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[color=cadetblue]Time:[/color] Afternoon
[color=cadetblue]Location:[/color] Forests north of Roshmi City
[color=cadetblue]Interactions:[/color]  Malachi[@princess], Belle[@Potter], Myra[@13org] O’ner [@Eviledd1984][/center]

Valok paid attention to the way the others responded, from the corner of his eye he caught Myra’s reaction as he mentioned Aklenroth. She was viscerally uncomfortable, which he found to be a strange reaction from a demon. The Great King had always been a friend to the demons, hadn’t he? That was what he was taught, Aklenroth supported those whom the other race’s had cast aside, those others wanted destroyed. A true hero to dark elves, orcs, and to demons, allowing them to flourish, but Myra’s reaction gave him the smallest bit of doubt to that. Myra then followed with her own answer, a list of names that she spoke with great care, as if speech was difficult. He tilted his head at the curious creature who looked wild and untamed. He’d never heard of wild creatures learning speech before and the feat seemed quite impressive. 

The other man, the demihuman, offered a very simple answer, he stood against Aklenroth. Myra’s proximity and smile towards Mathias told him that the demon stood with demihuman. Although he wondered why they had such hatred for The Great King he kept his questions to himself. He didn’t need to appear more suspicious, he just had to wait, eventually he assumed their motivations would be clear and he could learn from them. The woman was apparently not expected to answer the question, but as the light elf answered his own question he figured the two shared the same sentiment. Malachi’s answer, while more complete than the other’s, did not tell him anything of use. His reasoning against Aklenroth was too personal, not one that Valok could truly understand. Casualties in war were inevitable, and change would bring more casualties. This was part of life, not a reason to rebel against order. 

The light elf offered the path along the cost as a safe means of travel and Valok looked once again out at water. It was tempting, a quiet peaceful place, and he’d never seen anything quite so beautiful before. But he knew war was coming, it was coming to all places, even this one, and to look at it for too long made his eyes hurt from the brightness of it all anyhow. He did not want to be uninvolved, but he didn’t know if the kind of change Malachi spoke of would be a kind one for his people. History told him it likely would not be; what would stop light elves from thirsting for the same revenge as his people had? Valok was not interested in traveling with them through deception, he would not proclaim an allegiance he did not feel. He kept his words sincere and accepted whatever consequences that would have.

[color=cadetblue]”I have nothing to gain from betraying you. I deserted the army, even if I were to return with the head of the rebel fairy herself my kindest punishment would be a quick death. And as you know my people are not known for kindness. If my goal was to kill I would’ve stayed where I was, but I want something more than to kill just because another tells me I should. I wish to learn, to see for myself if a better way exists.”[/color] Valok said in a calm and even tone.