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It took some time before the ragtag band finally assembled by the stables, and with every new member arriving Karissa felt more and more uncomfortable. She was hoping that the three she had seen when she arrived would be it, maybe with one extra. Since then two more have arrived, and needless to say she quickly joined the ranks of Iyana in standing a few feet away from the others and silently observing. But unlike the dark skinned fey, she wasn't as nervous as much as she was agitated. More people always meant more trouble. More people who asked questions that she didn't like to answer. More people who she could accidentally become friendly with.

She quickly shook her head and clasped her palms against her cheeks to get herself out of the negative mood, a little huff escaping her mouth as she turned to Hawke while crossing her arms and subconsciously taking up a pose from which she could easily spring to action. Such was the nature of those always on the run, she supposed. [color=f7941d]"Indeed."[/color] Karissa hummed, nodding a bit as she held out one of her hands and puckered her lips, blowing some air onto it. The next moment a strong gust erupted from her fingertips, seemingly a continuation of her own action, sending some sand flying around in colorful swirls around the apparent leader of the Sunrunners. [color=f7941d]"The name's Karissa, runner. And please... don't ask about my magic. Just tell me if we're stuck or headed into a storm."[/color] She exclaimed, her tone halfway between that of dismissal and a quiet begging. 

It was hard to decide what exactly was the more dominant feeling of the two, but she quickly put an end to speculation as she turned her head to the side and pocketed her hands. Her eyes wandered off to the side, inspecting the Boga who were in the pends nearby. Slowly she walked over to one of them, reaching out with her hand to pet the sides of the lizard, making sure to pet it under it's feathery gills. [color=f7941d]"This isn't my first time running, but I tend to keep away from your kind."[/color] She explained quietly with hint of disgust in her voice, not really caring if Hawke was listening anymore or not, being far too enthralled by petting the lizard. [color=f7941d]"But I'll cover your backs, you can count on that. Ke'sha patom, just like back in the tribe."[/color] After the first sentence her voice trailed off, only murmuring the last part as she slowly pulled away from the lizard and turned back to the others her piercing gaze quietly drilling a hole into Hawke. She had no reason to trust his kind, but she would have to live with that fact while she traveled with the group.

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