[center][h3][color=ed1c24]🔥Vară Riemsianne🔥[/color][/h3][/center]

[@PaulHaynek] [@Lmpkio]

Vară took the streak to their destination as best she could, not expecting the sudden chill and snowy trail they had to take. She used a bit of fire magic in order to aid Haley and herself in keeping warm. She couldn’t help but feel sorry for the poor excuse for a mule that the crazed boy was riding. Honesty with how skinny the creature’s legs were Forde should be the one carrying it. But she digressed, Vară reluctantly listened to Forde’s explanation of events passed, understanding that it may be important for the quest.

After some more walking, they happened upon a smoke stack in the distance. Seems they’ve arrived at a camp of sorts. Good, she thought, Vară didn’t do well with heights and steep slopes. Haley suggested that Titanica transform into her kaiju form and clear out the hole camp. 

[color=ed1c24]“Well, having seen the might of your form first hand as well, I agree with Haley that you’d be able to clear all of the louts out rather quickly. However, if you feel a different approach would be more effective, I’m all ears.”[/color]

While the demoness wanted to get this resolved asap, she won't actually mind a bit of a tussle. As a form of 'venting' so to speak.

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[center][h3][color=6ecff6]❄️Nagare❄️[/color][/h3][/center]

[@13org] [@Restalaan]

After Freyr was able to convince his fellow Vieran to allow them passage, the group made its way up a spiral pathway. After sometime, they made it to the exit, and Nagare bore witness to the Viera village – Freyr’s birthplace. Highly curious, she took in as much of the scenery as she possibly could. The buildings and even the very pathways seemed as though they were intricately crafted. Nagare was about to move a little closer to the fountain to get a better view. She stopped, however, when she saw the stares of the village natives.

She was understanding of their glares; outsiders have more than likely never been within the walls of this village. They probably haven’t seen a creature quite like Nagare either, at least not often. Some of the stares were that of simple curiosity, others were that of disdain. She made a note to not let it bother, though. After all, by all accounts they shouldn’t be here, they were only granted passage by the good graces of the guardsman. 

Nagare listened closely as Freyr explained to them that the men in their society patrol the outside and guard the village from threats, calling themselves Wood-Warders. She thought it was odd that they weren’t allowed to live in the village unlike the females. 

[color=6ecff6]“Um, Mr. Freyr? If I may ask, why aren’t the males allowed to live in the village? Also, I’d like to ask if you were a wood-warder before you left your home as well? If I’m not overstepping my bounds, that Vera person seemed to know you personally. She also didn’t seemed very happy to see you again…”
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