[hr][h3][center][color=00aeef]Ferrian[/color][/center][/h3][hr]Ferrian knew better than to stay in the air for a long time - but both the sky and the ground was a danger to him and an easy target. Bellowing out fire on the ground, he quickly landed. Of course, he still sustained injuries after that. The dragon swiped his claws at the Varjans, throwing one of them against the other in an attempt to distract more of them.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw that two were now battling it off with Gnazgraz. Good, he didn't know how long he could hold out against all these forces. Battle hardened he may be, but he wasn't invincible - even with being a Manakete and all. There was little he could do to help them aside from serving as a distraction to the main bulk of his forces. Should he aim to help, collateral damage was certainly a danger. He knew that from experience.

Seeing the death of Gnazgraz and Anna telling them to get the hell out of there, Ferrian once more spread his wings and followed the group - flying away from the battle and to the safety of the outside. Once they were a a safe distance and the group stopped, he landed and transformed back into his human form. He let out a small grunt as he sat down. He definitely did not sign up for any of this. He won't go and say it's been a while since he fought, but it has definitely been quite some time since he fought in a battle of such caliber. Bandits were nothing to these guys. He rubbed his right leg, a dulled pain making itself known. The Varjans really went out on his leg huh? 

He listened to the discussions of the nobles and the merchant. So they were planning on keeping everything in order huh? He knew exactly why they were doing that, but if it would work, he couldn't completely assure it. Tensions were way too high. Ferrian wanted no part in this, but he couldn't exactly leave now. Ferrian stood up, limped nearer to the group and then said, [color=00aeef]"I'll go with the merchant." [/color]He looked towards the red head who resembled the woman from centuries past in both looks and name. [color=00aeef]"I am also seeking something and travelling all around Arcadia would aid me in my search. In the meantime, I shall aid you in your endeavors." [/color]Perhaps he had more of a chance of finding his sister with a group.

[@PaulHaynek][hr][h3][center][color=ed145b]General Luna[/color][/center][/h3][hr]Luna smiled when the Paladin fell from his horse, and the dancer from before began attacking. Luna was about to join in when a soldier came up from behind to attempt to take her life. Thankfully, she managed to block the incoming attack and then push the soldier back before driving her sword down the neck of the taller soldier. She pulled out the sword and was about to run towards the Paladin when she saw that the leader had fallen with a bolt in his throat. Well. That was convenient.

She went with the group as they escaped, only taking one last look at the carnage that unfolded before her. This wasn't what she had expected to happen. She didn't even get a chance to check on the representative who most likely died in the battle. Luna wondered what would happen if she returned. Most likely branded as a traitor, but she was confident that she could convince King Hardin otherwise... or at least, she hoped so. Luna turned back and then fled alongside the others, holstering her sword and axe in the process. 

Once they reached a safe place where the nobles decided to camp, Luna began to contemplate her own future actions. It was imperative that she returned to Archanea, but the feeling that she would not be welcomed greatly dissudaded her from doing so. At least, not alone. She kept an ear open for them as she almost got lost in her own thoughts. They seemed to be focused on either alarming the others that this was not a declaratoin of war and finding out what exactly happened that led to this. It was a good idea, and she agreed with their actions. At least these royals had a good head on their shoulders.

That was when Emma volunteered to search for the cause - naming Valentia and Archanea as their places of interest. It seemed that it would be a good idea to tag along. It was either this or returning alone, and she doubted the latter would be good for her. Hopefully this wouldn't impede the group's progress. [color=ed145b]"I shall also go with Miss Emma."[/color] She said after the dancer, Danica, had spoken. [color=ed145b]"Archanea is my homeland, and I know the twists and turns of it. My rank in the army should prove to be useful as well, if you are searching for answers that would be privy to others."[/color] That is, if the news of her fleeing and also battling her own soldiers hadn't reached the kingdom. She'd just hope for the best. Bowing her head respectfully at the dancer, she continued, [color=ed145b]"I hope we can get along. My name is Luna."[/color]

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