
Evangeline walks into the quicksand, still sore from one of her training sessions. Her body was not used to such strenuous effort, and her prodigious soreness made even walking an ordeal. She leans up against the railing, reaching down and massaging some feelings back into her thigh, before noticing her nearby companion.
"Ah, hello there young Ser." She winces, "Sorry for bothering you."
With a wry grin, "Though you wouldn't happen to know a remedy for sore muscles, by any chance?"
"Ah, hello there young Ser." She winces, "Sorry for bothering you."
With a wry grin, "Though you wouldn't happen to know a remedy for sore muscles, by any chance?"