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[sub][b]Interacting With:[/b] Ffamran [@Rabidporcupine], Sho [@Zero Hex], Mortimer [@Konan375][/sub][/center]
The crowd of heroes started to mingle about, leaving the paladin to mostly her own devices, but this was something she was more or less used to. It was something she saw up close for the first time when trying to impress Ovelia. Her love was a leader of men and women, a wise teacher, and respected across the land during her time. Ovelia often warned, if playfully, that trying to spend every moment with the warrior princess would leave Ravness lonely. The sacrifice was worth it to be at the top with her love, though after she was slain by Ffamran, Ravness really only knew the Pale Lady to be of any true comfort - even her trusted generals only grew so close.

This scene only reminded her of her last days as a commander and symbol of hope, having to make decisions that no one else wanted to make, to carry that god-awful weight around. It was worth it though - she believed in humanity too much to step down. [b][color=#3fc0ff]"Please,"[/color][/b] she responded, gesturing for Sho to proceed with the burial of the fallen. Her eyes flashed to Mortimer's unliving companion but only paid it a small mind, instead looking at Ffamran. [b][color=#3fc0ff]"He's right. Your pleas did not fall on deaf ears - instead I implored those below me to carry out your wishes."[/color][/b] Ravness gave the man a neutral expression and left it at that. Seeing as the group may be here for a moment longer while Sho buried the dead, the paladin unsummoned her blade - it dissolved into what seemed like a million tiny mirror shards before no longer being visible. Ravness let out a slight sigh, sure that they all still had hurts since they did not pass through the gates of death like so many others. [i][color=#3fc0ff]'The Pale Lady knew all this would be coming, somehow...'[/color][/i]