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[color=9e0b0f]Time:[/color] [color=silver]Morning[/color]
[color=9e0b0f]Location:[/color] [color=silver]Aldrakh[/color]
[color=9e0b0f]Interactions:[/color] [color=silver]Vrexen and Astra [@FunnyGuy][/color]
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Myra listened curiously as Astra and Vrexen started to talk with each other as they discussed what they would do with the stinky fish-horses (one of which had escaped thanks to Myra's little stunt). While Myra did indeed get a bit curious regarding their taste as Vrexen mentioned they could simply eat them, she was slowly understanding how useful was having a good amount of shinies with them, thanks to Astra's efforts to convince them (more specifically, Vrexen) of the 'power of amas'. After all, the food she ate back at the inn was really good and the bed was by far one of the softest things Myra had ever seen in her life.

For Myra, the choice of what to do with the hippocampi was clear. She only needed a few seconds to think about the bed and the food she ate earlier. With a determined expression, Myra looked towards Astra, nodding towards her as she said they should sell them, giving a few steps so she would be quite literally 'on her side' as she looked to Vrexen.

Vrexen's hatred towards the sun was... strange. Well... Myra never really liked the sun, she always felt more tired and exhausted when the sun shone strong above her head (fact which contributed to make the time she spent on the sea even worse to the poor Myra... Which may or may not have also contributed to her decision to want to get rid of both the hippocampi and the boat, just like Astra said), but she found the idea of 'killing' the sun quite absurd to be honest. While she never thought if it was even 'alive' in the first place, she knew it was definitely, too far for her to reach...

It was at this moment that Myra overheard Vrexen saying something about wanting to kill, interrupting her thoughts. Myra knew that from time to time, Vrexen seemed to become a bit... unstable, especially on combat situations, as she had already experienced before and definitely wanted to avoid experiencing again. When Astra and soon after, Vrexen, presented her with a choice of either staying with Astra to try to sell and buy things or to go with Vrexen to kill something, Myra decided to go with Astra. Not only it was... safer when she was around her, but if she behaved herself, she would not only make Astra forgive her for what she did at the boat, but she might as well earn herself some tasty food.

After a bit of consideration, Myra pointed towards Astra, giving a step on her direction as she licked her lips, not even trying to hide her thoughts and the existence of ulterior motives contributing to her decision. 

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[color=gray]Time:[/color] [color=silver]Dusk[/color]
[color=gray]Location:[/color] [color=silver][b]Carriage in the Desert > Myriamor Bed & Breakfast [/b][/color]
[color=gray]Interactions:[/color] [color=silver] Rosaria [@Potter] [/color], [color=silver] Jomari [@baraquiel], Caelan [@Alivefalling], Sophie [@princess], Aurora [@Mole][/color]
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While the trip was largely uneventful, Nuallán kept a watchful gaze on both on Rosaria and the humans as they slept, making sure that they would be able to rest peacefully. Rosaria was the first one to wake up, having only slept a few hours. Despite Nuallán's protests, both wanting Rosaria to sleep more and refusing to sleep himself while she kept watch over them, Rosaria was firm in her words and he knew that he wouldn't be able to win against her and so, after an order for him to sleep a bit, Nuallán could only shake his head, letting out a smile and looking at Rosaria with kind eyes as she stood up, trading places with him so he could sleep with the same comfort she did.

Nuallán was exhausted and it didn't take much for him to fall asleep as he laid his head over the improvised pillow. Despite his light sleep, being trained to wake up upon hearing anything strange, he was able to sleep for a good few hours, waking up only a few minutes before they arrived on Myriamor.

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The sight as they arrived on Myriamor contrasted heavily with the harsh and unforgiving desert they passed through on their way to the city. Staying true to it's name, Myriamor was truly a jewel hidden inside the desert. Even though it was in the middle of a desert, the city was able to prosper and grow. It's streets were bustling with life, from the many merchants, selling their wares on their stalls to the many demi-humans, unafraid to be themselves. From the freedom it's inhabitants enjoyed to the abundant resources that allowed the city to prosper in such a harsh environment, all of them were precious treasures, more than enough for it to deserve it's title.

After entering Myriamor’s Bed & Breakfast and leaving their baggage on the rooms that were provided, they headed towards the dining area, sitting down on a private area to order food. While the city of Myriamor was definitely safer than other cities, given both it's natural defenses and how important freedom was for not only the city itself, but it's people as well, Nuallán could afford to relax his guard a little bit, but he still kept a watchful eye. After all, the previous happenings made it clear that their opponent's power, influence and the fear they caused had a very long reach.

[color=gray]"The reason for its title becomes clear after seeing the city with your own eyes, does it not?"[/color] Nuallán asked, looking to the humans with a smile, curious to hear their words and thoughts about the city.