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Artos walked along at the back of the group as per the usual agreement but had remained close enough to hear the conversation buzzing about. Not buzzing, more like endless. Raiya and Nemo were full of more hot air than anything the northern warrior had ever seen. In his own village people tended to avoid talking when they were off hunting, knowing that the slightest sound could alert prey of their imminent demise. There was only so much idle chatter a person could stand before their sanity began to deteriorate into inevitable chaos. Staying quiet on their incessant prattle was proving a challenge but it wasn't until Raiya poured out her life story that he finally began to lose patience. 
Before he realized it she had finished, after what seemed like hours.

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[color=ec008c]"Now it's your turn."[/color] Raiya prodded.
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Artos couldn't resist and cut right into the conversation. 

[color=00aeef]"He is old and you are both full of hot air. Give it a rest. Quiet now, lest you wake the dead. For the second time." [/color]

At the moment it was all he could do not to scream at them himself. The both of them were loud. Flashy. Everything they did drew attention to them somehow. Whatever respect he had about their power was lost on their obvious lack of real discipline.