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[color=7ea7d8]Time: Morning[/color]
[color=7ea7d8]Location: Roshmi[/color]
[color=7ea7d8]Interactions: [@Helo]-Bowyn[/color]

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Bowyn's snide remark to her pointing out the inn may have offended some, but Torvi found it a little humorous. [color=7ea7d8]"Oh I'm sorry, I just assumed a wild man who lived in the woods with only a bird for company might have some trouble with reading. Do forgive me."[/color] She retorted with a smirk as she followed him towards the door. She'd decided from early on that if he was going to make sarcastic remarks towards her then he should expect no less from her. She actually found some strange comfort in the banter as it reminded her of home, of Siri and Björn.

The poster of the ball caught her eye and she briefly stopped to look it over. It seemed like it was going to be a big event and perhaps there would be some allies that went. She made note of the day and time before continuing on inside. Bowyn and her would most likely need to steal their way into the event as neither of them would really have the immediate funds to get in. They'd also have to acquire some clothing and masks as it appeared to be a masquerade. She decided she'd discuss it with Bowyn later once they had figured out lodging and relaxed for a bit.

She got to the bar right as Bowyn was ordering some of the Warriors Whistle, a name that did in fact make her chuckle a bit. All she hoped for was that it was good. She watched him use his magic to chill his drink and before she could ask he offered to do the same. [color=7ea7d8]"Please and thank you."[/color] She responded with a lot of a grin. Once he'd done so she raised her glass in a bit of a cheers before taking a drink. It wasn't the best shed ever had, but it definitely wasn't the worst. [color=7ea7d8]"That definitely hits the spot."[/color] She said, sounding satisfied before glancing around the tavern and taking in the people who were there. Even though it was morning time there were a surprising amount of people in there, some even were drunk and she silently wondered if they had actually been there since the night before.

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[color=1a7b30]Time:[/color] Morning
[color=1a7b30]Location:[/color] Kyran's parents house
[color=1a7b30]Interaction:[/color][@Alivefalling]-Kyran [@MissCapnCrunch] Dionaea [@princess] Risa [@Dezuel] Elthrael[/center]

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The arrogance and obvious attempts at trying to irk Kyran only agitated Elsea instead. While Elthrael had been the person who saved her that first night, which she would forever be grateful for, she had now spent a week with Kyran and the others. She'd be lying if she said she hadn't formed a close bond with them, even feeling she was even closer to than than Elthrael at this point. This made her protective over Kyran, Risa, and Dionaea and the things Elthrael was saying was causing anger to rise in her. She tried to focus on keeping as calm as possible, but he definitely wasn't making it easy.

[color=1a7b30]"At least Kyran smells better than you do."[/color] She muttered quietly, the smallest of smirks on her face. Snide remarks, that's how she could release some of her pent up anger without becoming dangerous she decided. She crossed her arms over her chest as she continued to listen to him go on.

[color=1a7b30]"I'll give it to him, he is good at surviving. Thriving tho? Meh, that's debatable."[/color] She said, looking over to Dio as she did so with a grin on her face and a shrug. She then glanced back at Elthrael as he seemed to be addressing her now.

[color=aba000]"I had to withdraw lest I would have joined him in his untimely death, which would not have served anyone any good other than our common foes."[/color]

[color=1a7b30]"Also debatable."[/color] Elsea exclaimed simply, knowing it was a bit cruel and she really didn't mean that. She was glad he was alive and hadn't suffered a similar fate to Jean, however, she hated that he and Kyran couldn't seem to get along. Or more it was the fact that he seemed to have to antagonize Kyran.

She watched the apple tree grow and it took everything in her to keep from setting it on fire. If they were to eat something she didn't want a godsdamned apple from a tree he magically grew. He picked an apple and held it out to Elsea and his next words caused her to give him a smug expression. [color=1a7b30]"I'll pass, the last thing you fed me really wasn't all that impressive."[/color] She told him and then watched as Dionaea had quickly plucked up the apple.

The blonde woman then offered to cook up some breakfast with some help, however Elsea had a feeling that Elthrael would not be welcome in Kyran's house. Her suspicions were confirmed as Kyran suggested going to eat elsewhere. [color=1a7b30]"Yes let's go somewhere to eat, might do us all some good to get out for a bit."[/color] She agreed, actually wanting to get out and see a bit more of Roshmi anyways.