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[sub][center][b]Interacting With:[/b] Stephanie ([@Landaus Five-One]), Mirithal ([@ShwiggityShwah]), Vey & Cisna ([@Ithradine], Discord)[/center][/sub]
[color=38cfff][b]"It's quite okay.."[/b][/color] she said in reply to Stephanie, just giving a soft smile. [color=38cfff][b]"I'm only glad I was able to help."[/b][/color] Asri breathed a sigh of relief, finally able to be calm knowing that Stephanie could finally have some privacy - she could only imagine how paranoid the young girl might be for a little bit, but hopefully she was strong enough to bounce back from this. She has already gone through so much and in some ways, she reminded her of herself. While Asri has always been a prodigy and been seen as some subtle beacon of hope, she had her share of betrayals.

Looking back to Mirithal, Asri chuckled softly and approached just a little bit. [color=38cfff][b]"There is no reason not to be kind - I am also a friend of the wilds, Mirithal, and have had the honor of encountering one or two of your kind.. the druids oft spoke of your kind akin to the children of the wilds. So it was our duty to cast the best of our wisdom to you and yours."[/b][/color] Coming a little close, she squatted for but a few moments with a bounce. While she was at the level of the fairy-like wood creature, she whispered softly words of green magic, causing the wind to brush the fairy cheerfully. As she stood up, she gave Mirithal a wink. [color=38cfff][b]"Also red would probably be what is called anger. It's something we do when someone has upset us.. but not in the way of blue."[/b][/color]

That was when 'R' called them for the tour and showed them the splendor of the mystic castle, to which Asri was mostly quiet and simply observed - though when her name was mentioned during training, her expression got noticeably more serious, her aura flashing with more white, before calming back into a pleasant green. Before long they were at the rooms, which Asri held herself well with the magical headache. As they were allowed to view their room, she pushed it open slightly and just smiled before pulling it closed. Despite her pleased expression, she seemed to deem it fit to take her leave, finding her way eventually to a particular arena. It was shaped like a fighting pit with stadium-like seating. The ground was covered with fine sand, which made grounding oneself difficult for those accustomed to its feel. At the center were two of the residents in heated battle.