[center][img]https://txt-dynamic.static.1001fonts.net/txt/dHRmLjYwLjkwYzZmOS5WRzl5ZG1rZ1M4T21kR2xzWkc5MGRHbHkuMAAA/viking.regular.png[/img][/center] [color=7ea7d8]Time: Morning[/color] [color=7ea7d8]Location: Bowyn’s camp[/color] [color=7ea7d8]Interactions: [@Helo]-Bowyn[/color] [hr] Torvi listened as Bowyn spoke, taking in all he was saying, some of which made her a little angry. She remained quiet, however, as she thought things over. It was unfair that she was brought into this world without her wanting it and now she was likely to die for it. Life wasn’t fair though, she knew that all too well. Life had never been fair for her, but she always eventually tried to find the positive in things. It was the statement about humans having magic that caused her to laugh. [color=7ea7d8]”Magic? I am no seeress, I have no magic.”[/color] She stated with a shake of her head. Obviously these elves who seemed to bring her here weren’t aware that most humans didn’t possess magic. It made her just that much more angry at them. They brought her here and caused her sister’s death along with her own for absolutely no reason. She could sympathize with them a bit, however. It sounded like they were only trying to protect their home from a tyrant. From someone so perverse they dared to try and bring back those that were long gone. That was a cruel atrocity that no one should have the power over. They made it to his camp and she glanced around it for a moment. It was quaint, provided the essentials, one couldn’t ask for more than that. [color=7ea7d8]”I would never expect you or anyone else to risk their life for me. So thank you for doing what you are at least.”[/color] She told him as she gave him a small smile. She was really grateful for it. [color=7ea7d8]”It sounds like there are some similarities to our worlds. Both always under the threat of something it seems. The elves may be fools for what they did, but hope isn’t a bad thing. Without hope nothing will ever change.”[/color] She said with a sigh as she turned her gaze out into the forest for a long moment. Her hand idly began fiddling with her sisters necklace. [color=7ea7d8]”Before I came here my village was attacked. We had been starving and so the men had left to find us food. While they were gone another raiding party came to our village. We had the choice to either do nothing, have many die or be stolen away as slaves and our village destroyed, or we could fight for our home and possibly win.”[/color] Torvi then turned her gaze back to Bowyn, still holding on to the charm. [color=7ea7d8]”We chose to fight. Many died, I even lost my sister after we were sucked into the portal, but I wouldn’t change the decision we made. Because either way people were bound to die, but at least that way we were fighting for our home and even if we lost the outcome would have been the same if we didn’t fight. So I can sympathize with those that are trying to fight for a change.”[/color] She finished, not entirely agreeing with the elves method of fighting. She understood it, however, and yet she understood Bowyn not wanting to fight. Everyone had to make a decision like that at some point in their lives. [hr] [center][img]https://txt-dynamic.static.1001fonts.net/txt/dHRmLjg4LmM1NjIzNC5RWHB5YVdWcy4xAAAA/victoriantext.regular.png[/img][/center] [color=a0410d]Time:[/color] Morning [color=a0410d]Location:[/color] The hut in the forest [color=a0410d]Interactions:[/color][@FunnyGuy]-Umber [@Eviledd1984]-O’Ner [@Legion02]-Xenelith [hr] Azriel had heard Xenelith and his beasts arrive, but her attention was focused on the waters edge. She slowly moved closer to it as she took notice of footprints. She followed the tracks with her eyes until they disappeared and she stared. She felt perhaps someone was peering back at her and she grinned sadistically at the potential onlooker. Before she could do anything, however, Umber’s voice caught her attention. [color=a0410d]”If it were up to me I would have let you have some fun with this human. He would have been fun to torture by maybe slowly crushing his armor in on himself.”[/color] She told her friend as she patted the decapitated head at her side. She was about to respond to his next statement when she noticed he went on alert. Her attention also turned to whatever was approaching. She sniffed a couple times, trying to scent the approaching company. Her sense of smell wasn’t as acute as some of the other Demi-Humans, but she could smell more than the average person. This scent was similar to the dead human attached to her belt. [color=a0410d]”It smells like Human and….death…”[/color] She stated curiously. [hr] [center][img]https://txt-dynamic.static.1001fonts.net/txt/dHRmLjcyLjQ2NzMxYy5SV3h6WldFLC4w/roycroft-initials.regular.png[/img] [color=1a7b30]Time:[/color] Morning [color=1a7b30]Location:[/color] The stupid wet cave [color=1a7b30]Interaction:[/color][@Alivefalling]-Kyran [@princess]-Risa [@MissCapnCrunch]-Dionaea [/center] [hr] [color=1a7b30]”Thanks! I think I might be kind of getting the hang of this.”[/color] Elsea said happily, the last bit only a little bit of a lie. Some of her previous anger was beginning to fade, especially as she began to take notice of the crystals around them. [color=1a7b30]”Oh wow…”[/color] She said in awe as she totally ignored Kyran leaving to check things out. She kept the fire going and enjoyed the light show until Kyran got back. At his words, she turned to look at him in abrupt shock and fear. [color=1a7b30][i]He had seemed so confident...was he overestimating his powers or are these people chasing us truly that frightening?[/i][/color] She silently thought to herself as her fear seemed to cause the fire to die a bit. She had to turn her focus back to keeping it alive as she quickly followed Kyran, hoping they would find a way out.