[center][h2][color=silver][u]          [b]Kreneas Shadeweaver[/b]          [/u]
[color=silver][sup][sup]Current Location: A Mirkwood Lake[/sup][/sup][/color]
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[center][color=silver][i]"Just when you think it can't get any worse, it can. And just when you think it can't get any better, it can." - Nicholas Sparks[/i][/color][/center]
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Kreneas awkwardly looked away from Irime as she processed his words. The magus wasn't sure if he even said what he wanted to say, but what he was more unsure of was Irime's response. The past few days were difficult on everyone, and today was no different from the others. With luck, perhaps Irime would be able to decode his speech to understand what he might have truly meant, but Kreneas felt that she wouldn't have a problem understanding his spoken thoughts. He nodded once the archer said that she understood, but Kreneas' gaze did not return to Irime.

Hearing Irime's rock best his own number of skips, the magus felt like the simple stone throws had turned into a competition. Kreneas grabbed another stone, and prepared to give it a light toss into the lake, but his throw was stopped by the sudden bucking and whining of Irime's horse. The magus glanced behind him to see what was the matter, but a loud splash caused Kreneas to jolt his attention back to the lake. Noticing the archer was missing after the splash, Kreneas was worried, but he couldn't help but to fight the urge to laugh once Irime popped her head from underneath the water. 

That was until Kreneas noticed Irime's appearance. There was a glistening effect to her hair and clothing, doubtlessly caused by the water soaking through after the archer's plunge. The magus felt like there was something alluring about Irime right then and there, but he quickly shook his head and blinked a few times. [color=silver]"Hold on, Irime. I'll get you a towel."[/color] Kreneas stated, standing up from the rock with his gaze tilted away from Irime as he walked to her horse to get a towel from the satchels holding their belongings.

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