Afternoon before

Acea stares hard at the elf before responding to him. After listen to him ramble about this and that she responds slowly and carefully so his obviously disturbed mind can understand her. "You, threatened two of our party members when one was doing no more than singing on an open well travelled road, that anyone, and I do mean anyone could see us on atleast 300 feet ahead of us. Anyone would also already know we are coming the Canon did not keep his plan secret. You began this foolishness and I trust you still less than I trust a drow, and if you threaten anyone in the group again I will stop trying to disfuse this situation. I have a feeling that you are less liked now than you have ever been before. As for Peerless he is an arogant and foolish elf and you are not any better, if worse, he never pulled a rapier on you, but i have little doubt he would have killed you in your sleep if it benifited him, however that is neither here nor there. I can shoot a bow, perhaps my performance at the contest, was not the best, but I can hit a target and at the moment I feel you are far more dangerous than any oponents we may come upon from the outside. A group that can not trust its own members will fail, and at the moment we cannot trust you. I do not think you realize how close you have come to meeting your god today. Yes the cleric maybe sound insane talking to a voice only he can hear, but how do you know he is not talking to his god? Have you ever been a cleric? Has the holy order of Solonor with the great voice of a god spoken to you? I know god speak to their devout followers, just becuase one drinks on a journey does not mean they are not a devout follower of a god and that the god can not speak to them. Plus I have yet to hear the perlander say that his god is speaking to him. People often speak to themselves as well and there is nothing insane about that. Everyone has their use in a group, however your use maybe less than the cost of keeping you here."

Acea pauses for a moment at this point before continuing, "Personally I would chose to leave you behind at this point in time, I do not want to go on a mission with someone I do not trust. I will completely ignore your accusation of me being a drow since the paladin here can quickly disbase that notion, and I will just assume it is another of your insane rambles. Personally if I was you I would just not speak, but if you are going to continue speaking beware, for though you do not think that the two perlanders have taken offense they may well have. In fact I think I will ignore all your rambling from this point on, since you may serve a purpose, but I do not think it is worth more than the trouble you are going to cause. Personally you are worth less than a copper to me, and I will have no problem with your removal from the group if the option or possiblity ever comes up. There is no way for this large of a group to move stealthy so, your corcern and threatening of the parties only cleric is foolish and stupid." At this Acea becomes quiet and puts the thought of the foolish fop of an elf out of her mind completely, exceopt for the thought that he might make an amusing song.
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Looking at Acea you see a small elven female. She has piercing green eyes and deep brown hair. You notice that her eyes never seem to stay still and that she keeps close watch on the harp she has strung over her back.