OOC: Serifey is a Dragonborn, so she kind of looks like a humanoid dragon)

"Well, my father was an elf. And when I was born I was kidnapped by an elf. I speak Elvish because of this."

[OOC: I see I thought you were an eladrin ;) ] 

"i see " replies Vrailin " That's an interesting  history. What did your mother when you were kinadped? "

Ayala shakes her head over Ezal's haggling and steps back out of the store. Looks like my purse is a bit too light for any magical items just yet. Wandering over to the others waiting outside, she listens to Vrailin and Serifey discussing family history and sits down to wait for her companions to be ready to leave.

"She flew after the Lady who took me, with shards of eggshell in her claws, and stole me back."

"I see. That's quite a history. And how did you ended here?" 

I was with another group for a while, but the King summoned me alone, and the other leader of our old group had to go home, so the group disbanded.

"Well. If your other grou was as slow buying supplies as is ths one. No doubt that the leader decided to go home. We all will be dead by the time they had finished. What are we waiting for by the way?" 

Vrailin looks down to the shop's entrance, as if her words could make that all of the oarty magically finish their bussnies and be ready there.

"Ezal is buying objects I believe!" Serifey put away the eggshell and sighed. "How about you? How did you end up here?"

Gunnar sadly walks out of the magic store, no endless flagon of alee in sight. He perks up when he sees his party and jogs quickly over to them stopping short of the blue lady, "oh no" he said gasping, "you have the blue fever" he said shocked. He quickly takes off his shirt and puts it on her, trying to warm her up. "QUICKLY" he shouts to his companions, "get a fire going, if she looses anymore body heat she'll die"

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Gunnar sadly walks out of the magic store, no endless flagon of alee in sight. He perks up when he sees his party and jogs quickly over to them stopping short of the blue lady, "oh no" he said gasping, "you have the blue fever" he said shocked. He quickly takes off his shirt and puts it on her, trying to warm her up. "QUICKLY" he shouts to his companions, "get a fire going, if she looses anymore body heat she'll die"

"No, I just breathed on her." Serifey breathes her frost breath into the air, rolling her eyes. "She's an ice elf, idiot!"

"oh" he says folding his shirt and putting is in his bag, he does a little bow "I am sorry for the mistake..uh I didn't notice that...my mother said i wouldn't notice if I walked off a cliff...so..uh..sorry"

Vrailin's face turns as cold as ice. Those near her could feel the temparture droping rapidly. She talks very slowly, refraining her wrath. " Don't you ever, never, touch me again." 

With that she leaves crossing the street and looking for some place more quiet. Where she was standing there is a small ice plaque.

"What is this 'blue fever' anyway?" Serifey looked at Gunnar, questioning. "I lived in freezing mountains most of my life and never heard of it."

"It happens sometimes in my village." Gunnar explains "We call it the blue fever because the person looses so much body heat that there skin turns blue, but they get so cold the feel warm and some areas that you touch would feel warm as well. It is very deadly, but with proper treatment you can recover easily, although you might loose a body part to the cold"

"So it's like bad hypothermia?" Serifey looked confused. "And the cure is to get them warm?"

Carcywin looks distraught as no parasols were in sight. 7

"I do not understand the full treatment, it's much more complicated. My grandmother knows it though." He says, "and what's a the hypo..thing you just said"

"Hypothermia? It is where you become too cold. You can loose limbs from it. It's also called frostbite, by some."

"Yes, I'll take it. But I have your word and your dagger - try anything funny..." The shopkeeper steps over to the cellar, and a few seconds later, he pulled out some high boots. "Ere ya go."