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[color=fff79a]Time:[/color] Morning
[color=fff79a]Location:[/color] Riverport Beach
[color=fff79a]Interactions:[/color][@Potter] Rue Bowyn [@Helo] Eris & Raven [@Tae] 
[color=fff79a]Equipment:[/color][url=https://i.pinimg.com/originals/25/3c/f0/253cf0d29425017e8fb9d9e7c2329fd9.png]Outfit visible from Disguise Ring[/url],[url=i.imgur.com/zp0T6mY.png]Armor(Not visible)[/url]; Chest plate is enchanted with Armor of Absorption, Map of Avalia, Water Flask, A bag of elf and demi-human ears and tails, Small book and pen, Ama pouch with 2000 amas on hand, Three large red potions, Wayfinder, Hygiene supplies, Rose-scented Perfume, Location Sender, Shower Tube, Transmission Bracelet, Bedroll, Water Purifier,[url=https://media.discordapp.net/attachments/465770184003551242/863502652029009980/latest.png?width=517&height=669]Axes with returning enchantment,[/url][url=https://cdn141.picsart.com/314855750091211.png?type=webp&to=min&r=640]Her backpack[/url]

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Annya had waved and smiled at Kharne and the others, [color=fff79a]"Yes! Hope you all are having fun. I will make sure your armor does not scutter away like a crab."[/color]

She turned and looked at Bowyn as he suddenly spoke up. Annya had not expected the young winter fairy to be so opinionated on the matter, but she listened and held her tongue nonetheless. She sometimes felt it would just be all the easier to just exterminate the dark elves and be done with the matter. What they were referring to was obviously [i]genocide[/i]. Could they simply generalize all of them as evil and unworthy of life? After years of tension, sometimes Annya had trouble caring about the specifics. She understood what Bowyn felt and figured they were more similar than he realized. However, what irked her was that he seemed to be insinuating that she did not care about the deaths of the royals, those she had interacted with for years. But that was not the worst of it.[color=fff79a]"Bowyn. Our general, who was dear to me, was also killed the other night. [i]She was family to me.[/i] Her name was Talindra Joxalim. "[/color]

She met his eyes, her fists clenched as she thought about her words before speaking. Once upon a time, she would have unleashed her anger on him, the anger she kept buried within and now tried so hard to contain. But who was she to yell at him when it would only be hypocritical. [color=fff79a]"You do not deserve to live in fear. None of us do. Do not worry about the mood. Your anger is understandable and your pain valid.  Yell at me if you need to. However, do understand that this war does not just have us debate over the lives of dark elves, but all of us. They are a formidable enemy, Bowyn. Those above me want to attempt diplomacy as avoiding war as it means less brave men and women need to die... But if I were to be honest with you, I would rather just skip the pleasantries. It is too late for compromise."[/color] Annya's expression and tone was like night and day as compared to few minutes ago.

[color=fff79a]"Do not scapegoat me for the problems at hand as it is not up to me. I have little say on the decisions made by my parents and those who rank over me. My goal is to prepare and protect the humans as well as all who accompany me. I plan to kill any dark elf I come across just as much as you do."[/color]