it was worth it to incinerate the stranger. Was she Badarian? Revalli hadn't noticed an accent, but she had been speaking Crolian instead of the Southern tongue, perhaps because she had heard Revalli speaking such first as the elf thought further.
Abandoning thoughts of the stranger, Revalli shook her head once she was out of sight and turned to walk into the mill, looking to locate the grain. She didn't need to worry about the ghost unless it tried to bother her, at which point she would deal with things as they came. Her goal was the grain, and first she needed to make sure that it was suitable to eat before she tried to figure out how to move it to the town.