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[color=7ea7d8]Time: Morning[/color]
[color=7ea7d8]Location: The woods fleeing from the undead[/color]
[color=7ea7d8]Interactions: [@Helo]-Bowyn[/color]

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Torvi could tell that Bowyn didn’t wish to leave yet and she couldn’t blame him. She didn’t wish to leave her sister to this fate either, but what she had felt...no, seen through the ground troubled her deeply. She knew they needed to flee swiftly if they wished to survive and she had made a promise to herself, despite Bowyn’s earlier words, to make sure this man survived. She refused to be the cause of his death and if that meant she would have to physically drag him away then she would.

Thankfully that didn’t happen as Boreas swooped down at Bowyn, quite obviously trying to get him to move. He finally began moving and she began leading the way. She couldn’t feel the vibrations in the ground anymore, however, she knew which direction the undead were and which direction they weren’t. So she lead them that way, keeping her eyes peeled for any more dangers along the way. She kept the axe in her hand as well, deciding it best to be ready for anything. Her heart pounded in her chest and she kept glancing back at Bowyn, making sure he was still there and hadn’t stopped to break down or anything.

They finally got a moment to stop to rest and Torvi was a bit relieved. She needed to catch her breath and she wasn’t surprised to see that Bowyn needed a moment as well. She didn’t dare follow him as he began to walk away, completely understanding that he needed to be alone for a moment. She still had no idea exactly who Aeryn was, but she knew now was not the time to ask. She wished for a moment she could actually speak to the bird as he came to land on her shoulder. She could have asked him, but she decided perhaps in time she could ask Bowyn. She’d wait until things seemed to calm down some.

She glanced over at Boreas for a moment, unsure if she should say anything to him. [color=7ea7d8]”Thank you...for helping back there with my sister that is.”[/color] She decided that might be the best thing to say. She still wasn’t entirely sure if he could actually understand her, but it was worth a shot. She then turned her attention back in the direction Bowyn had gone. [color=7ea7d8]”I’m a danger to him, I know this well and I hate that. He saved my life and in turn I’m putting his life in danger. I’ll do everything I can to help keep him alive though, you have my word on that. I owe him my life and I will pay up on that debt.”[/color] She spoke her promise to the bird before watching the incredible display of magic from where Bowyn was at. Her instincts at first was to think he was under attack and she was ready to go rush towards him, but the bird not moving made her pause.

Bowyn soon returned and he seemed a bit more detached, but Torvi didn’t comment on that. [color=7ea7d8]”No need to apologize to me.”[/color] Was all she said as she began to head south with him once more. She could tell this journey was going to be a long one...