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[color=9e0b0f][b]Location: [/b][/color] Roshmi Grand Hall
[color=9e0b0f][b]Interactions:[/b][/color]Darius [@FunnyGuy]
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Ayita couldn't help but to notice that Darius answer regarding which side he was on was... vague at best, not mentioning Aklenroth or the Elves. His only answer was that he sided with their people, the humans. He spoke about returning home and not having to fight a war that wasn't theirs... All of which were good reasons but Ayita still wasn't satisfied by his reply.

[color=9e0b0f]"The time where I didn't need to fight and could dance with my people is long gone, Darius... My tribe was burned to the ground by the white men. My mother probably didn't survive the fire, just like most people I knew in our camp... Our homes, nothing but ash now. My people, either dead, made into slaves or fleeing from a land that should be their home since ancient times. My father, a strong warrior from my people, is leading our people, trying to reclaim that what is ours and defend our lands. The only thing I can do, Darius, is fight. Either here or back home."[/color] Ayita finished, with fire in her eyes.

[color=9e0b0f]"Here in Avalia, I found myself in a similar situation. My kind being hunted by a being who aspires only complete and total control. Hunting and eliminating those whom he fears or try to challenge his rule."[/color] she said always looking to Darius.

[color=9e0b0f]"While I do agree that not everyone would be willing to fight a war that is not theirs and would rather return to their homes, I do not have this luxury. The only thing remaining for me would be to try and unite my people from the rest of the seven clans and fight. Fight for the right to have a place to live and die. Fight to preserve our rights, our lands and our history."[/color] she said, looking to his eyes.

[color=9e0b0f]"That said... I've seen what the white invaders are capable of... Their weapons are far better than ours, they have no respect for the land nor people... Can we even fight against them despite being in such disadvantage? We might be powerless against the white men there, but here... Here we have power. Here we can do a difference and maybe even find a new home."[/color] Ayita continued.

[color=9e0b0f]"If you truly are siding with our people, you're not on the side of the one who kills your own kind... are you? The one who sent a dracolich to burn the entire forest down, including myself. A fire that is [i]very[/i] familiar to me..."[/color] Ayita said, looking at him with sharp eyes.

[color=9e0b0f]"I ask you again, Darius... Which side are you on?"[/color] she asked, waiting for a reply.

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[color=9e0b0f][b]Location: [/b][/color] Roshmi Grand Hall
[color=9e0b0f][b]Time: [/b][/color] Late Afternoon
[color=9e0b0f][b]Interactions:[/b][/color] O'Ner [@Eviledd1984]
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Myra was almost jumping as she led Mathis to the table. It wasn't hard for her to find the way back to the same place they were sitting earlier and Mathis didn't seem to have a problem with her leading. When they arrived, Myra was the first to sat down, looking to Mathis expectantly, waiting for the food. Being distracted by his finger tapping on the table in a strange rhythm, Myra didn't saw the waitress approaching them, only realizing that their food was here when the same put a large dish of a strange food in front of them. While it was certainly fragrant, she had never ate something like that before. It didn't need much inspecting and sniffing for Myra to understand that there was no meat in that food. She could smell things that she found in the forest, like mushrooms, tomato and some of those small, red, fire-berries that grew in bushes, but the other part of the dish, a long, stringy thing was unknown to her.

Myra interrupted her inspection of the dish when Mathis asked her what she liked to do. Tilting her head while she thought, Myra was quickly able to come with an answer to that question. The things she liked to do were easy for her to remember! Getting up of the table for a moment, Myra bared her fangs and claws, assuming a low posture almost as if she was stalking something then after that, she made a gesture of her tearing something apart with both her claws, fangs and then eating it. It should be clear enough, the moment Mathis saw her claws, teeth and talons if he looked at her feet, that she was clearly a predator and after what she shown him, hunting was one of her hobbies. When she finished showing him that, she then assumed the same low posture again, but this time, she wasn't showing her claws or her teeth and instead simply mimicked the movements she made when running, before she sat down again, looking at Mathis with a kind smile before turning her attention again to the strange dish in front of her.

After sniffing the food a bit more, Myra leaned forward, grabbing a single string of that weird food and putting on her mouth, tasting it. Much to her surprise, despite it not having any meat, it's taste was definitely good. The tomato, together with the mushrooms and with some other tastes she couldn't properly name gave the soft stringy thing a really good taste. Surprisingly good in fact, for something that wasn't meat. Looking to Mathis with a surprised expression, Myra got some more with her claws as she began eating the food. While she did use her hands to eat, it was interesting for Mathis to notice she was unusually careful in order to not get herself dirty not her clothes, using the tip of her claws to get it and then cleaning it afterwards with her tongue. After a few bites, it was time for Myra to inspect the weird drink Mathis got for himself. As she leaned towards the cup in front of him, she sniffed it a bit before flinching and pulling her head back, surprised with the strange and rather strong smell. While she was curious regarding what it was, it was clear that she had never drank wine before.