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🌀 [color=7e9ebc][u][b]Time[/b][/u][/color]
💎 Early morning/Late night. 

🌀 [color=7e9ebc][u][b]Location[/b][/u][/color]
💎 Wilderness.
💎 Close to Roshmi.
💎 Close to The Sun Elf Kingdom.

🌀 [color=7e9ebc][u][b]Interactions[/b][/u][/color]
💎 [@Helo].
💎 [@13org].

🌀 [color=7e9ebc][u][b]Ambience[/b][/u][/color]
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So far, the exchange had been civil. Korvash appeared to have settled somewhat, at Inori's behest. The demonic boy had no control over the beast following him, through any magical means. However, his presence did demand some level of authority, which Korvash either feared, or respected. It was clearly one or the other. Perhaps both. Though the adorable sight of a small, four-foot demon sitting on a floating blue spear could have been considered endearing, if odd, Inori had his moments where the demon within truly shone through. Despite this, he appeared to put a notable emphasis on behavior. His regal standing, the way he chewed his food and demanded manners from the orc would all hint towards something beyond what he claimed to be. Something notably other than a wanderer, as Inori had presented himself. He could attempt to hide his past, and he could most certainly attempt to escape it, but Inori's every action was draped by an aura of aristocracy, whether he attempted the display or not. 

The demonic boy's crimson gaze maintained a fixed glare at their new guest. Once again, his calm demeanor took center stage, and with one leg over the other where he sat, Inori offered a dainty wave. However, it was soon revealed that this new guest, this new arrival, was quite peculiar. Her appearance, her standing, and her very presence screamed with a most unnatural tune. Enough so for Inori's crimson eyes to widen in what appeared to have been shocked anticipation, which was soon replaced by an excited grin. [color=7e9ebc]"Of course..,"[/color] Inori stated, a small chuckle escaping his maw. [color=7e9ebc]"That's what it was..,"[/color] he continued. The spear beneath him vanished in a wind of azure sand, landing the demon on his feet where he turned towards their new guest, eyeing her as if a spectacle. [color=7e9ebc]"[i]He[/i] ended your kind."[/color] Inori stated, almost a whisper, as another step brought him closer to the woman presenting herself as Ayita. [color=7e9ebc]"The magical surge, the shift in atmosphere. The.., unnatural presence lingering like a blanket crossing the night sky,"[/color] Inori pointed a clawed finger forth, the appendage glimmering beneath glaring moonlight. [color=7e9ebc]"You are a [b]human.[/b]"[/color] Inori stated, followed by a string of laughter. He knew what this meant. [color=7e9ebc]"Another attempt has been made, then,"[/color] the demon smirked, [color=7e9ebc]"Ayita Ani’-Wa’Ya. Welcome to Avalia. I do hope.., you enjoy your stay."[/color] Inori finished, with a wide smirk. The stage had been set. Someone had brought humans back into Avalia. The last time they had made themselves known upon this very soil, was long before Inori's birth. The Lich had killed them all, and now, they were back. Someone was undoubtedly preparing to fight back, surely. Inori could still recall serving that beast of an undead, and the thought sent chills down Inori's spine. This all left a question which continued to simmer within his mind. Was he going to join this upcoming battle?

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