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Location: Started at the War Room // Finished at the blaze in the ruins on her way to the tower.
Health: Great
Inventory: Sheaths for the daggers, a bow but no arrows, backpack, satchel, necklace.
Actions: Thanked Kylmie and admired her, fussed at the prince for his rudeness towards 9, revealed her own gift, told the others they could gather their things before joining her at the stables, headed off and caught sight of the blaze... alerted a soldier and then went to check it out since it was on her way anyway.[/hider]

Aevah smiled gratefully at Kyrtaar, "Thank you my friend..."

Aevah looked up at the Nymph as she spoke in rhymes that Aevah was positive she'd heard somewhere before but couldn't quite place her finger on when or where. As she spoke Aevah noticed the vines curling and moving, alive against the Nymphs skin and the Prince's eyes lingering over long before shifting away... Aevah hid a smile, understanding the Prince's awe. To be honest the movement of the vines along the Nymph's skin was distracting and alluring all at the same time and Aevah was reminded of the strange attractiveness other Fae seemed to exude. She was positive that part of the attraction people felt when looking upon them was their close ties to magic in its purest form and was equally sure it also had to do with their semi wild... untamable nature. There was a challenge to taming the untamable and men were ever trying to manage it...

As for Aevah, she had always enjoyed watching the Fae when she'd been in the forests along the spine, she had learned quickly not to get to close or to draw attention to herself. They were fickle in nature and one moment would offer help and another seek to end your life. Perhaps it was the time Kylmie had lived or maybe her time among humans but she didn't seem as... ever changing as other Fae. In comparison to their other companions her moods changed with the wind but in comparison to other Fae she was... kinder and less prone to fits of random rage. For this reason, she was more than happy for the help Kylmie offered by sending her missives... perhaps it would make the Fae less likely to lead them in circles or directly into danger just to amuse themselves.

"Thank you Kylmie. Your kin can be... difficult by nature. Any help you offer is sure to save us quite a bit of trouble... I will commit that rhyme to memory."

A sudden shriek broke through Aevah's thoughts and back up shot every memory of every death she'd ever lived through thanks to her unique 'gift'. As the sound died off she stood there pale, and visibly shaken. It took her a moment to understand what had happened and then there was a moment of chaos as guards and soldiers struggled to figure out what to do and how best to follow the Prince's orders... Then, in came the insectoid looking quite different than he had before. She was about to greet him when the room again exploded into chaos and the Prince lost his balance and fell. It is for this reason that she could understand the foulness of his mood but she refused to see someone who had helped save them all treated in such a manner.

Aevah frowned and stepped in front of the insectoid, her topaz eyes flashing her irritation. "Do we so quickly forget that without this being many of us would now be dead... He nearly died to protect us when we were set upon by your people and you treat him as though he seeks some form of harm against you all. I admit, reliving my past was not an enjoyable experience but should be not give him the chance to explain why he did such a thing BEFORE we treat him as a criminal and an enemy?"

She took a breath, if she had to expose herself to save another who had helped save her she would so so. "Also, if you fear the reading of minds then perhaps you should do away with me also. A simple touch from my hand on your skin could reveal to me everything about you... past, present, future, even how you die.... I live through it all as all of it was happening to me. It is my curse given to me by the Norn, I never know what will be revealed or how much, and it is not something I enjoy but it is truth nonetheless. I doubt that this being, considering his past deeds, harmed us intentionally." 

With that, she pushed her hair again from her face and took another calming breath and softened her words... remembering this man was also royalty and probably wouldn't take to her chastising very well, "Forgive my impertinence Prince Mhundir, but intolerance is something that tends to upset me as someone who has suffered it quite often in the past and so I spoke from the heart. I hope you did not hurt yourself when you fell. I will head now for the Uchfos Forest to find your cure... Kyrtaar, you and any others who wish to join me have the time to gather what things you need... I will go ahead and see to finding our horses."

Aevah gave a light bow, patted the insectoids arm, and nodded kindly at Kymlie before exiting the room... She had not traveled far when she spotted the blaze in the distance and frowned before stopping a nearby soldier and pointing to the light of the flames. "Is that blaze one of ours?"

The soldier shook his head and headed off to alert others... Aevah sighed, the blaze was on the way to the tower anyway so she could stop to inspect it as she went. It didn't take long to get there and Aevah kept to the shadows, crouching low to remain hidden as she looked about for the cause.