[color=bc8dbf][center][h1]Satilla Valen[/h1][/center][/color]

[center][color=bc8dbf]Location:[/color] By the Cave
[color=bc8dbf]Interacting With:[/color] The group [/center]


 Satilla raised an eyebrow as Thomas returned, trying to judge him from his looks if he was to be knocked unconscious or let alone for now. He seemed to have escaped his annoying personality judging by how he started apologizing to her and to Sana.

[color=bc8dbf] “Well… you did act very self centric and way too arrogant…”[/color] Satilla began, before throwing a look at him again, her eyes softened somewhat.[color=bc8dbf]” It’s fine… don’t worry. Believe me, I understand a little what it is to be torn between different states.”[/color] The witch said, knowing that she herself still sometimes had to remind herself that what she learned on how to act from her mistress and teacher didn’t have to define her.[color=bc8dbf]” Though, you really should apologize to Skittles.”[/color] She added with a teasing smile.

 [color=bc8dbf]“I guess it could be a cult, but still… we will have to find a way to locate whomever is responsible. Otherwise tide of undead will never really stop no matter how many are purged.”[/color] She stated, throwing a look at Kyra.[color=bc8dbf]” Yes, you are right, miss Kyra."[/color] Satilla stated, finishing her meal. 

 [color=bc8dbf]“Come, Skittles.” [/color]She called as the cat jumped next to her. With her cat next to her, Satilla found a nice spot to curl up in her cloak, having her kitty next to her stomach to keep her warm.