[color=fff79a][b][h3]Baraian Paladice[/h3][/b][/color]

The dark elf looked over those in his company, Kuroi, Ayita and Torvi. Baraian's face was dripping with sweat, there was a clear tension on his face. It was important to leave the city as quickly as they could, before the dark elven guards could apprehend them for questioning. If there was even going to be such a thing. Perhaps his heritage could get them out of such a situation, yet a perhaps was not comforting enough. They had to leave for the north, find refuge at one of the port towns north of Roshmi. That was their best bet, from there they could plan their next move.

[color=fff79a][b]"My vulpine friend. We best keep moving, things are going to get alot worse before it gets any good. Let's move northwards shall we? We must regroup with other survivors. The king's men will search every corner of the city, including the slums, we best be swift and cautious. They will find every hiding place there is in this city even the haven. But the members have most surely withdrawn from there in advance. Right now we need to focus our efforts where most needed. With the fairy princess and our leader."[/b][/color] Baraian spoke in his monotone voice as he was moving with hastily steps, he was eager to get out of the city. The more rebels that could evade the king the better.

[color=fff79a][b]"Proper introductions will have to wait. I am Baraian."[/b][/color] He said in a stressed voice, his face displaying that he was likely running all manner of scenarios and calculations in his head.