[center][img]https://txt-dynamic.static.1001fonts.net/txt/dHRmLjg4LmM1NjIzNC5RWHB5YVdWcy4xAAAA/victoriantext.regular.png[/img][/center] [color=a0410d]Time:[/color] Evening [color=a0410d]Location:[/color] River Kingdom [color=a0410d]Interactions:[/color] [@princess] Helio [color=a0410d]Mentions:[/color] [hr] Azriel had left Risa where she’d been directed and now she was heading back out into the woods. Truly she was curious on whether or not Helio was still around. If he was, would she even be able to find him? She figured she’d merely have to look out for some gruesome trail of destruction. With that thought she caught the scent of blood in the air and decided that was probably a good place to start. Silently she soared through the air, scanning the trees below her until she caught sight of three figures heading in the same direction as her. She flew in lower and silently perched herself in a tree as she watched the scene unfold in front of her. Sure enough, there was Helio collecting...arms? Well that was rather intriguing for sure, but the dark and twisted side of her could understand it. Trophies were something she enjoyed as well. She listened to the conversation that ensued, soon realizing that these three were meant to be Helio’s handlers, but the one seemed a little frightened of the fairy. How pathetic. Though Azriel would bet that the fairy could easily dispose of all three of these miserable excuses of life. Azriel couldn’t keep from rolling her eyes as Helio made quite a few terrible puns, though she’d be lying if she said there wasn’t a small part of her that found humor in it. She watched as the trio left and then she heard Helio call out to her. Of course he knew she was there the entire time. Silently she glided down to the ground near Helio. [color=a0410d]”Good evening, Helio. Up to all sorts of mischief I see.”[/color] She gave him a smirk before moving over to one of the dark elf bodies and nudging it with her foot. [color=a0410d]”Those dark elf handlers of yours are such a bore. You need more companions that appreciate art when they see it.”[/color] Her tone was playful as she watched him. There was a part of her that was curious if he knew what she’d done and she had a feeling she was soon going to find out.