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[Color=crimson][b]Time:[/b][/color] Afternoon
[Color=crimson][b]Location:[/b][/color] Myriamor
[Color=crimson][b]Interactions:[/b][/color] Myra [@13org], Maeryn [@princess], Alaia [@Alivefalling]
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[color=plum]“So it's s actually happening this time?”[/color] Astra asked rhetorically as the group set out to do what they had originally planned in River Port. Human-hunting.  It was a different group but Astra expected it to be somewhat the same consisting of humans, elves, and a few folks with a little too much hair led by a senior lamplight-bitch. At least that was Astra's observation of things.

Vrexen on the other hand saw this as his opportunity to not compare the night in River Port to now. If anything, he was driven in making it the contrary by any means necessary. If Vrexen's period of brooding taught him anything, it was that ideas kept in his mind were like well-laid ambushes. 

As insignificant as it was, Avalia was slowly changing the savage demon into something else. Into something more suitable to this realm the more he spent time in it. Despite this, however, he was still quite… violent. 

[Color=darkturquoise]“This place we travel to is filled with those large civilized creatures… I am eager in [I]testing[/I] them… [color=crimson]Their skin against claw. Their bones against crushing blows. Their lives against my violence...[/color] Mother, please grant me the opportunity…”[/color] Vrexen spoke as he trudged along with the others in Myriamor with a large frapping cloak over his seemingly reptilian body.

[Color=plum]“I'm sure she will. Violence is inevitable, right?”[/color] Astra played on Vrexen's one dimensional desire as she guided a camel she purchased at Sturdy Stables upon hearing Maeryn's update on the humans they had been tracking in the south. [Color=plum]“I don't think anyone wants to travel in this heat,”[/color] Astra was speaking for herself, but she figured she could at least get the Daka Island natives to agree with her suggestion. Vrexen growled. [Color=plum]“I can make it worth your while! I saw something in a stall you'll appreciate.”[/color] Vrexen growled once more but didn't argue. Astra had been annoying but Vrexen knew her to make wise choices since meeting her.
 
Whether he group chose to leave right away or stay a bit, they more than prepared to travel to Dumaghord to hunt their prey. It was Abertha after all…



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