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[color=gold]Time:[/color] Late Afternoon
[color=gold]Location:[/color]Roshmi City
[color=gold]Interactions:[/color] Artemis [@Potter]
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[color=gold]“Not at all, I am trying to cheer you up. If you think that’s funny you should have seen me falling out of trees as a cub, no doubt I gave my poor mother quite the headache trying to prevent both broken bones and furniture.”[/color] Cade offered to reassure his new friend that he was not at all offended by her joy, quite the opposite as he beamed at having made Artemis laugh. While his feline pride often got him into trouble it was not as if Artemis was mocking him, and seeing his new friend looking so sad moments ago only made him more than comfortable with looking foolish if only brighten her day for a moment. [color=gold]“If the cause of your sadness tonight lies here, do not be afraid to seek me out, should you encounter any further trouble, or find yourself in need of friend.”[/color]  Cade spoke with absolute sincerity, not wanting to see anyone look so troubled at such an exciting event filled with the grandest of feasts. 

He found her response to his question to be delightful as well as his tail flicked with excitement at the mention of food. He hadn’t expected to have so much in common with the average attendee at such an extravagant event. Then again Artemis didn’t exactly seem average either, but he was certainly enjoying the company of the mysterious woman. [color=gold]“Food is an excellent answer. The feast here tonight is easily the most impressive I have seen but even a simple meal shared with the right people is a joy few things can compare to. Food, a grand adventure, and meeting people from all over this land are all things that I find great fulfillment in, but of all things, I treasure my halberd. A beautiful weapon crafted by my brother, I carry it now in his honor. I do feel almost naked to not have it with me tonight. I hope to be a great warrior someday, to use my brother’s weapon to defend the people of Avalia.”[/color] Cade said, rather boldly as he did not truly know whether Artemis was loyal to the vile lich or member of the rebellion. He did however, not sense any malice about her, and he trusted her because her honest apology for her laughter indicated that she had a kind heart. 

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[color=cyan]Time:[/color] Late Afternoon
[color=cyan]Location:[/color] Roshmi City
[color=cyan]Interactions:[/color] Corvina [@Potter]
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Boreas watched carefully as the girl leaned in to whisper, but Bowyn kept himself calm so as not to further stress the merlin. He studied the girl for a moment, not sure what to make of what she’d whispered. While the most likely scenario would be that she was a part of the rebellion, and that this was the sort of information that they had sought out here tonight, another possibility nagged at him. It could be a trap, to lure rebels and humans to a slaughter. But the innocence in her eyes as she spoke did not seem fake or forced, and he did believe that she too was involved in rebellion. More concerning was that she had said she learned this from a fairy, and he hoped for his sake and those he considered his friends that the fairy wasn’t Princess Risa. His impression from seeing her here tonight was one of recklessness and he was not about to put his, or their, lives in danger on the whims of a disgraced princess. He had allowed himself to hope that whoever was behind bringing humans here was someone with tact and power, someone who could actually stop Aklenroth. The thought that it might be some indignant member of a practically defunct royal family that brought so many humans here just to die made him more than a bit angry. 

[color=cyan]“A wise fairy? Not sure I’ve ever encountered one before. I do hope that this fairy doesn’t have pink hair and a certain historic and attention-grabbing dress on tonight.”[/color] Bowyn saw no need to put on a façade now, letting his sarcasm and disdain leak into his words as he whispered back. [color=cyan]“I hope the fates of so many don’t lie with someone so young and reckless.”[/color] He added in a hushed tone as he shook his head with disapproval. He let out a small exasperated sigh, it wasn’t this elf's fault that she was young and hopeful, he had been that way too once. He knew that this was risky information to share with a stranger and didn’t want her to be left with the impression that it was given to their shared enemy. 

[color=cyan]“Do not worry though, I am not your enemy. For your own sake though, be cautious who allow to lead you, good intentions are not enough to win a war.”[/color] He added, his voice softer, without any of the forced charm or jaded sarcasm he’d had before. He couldn’t be sure whether she was yet another human unlucky enough to have been brought here or simply a young elf yet to witness the horrors this world had to provide but either way he choice a more sincere approach rather than to continue with his earlier façade. The bird on his shoulder relaxed as Bowyn did, the stress of pretending to be someone he was not had left. [color=cyan]“Truthfully, I’ve lost all taste for such things; the extravagance here is all just a show of power and wealth. I’d rather be in a run down old tavern any day, can’t say I’ve ever been truly comfortable in these sorts of places.”[/color] He said, answering her question about the ball with honesty this time.