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[color=lime]Time:[/color] Sunset
[color=lime]Location:[/color] River Port-Beach
[color=lime]Interactions:[/color] Lucia[@Potter], Valamiir[@Alivefalling], Valaeon[@FunnyGuy], and Risa[@princess][/center]

Leon unlinked his arm from Lucia’s and instead wrapped it around her shoulders in a small sideways hug as she spoke about the friends she had lost. He smiled for a second, feeling like he had really convinced the others that he was indeed an elf. It was like a game. Lying, tricking people, convincing them that he was something other than what he was. He didn’t look much like an elf, he didn’t know all that much about them, and he’d convinced people who’d lived amongst them their whole life that he was one too. And that was fun, that was like winning. He wanted to see how long he could keep it going, just how good the act could be, but it wasn’t a game. Lucia had lost friends for this, this whole rebellion was something that mattered enough to the people here that they were willing to die for it. 

[color=lime]“You were instrumental in finding me though. I don’t think anyone could’ve done a better job at protecting a clueless human.”[/color] Leon spoke mainly to Lucia, but he was sure Risa and the Dragonborn could hear him. That was fine, he could try his elf act again later, on someone new, and Risa was supposed to be a major part of the rebellion anyway.

[color=lime]“So, rebellion, I’m all in, certainly can’t side with someone who wants my head separated from the rest of my body. Let’s grind the bones of the lich to make our bread.”[/color] Leon added, looking towards the rest of the group. Leon could slip into a different act, one where he was brave, where he could be useful to rebellion in a place where there with ferocious dragon men, warrior princess fairies, and wonder woman elves. Even if it wasn’t true, not that he didn’t support their rebellion, but because he knew enough about himself to know he wasn’t half the things he pretended to be. Not exceptional; not in bravery, or usefulness, or anything remotely noble. He was good with machines, fun at parties, and occasionally had moments where he felt like a good person. 

That wasn’t what a rebellion needed, they needed humans who could fight, who were brave and noble. Maybe if he pretended long enough he could be that too, he could belong here. Or maybe he’d just disappoint them. There’s another thing he was good at, letting people down. Leon betrayed none of this, he smiled wide as he spoke, puffed out his chest as if he could be someone who could fight by their sides. 

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[color=cadetblue]Time:[/color] Evening
[color=cadetblue]Location:[/color] River Port-Healing Center
[color=cadetblue]Interactions:[/color]  Belle[@Potter][/center]

Valok snorted with disapproval as one of the fairies referred to the owlbear as [i]cute[/i]. He would prefer the creature in a cage, or at the very least on a short chain. Kept confined in some manner until it was ready to be of use to them. After all, this was a wild beast, not an alley, or fellow soldier. He kept a suspicious eye on it, though it was less dangerous than its full-grown counterparts, he did not trust it not cause some sort of trouble. 

He did not relax as he waited in the room. He sat remarkably still with rigid posture, keeping alert for any signs of danger. Valok waited for Malachi to return with new orders, and he stayed quiet except for the occasional soft noise of disapproval directed towards the small owlbear when it begged for attention or lumber about. Valok glanced over at Belle as she spoke, then looked around the room once more. 

[color=cadetblue]“It is very bright in here, but I am otherwise fine.”[/color] Valok said, not really sure how to put into words all the ways this place made him uncomfortable. He studied the human who looked almost as uncomfortable as he felt. 

[color=cadetblue]“You do not like being here either?”[/color] He added after another stretch of silence. He could think of no other questions to ask that would not give away to the others in the room that she was human. He didn’t know much about humans, but so far this one had been quiet and fearless and those were good qualities to have.