[center][h2][color=silver][u]          [b]Kreneas Shadeweaver[/b]          [/u]
[color=silver][sup][sup]Current Location: Mirkwood Outskirts[/sup][/sup][/color]
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[center][color=silver][i]"Everybody can fight. It's just a choice of whether you should." - Kazuto Kirigaya[/i][/color][/center]
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Kreneas watched Irime storm off on her horse to present Finrod's body to the rest of the elven squadron. The magus wasn't exactly in favor with how Irime told their superiors that one of the scouts had died, but Kreneas felt that it would be best that they should know that the scouts still need more training. Looking on from a distance, the magus analyzed Irime's display, and noticed the anger fuming from the archer's eyes and her words. [color=silver][i]I best step in before Irime is reprimanded by Ithithara. It wouldn't be the prettiest sight to see.[/i][/color] Kreneas thought as he walked forward towards the group, and motioned for two of the guards to remove Finrod's corpse from the premises and prepare it to be sent back to the capital for burial. If anything could help Irime, Kreneas felt that it was his duty as a man to take the heat for the archer, at least, that was what he was hoping would happen.

Ithithara gazed at Kreneas as the elf approached. The aftermath of the battle was tense, but the tension was close to exploding now that Irime loosened her anger like a sucker punch to the gut. One wrong word from Kreneas, and both of them could be severely punished, but the magus hoped he could calm the storm before anyone was forced to clean the latrines or sent on a dangerous mission that surely would claim their lives. [color=silver]"Madame Ithithara, I will take full responsibility for Finrod's death, so I ask that you don't punish Irime in any way. She was the one that went to encourage a wounded Luthien despite the dangers that lurked in the forest, and Irime was also the one who went to retrieve Finrod's body. If anything, I should be the one punished for not doing more."[/color] Kreneas explained to their superior. A few moments of silence went by, and the magus gulped as he thought his words might've struck a nerve in Ithithara.

Yet they didn't. [color=yellow]"Very well."[/color] Ithithara replied, and Kreneas breathed a sigh of relief upon not hearing a vicious tone come from their commander. The elder elf glanced at Irime, and then back to Kreneas. [color=yellow]"Not everyone survives their first battle, with or without enough training. Skill plays a role, but luck generally plays the bigger part on the battlefield. Your report... is devastating to hear, to say the least, but it could've happened to even one of you. I will deal with everything else - the two of you should get some rest."[/color] With Ithithara's words came a salute from Kreneas, and the elf made his way to Irime.

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