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[color=1BC617]Time: Morning
Location: Avian City
Interactions: Yuka[@princess], Aiko[@CitrusArms], Xavier[@Potter], Augus[@Funnyguy]
Equipment: Sword, bow and arrows, small knife, wayfinder, fire kit, a pouch with 137 amas[/color]
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[color=B7E3B6]Orias remained composed, effort put into seeming calm and assured, though beneath that he was fully shocked that all of this had gone far better than he expected. They actually had secured an alliance with the Avians, and sure Augus seemed more than willing to take on any threat to keep the city he served safe, and maybe just about anyone could’ve convinced him with nothing more than a just cause, but it hadn’t been anyone. It had been him. If, or hopefully when, he ran into his sisters again at least he had this to offer, to show he had done something helpful, useful, for once in his life. He could almost smile at that, but not yet, not in front of the general. He had to continue the strong front but even the slightest relaxation in his posture was making his hands start to shake as the adrenalin wore off. 

He shoved his hands in his pockets, listening as Aiko spoke, his weight shifting from one foot to the other as the fox shared their story. A bit of honesty was refreshing from the fox, but the jab toward Augus at the end made his eyes widen. His heartbeat quickened, even more so as he watched the Avian study the scorch marks on the floor. The general was clearly displeased, but Orias doubted it would be enough to change Augus mind. No, Augus spoke with passion about defeating dark elves, he was unafraid of demons, and the Avains would not remain passive in a war. Orias couldn’t fault Aiko for speaking the truth, they showed boldness, nor Xavier for controlling his magic as best he could, he showed power. Everything was still going well, he stayed controlled, and waited for Augus’ response.

As expected, Augus took the slights in stride, their alliance seemed cemented as the Avian offered a shopping trip, for a transmission bracelet, and a spot on the general’s own bracelet. Even better, they were to be escorted by the general’s sons, a far less intimidating pair than the man himself. Regrettably, Yuka’s attention broke from Xavier and she began waving her arms about drawing everyone’s attention. Most of what she said, he could agree with; now that dark elves had aligned with demons their task would be exponentially harder. They would have to know more about these rarely seen outsiders of Avalia but proposing to seek out a demon ally, here in front of the general, seemed a bit much. 

[color=FF7CB3]"Basically I think we’re all fucked!”[/color]

Yuka’s final words hit him harder than he could’ve anticipated. [color=1BC617][i]I can’t even convince my own traveling companions that we can win. Any idiot could’ve convinced Augus to agree to something man clearly already wanted. But Yuka? Yuka thinks we're all doomed, maybe she's right.[/i][/color] No longer completely composed, he glanced at the lioness with a pained expression. Maybe some things never changed, maybe he was destined for failure. But if things never changed, then his sisters would surely succeed, there were other Birens capable of ensuring they won this war. He could count on that, he just had to focus on keeping one human alive long enough to get Xavier to them. Maybe he could manage not to fuck that up. 

[color=1BC617]“Good points Yuka. More study, of demons, would be a good place to start. Maybe one thing at a time though; a shopping trip, put some distance between us and Roshmi, then I am all for researching.”[/color] He offered, nodding towards Yuka. A halfhearted attempt to smooth over her harsh words while they remained in front of Augus. 

[color=1BC617]“Sir, while you may not need our gratitude, you have it nonetheless.”[/color] Orias bowed again to Augus, before attempting to herd the others back outside. The sooner they got things moving the better.[/color]