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[Color=8dc73f]Time:[/color] Night
[Color=8dc73f]Location:[/color] Outside Roshmi
[Color=8dc73f]Interaction:[/color] [@FunnyGuy] Darius [@Helo] Bowyn [@Alivefalling] “Vaeril” [@Dezuel] Elthrael

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They’d made it out of Roshmi without any further incident and thankfully everyone decided to remain quiet until they stopped to make camp for the night. It had given Kenia enough time to get completely past the blinding, maddening rage she had felt from finding Rei dead. There was still a deep sadness that gripped at her which she knew wasn’t going to fade anytime soon. In fact, she wasn’t sure if it would truly fade ever. She’d have to eventually tell both Malachi and Corvina about what happened as well and that fact made her heart crumble even more. Would she even be able to tell them? Had they survived the night's events? Gods she hoped they did. She didn’t know what her mental state would be if she’d lost them too this night.

Now she sat around the fire still in her blood soaked dress, sharpening one of her daggers as she also kept an eye on all her new companions. Trust was something she didn’t have in any of them as was the case when she met anyone new, but she had a mission to complete. The only one so far she felt might earn a small amount of her trust was the winter fairy, Bowyn, and his bird. So far he was the only one that seemed to be honest in his own distrust and that was something Kenia could respect in a person.

Her attention was pulled as the human, Darius, pulled out a memory glass and seemed to be looking at a memory. She glanced over at it, but her heart stopped for a moment as her eyes landed on a familiar figure. The rhythm of her blade sharpening faltered for a moment as she had to focus on staying calm. Did this man know Airdan? Now wasn’t the time to ask, that could come later on in their journey. Instead the moth fairy seemed to begin talking, saying something about how things didn’t always turn out like they did in fairytales. She couldn’t keep herself from scoffing at this. Wasn’t the events of tonight enough for that to be obvious? Why state it?

That’s when he mentioned Risa and now she was quite interested, curious about what he had to say about her as he seemed not too fond of her. He claimed she was too young and naive to be a ruler and this amused her to the point where she could be silent no longer. [color=8dc73f]”Well then if we go by your logic, fairy, then I suppose no fairy should become ruler of Avalia as you all appear as young children to an elf.”[/color] She said as she inspected her dagger and then glanced at Elthrael with a smirk. Even she was viewed as being very young in the eyes of some elves and yet she was the age of many of the fairy elders who were considered the wisest amongst their kind. If age and experience were what one wanted to base being “suitable” to rule off of then it should be an elf, demon, or devil who ruled these lands and no one else.

[color=8dc73f]”You claim to know how each race would react, but tell me this, how much time have you spent with each race getting to know how they truly think? Asking how they’d react once Aklenroth were gone?”[/color] There was clear amusement on her face as she leaned forward on her knees, now engaged in this conversation. [color=8dc73f]”Then you speak of Risa Millinia, claiming to have met her and implying you know her intentions. You make it out like she wants to take Aklenroth’s place, however that isn’t true in the slightest. She merely wants to take back her birthright, become queen of the River Kingdom and nothing more. She made that clear in her speech tonight.”[/color] She kept her same entertained smirk as she idly twirled her dagger in her hand. This fairy seemed to have a lot to say, especially against Risa it seemed.

She leaned back a sighed a bit before continuing on. [color=8dc73f]”I suppose my point is why must there be a ruler of all Avalia? Why not allow the races to go back ruling themselves as they did before Aklenroth, but also have a syndicate of all the races to keep the peace? I remember a time before Aklenroth when the races ruled their own and there was relative peace and no war of crowns. I believe we need to go back to separate rulers of the races as no race is going to agree on one ruler of Avalia as they all will believe someone from their race should rule. That will cause a war of crowns and needs to be avoided.”[/color] Her eyes then fell on Darius and a curious question came over her.

[color=8dc73f]”Tell me, Darius, how are things ruled where you come from? Is there one sole ruler over all or are there separate rulers?”[/color] She asked him, eager to find out what his home was like.