[center][img]https://i.imgur.com/10ZZ7AE.png[/img][/center][color=gray][sub][center][color=FFCD63][b]Location:[/b][/color] Throne Room, Chateau Gothika[/center][/sub][/color]
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[indent]Hearing Rodias speak was calming. As the only remaining member of the old masters, Aera felt far less anxiety than she would have had it had nobody been there to usher or guide her. 

The lupine did wish her master could be here to see this new world and to weather the storm with Rodias, to guide her and give emotional support. She knew the fondness she had for the chateau and all of the masters. The blonde-furred cleric wondered how Rodias felt about being the only one to arrive and to arrive with them in a strange new place. It appeared he was taking a strong stance for them, trying to lift the spirits of her fellow guardians. Despite her own questions due to her shrewd inquisitiveness Aera remained silent, thinking it out of her place to state such things at the moment. After all, there were more pressing matters to consider.

When Gromgard offered to scout for Rodias she turned in his direction, curious of Rodias' determination in such matters. Would he allow the goblins to scout for him or would he venture into the unknown by himself? If he chose the latter, she would [i]insist[/i] on going out with him to protect him. Her master had instilled that command for many years; her purpose was to guard and heal the great masters first and her fellows second.


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