[color=8dc73f][center][h1]Freyr[/h1][/center][/color]

[color=FF5353][b]"Freyr...i-if things go really bad, leave me behind. I can do...something bad, but not with you nearby."[/b][/color] Freyr heard Magnus speaking. His words confused Freyr, what did he mean by leave him behind? They were hunting together, he wouldn't just run and leave him there if things got bad...

But before Freyr could answer him, a small twister of wind appeared behind them. Strangely enough, there was a small, green haired girl appeared after it dispersed. She was giggling and crying, obviously amused by the pranks she just pulled on them.

The small girl was... quite arrogant, to tell the truth... Freyr was already in a bad mood because it was all just a prank, but the little girl had the gall to ask 'how was her little game'...  Even saying that she let them come...
Was that all that she wanted? She was just wasting their time? Did she call just to prank them?

[color=green]"I'm... sorry if I may sound a bit rude, but that was incredibly dangerous for you, and incredibly offensive, for me at least."[/color] Freyr said, pointing to the hole in the wolf puppet and looking at her with a clearly irritated expression.
[color=green]"I must ask you to not do that anymore. Its very dangerous for you and we could be helping others while we were here doing nothing."[/color] Freyr said, trying to hide his disappointment without much success, as he started cleaning himself from the rest of the feathers and sticky thing that was on his clothes.

[color=green]"If that was it, I'm going."[/color] Freyr said, sheathing his bow and starting to walk away. He was obviously very offended with all that.

[@GoddessOfNature] [@The Irish Tree]

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[color=C6DEFF][center][h1]Bast Ragoczy[/h1][/center][/color]

Bast heard the boy's story, it sounded much more interesting than just marking the abandoned houses with chalk... 
But some things on the boy's story simply didn't add up. Why this Lord Araghast, that used to protect the village, simply started killing everyone? Sure there must have been a reason... That wasn't the entire story. There was probably something that led the lord to kill the villagers. Was it simple greed? Or something more?

With a smile on his face, Bast called the boy before he went away.
[color=C6DEFF]"I must say, I'm quite interested on this story... Young one, would you accept my help? Standing here and just marking the abandoned houses is not fun or exciting..."[/color] Bast said, with a grin on his face.

[color=C6DEFF]"And I don't know about the mermaids, but I don't trust priests... Their eyes are "[/color] Bast said, dismissing the unpleasant memory of the priestess waving his hand.

[color=C6DEFF]"Anyways... I can relate to your desire, boy. After all, 'vengeance is a dish best served cold'... Am I right?"[/color] Bast continued, with a grim smile.

[color=C6DEFF]"I will make you a proposal, boy. I will help you, but under one condition: You will be the one to kill them. I will protect you, I will slash them, I will cut their limbs until they cannot attack or even stand up, but the killing, will be all yours, boy."[/color] Bast said, with a sinister expression.

[color=C6DEFF]"Will you accept my proposal? Are you really ready to take a life? To take all a person was, is and will ever be, and turn them to nothing? Think very well about your answer, boy... Once your hand is stained with blood, there is no turning back. Are you ready?"[/color] Bast asked, extending his hand to the boy, waiting for his answer and carefully analyzing his reactions.

Bast was indeed curious... How would he react to spilling other's blood? Would he be able to keep on living his life after finally avenging his family? Or would he succumb to his own rage and bloodthirst? The boy needed to pass through that metamorphosis by himself. Bast could only help him to stay alive.
 
[color=C6DEFF]"Which path will you chose, young boy?"[/color] He asked, still looking at him.

[@PaulHaynek]