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

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TIME:  Afternoon

LOCATION: Forest outside Roshmi

INTERACTIONS: [@13org] Myra, Malachi [@princess], Belladonna [@Potter]

He was sure that his answer would relieve some of the tension that could be felt in the group. However he had the feeling that he would need to somehow gain their trust further; the word of Myra he thought would not be enough to save himself.  The best idea he could think of was helping the rebels without exposing that he is a general for Aklenroth. He turned to Myra; he felt that she was not going to see her friends whatever their name was. “Do not worry; i am sure they are with the other rebels” He tried to reassure her. He was sure that they would run into her friends sooner or later. Turning to face Malachi and Belladonna; Finding them to be a nuisance and would be to be ruined quickly and painfully. Especially Malachi who would need to be decayed slowly; O’Ner was thinking about starting with his mouth first.  “Do you know where the others are; perhaps you could lead us?” He was sure that Malachi could play the leader and take them to where the other rebels were. 

Once they started walking; he stayed closed towards Myra. His eyes watching the others in case they try to attack him or Myra. Although it would be strange for them to attack civilians; he believed it was possible. He kept his staff close to him; He looked over once again at Myra with a smile. The undead general once again found himself being strangely protective of the feral woman; perhaps he thought of her much like an innocent child that needs to be cared for. Or perhaps he was reminded of his daughter and grandson; and felt the human emotion of empathy. Empathy and opening up towards her was going to be the second death of him. He does not want to get close to anyone and be hurt like before.