Tiberius frowned, shaking his head when all of the hidden weapons came into view from the elven woman. He already knew that everything she had said was a lie even before the contents of the satchel proved it. He had recognized Gorman instantly, seldom do you forget those who humble you in moments of anger. Besides, he hadn't really met any other orcs besides this brute of one, before him. 

He looked at Gorman and spoke with a soft smile, [color=gold]"Fear not Gorman, I knew it was you the moment you came into the clearing. I just found it amusing that you let a elven girl steal from you."[/color] He gave a small chuckle after that before continuing, [color=gold]"No one is going to die tonight. Not you, or her.[/color] Tiberius finished, looking down at the woman again. He only felt pity for those whose livelihoods were based upon stealing from others, for often the not, their stories were a tragic one. He slowly retracted his blade, dropping it from her neck.

A small sigh escaped his frowning lips. Sure he pitied her, but Tiberius was also very tired and just wanted to get on with the night in peace. Plus he had a new letter to read. He crouched down to her level and spoke softly, [color=gold]"Listen to me, back where I come from do you know what they do to thieves? They slice of their dominant hand, letting everyone who sees you know exactly what you are. That is, if you survive from the blood loss. But, we aren't there and like I said before, I only want peace. So you have two choices, one being that you leave now and don't come back or you can stay for the night and eat with us. Both options are now up on the table, same for you Gorman. Either choice is a wise one, just know that the Warlock's agents are prowling the forest this night."[/color]

With that said he got up, taking the satchel and reaching in to find the contents. He gave the envelope to Vert and said, [color=gold]"You're not so bad after all. Thank you."[/color]

Tiberius then grabbed the letter, handing the satchel back to Gorman. He opened it, not really expecting what he would find. Once again, it was addressed to all of them, and since he didn't want to pry any further into what was addressed to his companions, he found his entry and read it.

When he finished, he let the parchment fall to his side as Tiberius looked at Laina. She and Ivan were busy skinning the deer, their meal for the night. His "old friend" was asking something of him he didn't really know how to do, since forever ago. But if everything that these letters were saying ended up to be true, he would give it his best. He wouldn't let her become Dionaea Sycamore, he swore it. He could never let that happen, to her or to anyone of his companions ever again. 

He passed the letter to Kaite as he began walking away, over to Laina. 

[@Thinslayer][@Cuccoruler][@Hawlin][@ineffable]