[Since this scene was scripted without Alice or Yulya, and Cat did respond, then we shall commence henceforth.]Ashley finished her meal with a satisfied look on her face, seeing Elizabeth looking the other way she whispered to Cat, "Your cooking is better." Then continued, "Not bad Liz, hey, when does the crowd usually show up?"
Elizabeth waltzed over and smiled with a devilish grin, "tomorrow around lunch. You know, Freya worried about you, not your team as much, you specifically, in fact you made quite an impression on many of the regulars of course the little image of you in kitten form was a feature of many discussions, and it took days before Herald was back and Josephia didn't help with her near non-stop singing about you."
A poster on the wall still hung as if new.
"Not to mention Brutus, though he also said to say hi to you Cat the Barbarian, if I should see you."
She turned back to Ashley with a keen glare, "I don't know all that you said to Freya, but if I find out you're not as gentle as a kitten with her,"
dark swirls formed in her eyes "even Theilia won't he able to protect you."
There was a gust of wind and a black-gloved, disembodied hand wrapped around Elizabeth's neck followed after a shimmer by a familiar woman dressed all in black leather, "Did I hear my name?
Liz? Are you being impolite to my favorite human?"
In a frog-like croak, Elizabeth said, "Oh there you are, I thought I felt your presence."
"HA!"
the drow assassin said disbelievingly, and pushed Elizabeth aside, "Hello again Ashley. Don't let her petty protectionist rhetoric of her precious Freya dissuade you from being just who you are, at all. So..."
She sat backwards on a chair and faced Ashley, paten leather clad legs spread, she leaned on the back and smiled at her. "how did your first quest go?"
Ashley leaned back, "Well it's kinda not done yet, sort of I guess we did get paid but there's a follow-on. We came back to level and report to Freya on other things but Cat and I are going to go see about a trade guild license for me, it might help us make more ya know?""Hmm," She said with a whip of her hair, "how interesting."
A little uncomfortable, Ashley said, "Yeah, well Cat and I are going to go do that now, so...""I'll leave you then,
for now."
With a wink and a flash of wispy black fire-heat-like shimmer, she was gone.Ashley addressed Elizabeth who was looking rather sheepish now, "Hey, um, I don't have anything against Freya, or anything much to do with her so don't worry."
Elizabeth sulked a bit but waved her acknowledgement, "The trade guild is a bit... picky, don't take it personally... and good luck."
[Optional Interactions and goodbyes.]With that, Ashley and Cat left for the guild, having seen a map in the market square they headed there first, spotted the guild and headed that way. The sights and sounds of Neverwinter never ceases to amaze. Especially now that they were crossing the bridge to the north and the more affluent areas where the trade guild was housed.
The north market, across the river from the southern more common market, was filled with high end shops, jewelry, dress shops, beautiful gilded displays and food well out of any reasonable price range. There in all it's glory was the trade guild. The gilded stonework was quite telling as to how much the guild made from its members.
Ashley and Cat approach the doors and before they reach it, a tall elven man steps out and greets them. "May I help you... ladies with something?"
"Yeah, uh, I want to get a trade guild license." Ashley said defensively."I'm sorry you don't seem to be on the schedule, who is sponsoring you?"
Ashley looked at Cat and then back to him, "I'll sponsor myself."
He stifled a laugh trying to make it look like a cough, "As I suspected, unless you have a... more refined sponsor..."
he squinted at Ashley's tag and straightened then continued in a disinterested, tired tone, "Ashley the ironclad adventurer of Neverwinter, there are no licenses currently available. So do take your pet and run along to your adventuring guild or whatever it's called. Ta."
He waved Ashley and Cat off like flies from a picnic and continued to guard the door.[Required interaction from Cat and then Ashley]
