[center][color=c4df9b][h3]Maritza Verenna[/h3][/color]
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	With a long sigh, Mari slithers through the doors of Candaeln. After the young captain had dismissed them, Mari glances over her shoulder, the kid still fast asleep riding piggyback. Once she'd gotten some food and water into him, the kid finally let his guard down. At that point, he had gone headfirst into Mari's arms and refused to let go. After a bit of coaxing, she'd managed to get the kid to ride on her back, making the trip back to the Candaeln significantly easier.

	Heading over to the healers, Mari carefully brings the kid down from her back and passes him to one of the waiting healers; a priestess of Mayon. [color=c4df9b]"This one has been through a lot and has not said a word since we recovered him. I would recommend ensuring they stay asleep until after you have cleaned him up to avoid any extra complications."[/color] She says quietly, as to not wake the kid.

	That piece of her responsibilities take care of, the Naga moved to tending her equipment. Retrieving her discarded armor and extra weapons from one of the carts, the Naga passed by the courier without a second thought, heading to her quarters. Sir Jarde appeared to already be handling the situation and Paladin Tyaethe was just inside the main entrance if somebody with more seniority was needed. Besides, while her fellow knights were more or less comfortable around her, the 'civilized' folk around the capital tended to not be so much.

	After several minutes of cleaning her gear to ensure there wouldn't be any rust come morning, the Naga groans and stretches, fighting exhaustion. [color=c4df9b]"Bath first, then sleep."[/color] Mari grumbles to herself before grabbing a couple of towels and heading for the women's bath. If there was anything to be said for civilization, it was the luxury of hot running water.