[hr][hr][h1][b][i][center][color=pink]Cuyler Eysteinsson[/color][/center][/i][/b][/h1]
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[hr][center][color=pink]Location:[/color] The 19th Floor of Wizard Tower -- The Castle
[color=pink]Skills:[/color] [/center][hr]

Rowland sighed and Cuyler shifted to look up at the man. He could tell that Rowland was trying to explain this better to him, to get Cuyler to understand. It almost made it worse that Rowland was being nice and helpful to him again. After Rowland’s initial reaction to Cuyler showing up, this tenderness was just as painful as that slap to the face. Cuyler did his best to listen and understand the new explanation. There was so much he still didn’t understand about this world of [b]Magyk[/b] and what Rowland was asking of Cuyler seemed like some sort of punishment. 

[color=pink]”Can’t we bring back her memories? Restore her past life with the one she has now?”[/color] He didn’t want to give up on her so readily. There had to be other avenues other than killing her and what if she didn’t come back this time? Rowland’s words of her being drawn to the [b]Darke[/b] originally in her life and vengeance didn’t sit well with Cuyler. If there was anyone the past Arya would want vengeance on now it would be the thing that killed her and Cuyler himself. [color=pink]"I don't want to readily accept the path you suggest without trying a different way first,"[/color] Cuyler whispered. Just because they had split up didn't mean Cuyler didn't still care for Arya, didn't still love her and was heartbroken over the idea of her being lost. 

[hr][hr][h1][b][i][center][color=#006400]Amarantha[/color][/center][/i][/b][/h1]
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[hr][center][color=#006400]Location:[/color] The Crypts -- The Palace
[color=#006400]Skills:[/color] Resistance; Stamina; [/center][hr]

Amarantha’s hunger was still very much present and she was eyeing up the boy who had moved behind Luna before she clued into Valda having answered her. Ignoring Luna again and Ahote’s question, she shifted her eyes from the boy to look at Valda. She felt sickened that the mere desire of feeding from a small child crossed her perverted mind. [color=#006400]”The Vaults? Perfect,”[/color] Amarantha said. It would require a bit more hunting around but if she could cut their losses and move on, all the better for her. She looked at Apollodora and sighed exasperated with her geeking out moment with the Prince. [color=#006400]”Story time can be later,”[/color] she said and grabbed onto Apollodora and started to retreat from the room.

Hopefully along the way Amarantha could get her hands on an unexpecting servant or something else to sedate her need to feed. Absentmindedly Amarantha wondered if she needed to be as savage and violent as the other Biters were when they attacked the Castle or if she could feed a little bit here and there and manage just as well but what did it matter. After the Castle was saved from Arya and the impending threat of the Eastern SnowPlains, Amarantha was leaving. There was no cure for what she was and she wasn’t going to endanger those she loved any further. She was doing that enough as it was with Luna unknowingly guarding easy prey. 

[hr][hr][h1][b][i][center][color=#1E90FF]Ahote Proudstar[/color][/center][/i][/b][/h1]
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[hr][center][color=#1E90FF]Location:[/color] The Palace Crypts -- The Palace
[color=#1E90FF]Skills:[/color] [/center][hr]

Amarantha’s aura was not as strong and solid as it once was. Something had tarnished it and blacked it in a way that seemed to ooze and drip around her. It was not a pleasant thing and Ahote had never seen such a thing before. She ignored him and his prodding question which didn’t help matters. Not to mention the animalistic look she gave the small child. Ahote shifted again, blocking Luna and the boy and Mryus from potential harm. For the time though, Amarantha seemed quite concentrated on these chains and once she knew they laid somewhere else, she was ready to move on. 
The story Valda mentioned though held particular sway over the Prince. Ahote thought on this story and considered Apollodora’s insight as well. [color=#1E90FF]”Prince Mryus, you don’t suppose this Fenrir could be one of the potential killers of Baldur do you?”[/color] Anything was possible and they had to start somewhere. They also had to tell the rest of the royals about the end of days. That was a difficult conversation Ahote was glad he did not have to be the forerunner for.