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[center][sub]Talking with Celosia[@Kitty] [/sub] [/center]
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“[color=708090]Think what you will, but I assure you that this was not the coven's doing. That may have been the old way that things were done, but Mistress Alexina is changing that[/color],” He said, watching the witch carefully, less he need to flee her wrath.  “[color=708090]It is  an unspeakable evil that your village was caught in the crossfire of the coven’s growing pains. But I can assure that every one of those foolish enough to have attacked your village will pay back every drop of blood they have spilled,[/color]” 

In the distance, the ringing had stopped. Although the caravan of humans seemed to have been riled into action by the noise. Their numbers and weapons were apparent, even from this distance and spelled out only one thing. That it would be absolute maddeness to stay. ” [color=708090] It’s a tiny offering, I know. But you will have safety in the coven. You’ll have people that know the you you couldn’t be before and value you all the same,[/color]”  He watched the witch pace to him and back to the depths of her cave. 

“[color=708090]I know I am the last person you will want to hear this from, but there is nothing left for you here. Every soul that once resided in this village has been released by the flames that burned it to the ground. So I ask again, will you come back with me? Let us prove that we aren’t the monsters a few of our….members want us to be[/color]," Taran stood just outside the cave a moment longer. 

“[color=708090] The lone witch rarely survives the night, if I have not convinced you now, hopefully you will think on it, [/color]  With a last look towards the ashy remains of the city, Taran turned and started heading away from the witch.  The fox stood a moment longer, nosing at the dirt, before following his charge. 

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[center] [sub] Interacting with Bobby [@Aerandir] and sorta with Andvari [@Fetzen] and Sanjin [@ghastlyInc] [/sub] [/center]
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The rough texture of the man’s arm offered hand engulfed not only [i]her[/i] hand, but a portion of her forearm as well.  All the while, the tavern begin to fill with all sorts. The cheerful few who had not heard, witnessed or cared about Goldencrest started to water down the somber tone of the night thus far. Leaving the tavern with a very run mill sort of night. It wouldn’t be a night where the drinks flowed till everyone crashed under the tables and the oldest hunter told long winded (somewhat believable) stories about the ‘Golden Days of Hunter’. Nor did it seem that the horrors would be allowed to dictate the full mood much longer. 

“[color=9966CC]My name is Emilah[/color],” She said finally, watching the Andvari drink deeply from the mead Bobby knowingly poured. Clearly Bobby knew of this man if he was so bold as to offer the unasked for drink.  He must have been one of the ‘good’ ones for Bobby to make such an effort with the drinks.  Before the conversation could continue, a third voice joined the conversation. 

Emiliah could [i]hear[/i] the man long before she could see him. The much small hunter had most of his body blocked out by Andvari’s much larger form.  
	"You stink of the road mister! If you don’t bathe properly the prey will notice you. ....and then you'll die...I'm Sanjin, do you have work?"

Straining slightly to see the face of owner of the voice around the giants figure, Emiliah saw a man. He was much smaller than Andvari (although who wasn’t), with a mess of scarlet  hair.  His clothing was not so out of place at the tavern, save the mask strapped to his hip, proclaiming him to be one of the ‘pack’. 

She wasn’t unfamiliar with the pack.  If you stayed Seren’s Folly long enough you were bound to run into a least a few. They tended to travel together and, as her father put it were, ‘An odd wiley bunch, but good enough when the real enemy is breathing down yer back,’.  She had only hunted with them a few times, but they always seemed well enough. If a bit enthusic at times. 

"[color=9966CC]I'm surprised to see a member of The Pack so far North this late in the year, [/color] Said Emiliah, watching the boy bounce on his heels. It was clear by several of the hunter's around responses that very few had exposure to members of the pack.