[center][h1][url=https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1196625][color=ed1c24]Katia [img]https://i.imgur.com/HwPQQ6N.png[/img] Lei[/color][/url][/h1][/center][hr]
[i]Let the dead bury the dead...[/i] a phrase echoed in Katia's mind, although she knew not from whence it came. All she knew was that the maintenance of the crypt was not her duty, nor did she feel any need to stay below ground any more than necessary. The light had been restored, but who knows what may have happened topside in the city while the [i]Green Man[/i] toyed with them. They should finish their business here and move on. 

Wick's "sermon" made little sense to the tabaxi, but much of the woman's words werebeyond her. And yet, something about the quoting of this holy text made Katia feel safe, as if the worst that could happen had already passed. Perhaps death and decay simply held no sway in this land, and if so, Katia wondered at the ceaseless conflict here. Just because one couldn't die should not mean conflict is their only purpose: to throw themselves at destruction to test the limits of this plane's benevolence. Foolishness paved the road to zealous wars, and the reward of revenge was always more sorrow. Perhaps this was the darkness they were meant to balance. Or perhaps there was no point in conversation, as the paladin warned.

That wouldn't stop the Light-bearer from trying.

The revelation from Haemar and Thea gave Katia slight pause, but nowhere near as much as Theodore. The moment of doubt and insecurity lasted what seemed like ages, and even culminated in the removal of his mask. Katia knew that signified something special for the Ranger. Some sort of internal conflict, if she recalled? The two must have gotten closer than Katia had known. She approached him again, laying a comforting hand on his shoulder. [color=ed1c24]"And persevere, we must. The road before us will be long and our tribulations great. We should face them head-on before dusk draws near."[/color]

Katia turned to the [i]Green Man[/i] and Wick. She knew they must be leaving soon, but she had no idea of their destination. [color=ed1c24]"Where to next, Milya? If we are the pivot upon which Light and Darkness are balanced, it is not our lot to sit in safety for long while the world perishes around us."[/color]