[color=9B1436][center][h1]Eilidh Chiron[/h1][/center][/color]


Eilidh waved back at Magnus as the Minotaur left, curious. He looked strong, but at the same time did not act in the way befitting a warrior. Shortly after He left with the Viera, the boy she had traveled with was asked to go and talk to them, and she was also asked. Nodding in agreement, Eilidh trotted out behind Neil and Haley, a siren whom she had also not talked to yet. After the Siren left, Eilidh decided to throw her lot in.

[color=9B1436]"Upbringing and beliefs are not what defines a person,"[/color] she spoke coolly and betraying little emotion in her face, almost in a zen-like state. [color=9B1436]"I have met many men like that soldier, though I have never actually had a conversation with an Order soldier. Our blades usually do the talking for us. The ex-Order member in our ranks, however, I believe is honorable and means well. He is still shackled to the doctrines of his upbringing. They will come loose in time. I bear no ill thought to the human race as a whole. I have befriended many of them in my travels, and like every race, they are composed of good and bad people. It is true they are a race bred in order to take from others, just as Centaurs are bred to hunt and fight, but due to their nature, they are weaker. No human has ever taken land or possessions from a Centaur unless by marriage, not for lack of trying."[/color]


[@PaulHaynek][@13org][@The Irish Tree]

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The next morning, Eilidh rose from her sleeping mat, and yawned and stretched, many bones popping and creaking as she did so. She'd need some gentle exercise soon. Hopefully there was another task required of her that involved travelling.

Also she needed to bathe. She had been forced to sleep in her clothes since she got here, and was forbidden to sleep nude as was the custom of Centaurs. Apparently, Bart, red in the face, had also claimed the size of her large breasts had something to do with it. She didn't quite understand, but humans had funny rules about clothing and modesty, and it didn't hurt that much to respect them. It didn't stop her from hating that she was wearing the same thing she had traveled in, yesterday, and the dirt and sweat that came with that.

After her bath and changing into clean clothes, she ventured to the request board and silently smiled and bowed a greeting to the two, before trotting over and reading the board. The praise directed at her did not go unnoticed, and her smile grew as she read the available quests. Having finished, she turned to them both. 

[color=9B1436]"I would like to take the quest of escorting Maria Corazon to safety, if I may. I am need of exercise and I love to travel. Standing guard ready to fight or entertain would ill suit me on this morn, and I know little of fashion or medicines."[/color]