[color=c4df9b][h2][center]O'Ner Faister [/center][/h2][/color]

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TIME: Evening 

LOCATION: The Grand Ball, Roshmi City

INTERACTIONS: [@13org] Myra [@princess] Risa [@Potter] Artemis [@FunnyGuy] Darius 

O'Ner looked  onto the image of the female speaking; listening to what she was saying wondering if she could accomplish her goals. The rebels seemed to not have a lead in this race so he did not think they could rally others for their cause.  The fact that she was addressing the dark elves in the room worried him a little; he wondered if she knew somehow Aklenroth's general and minions were present. Watching her finishing up her speech; watching her body contort and vines seemed to penetrate her skin. At this point he was quite alarmed that he stood up form his chair and was ready to evacuate the others. But he stopped form leaving as he turned to face Myra. 

“Let us go to Darius and see if he is okay” He took her hand and lead her towards the directions of Darius. “Mr. Darius...we are coming towards you; please stay where you are” He yelled out for Darius to hear. Leading Myra towards Darius before finally reaching him. “Mr. Darius are you okay? Are you two okay?” He asked him. Looking  back at Myra feeling a little bad  for her; She seemed so innocent that he assumed she was deathly afraid. “Everything will be fine my dear; we will get though this” He spoke in almost a whisper to Myra.