[center][img]https://txt-dynamic.static.1001fonts.net/txt/dHRmLjcyLmI5ZDc2NS5TMlZ1YVdFLC4w/vanjar.regular.png[/img][/center] [Color=8dc73f] Time:[/color] Morning [Color=8dc73f]Location:[/color] Cave of wonders [Color=8dc73f]Interaction:[/color] [@Inertia]-Rei [@Potter]-Corvina [@princess]-Malachi [hr] Kenia seemed to breathe a sigh of relief once Terneus was truly gone. She had waited to do so, however, until his whole entourage was out of sight. She had come awfully close to assassinating the governor right then and there. Truly the world would have been a much better place if they had done so, but that would have been a lot more difficult to pull off. She looked at Malachi as he had come back and gave him a grin as she nodded in agreement. [Color=8dc73f]“Bravo my timorous beastie. You almost had me believing you were wild. Thanks to you and your lovely acting skills we didn’t have to murder a governor today.”[/color] She said as she clapped her hands as she began moving towards where Rei and Corvina had been hidden. She removed the blanket covering them, smiling down at them. [color=8dc73f]”Come now you two, we should be safe for the time being.”[/color] She told them as she offered to help them both up. Malachi made mention of getting cleaned up and she couldn’t agree more. She really wished to bathe, much preferring to feel clean. [color=8dc73f]”Bathing sounds wonderful right now. I have some clean clothes for myself and probably something Corvina can change into, unfortunately I don’t keep men's clothes on hand tho. So we’ll have to find clothing for Rei. Then we also need to find a good place to go for a while to lie low.”[/color] She informed the group as she watched Malachi cook the squirrels. [hr] [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 scoffed as he called her defective. He obviously didn’t know much about humans then. [color=7ea7d8]”Perhaps it is your elves that are defective or uninformed as very few humans actually have magic. It is more common for them not to have magic.”[/color] She explained with a shake of her head. If she’d been anything like her brother she may have responded to that insult with violence, but thankfully she understood that violence didn’t always solve everything. [color=7ea7d8]”Death in battle is nothing to be feared and an honor.”[/color] She exclaimed, this statement irking her a bit. There as a fire in her eyes as she spoke these words and crossed her arms over her chest. [color=7ea7d8]”If you die fighting for the things you love then you are sure to see your loved ones that are gone once more. So why fear death in battle when that will be your reward?”[/color] She explained to him further, firmly believing in this. It was the only way she would see Siri again, to see her husband again. She was filled with irritation, however, watching him build up the fire again and the things he spoke of softened her a bit. Her arms crossed over her chest from being in defiance to being something of comfort for her. He’d obviously lost something or someone dear to him. He then offered to build her sister a pyre and she felt a tightness in her chest again. Could she actually find her sister’s body again to do so? Would it be safe to build a pyer if there may be people out searching for her? There were so many questions running through her head as she moved to sit down in the spot he indicated. She pulled her knees to her chest as she let the fire warm her. She was silent for a long moment as she thought things through. [color=7ea7d8]”If we can find my sister’s body again I would very much like to build her a pyre, however…”[/color] She started and then looked up to Bowyn. [color=7ea7d8]”If I am so doomed and not likely to live, if I’m bringing you such danger, why are you helping me even in the slightest? Why offer to help me honor my sister’s life if I’m going to die here soon as well to Aklenroth?”[/color] These were the questions she really wanted to know the answers to. What was causing him to actually help her? [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 BURNING hut in the forest [color=a0410d]Interactions:[/color][@FunnyGuy]-Umber [@Eviledd1984]-O’Ner [@Legion02]-Xenelith [@Alivefalling]-Jack [hr] .Azriel watched the human in front of her closely, the smallest of smirks on her face. She did take a moment to glance briefly at Umber, just to see his reaction to things, before she began slowly moving. She began circling Jack, keeping her eyes on him all while examining him and the dead woman. He exclaimed that he had killed around fifty, an impressive number for one man no doubt. She’d long lost count of how many she’d killed. She watched him take the woman’s head off as she continued to complete her circle around him. She chuckled a bit as he licked his knife. [color=a0410d]”Whoever created this one seems like they would get along well with you, dear friend.”[/color] She said as she glanced over to Umber, a grin on her face. She then looked back to Jack, debating on what to do with him. He obviously wasn’t all there in his head, but perhaps that didn’t matter. [color=a0410d]”I think our king may want to meet you, perhaps we shall take you to him and there you will receive payment.”[/color] She exclaimed, though she glanced around at the others to see if they agreed.