Location: 
Nids End
[@Pyromania99]
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“Hah…this lot? Not a bit.” The Cyclops responded with a derisive chuckle. “Not that they care, they seem more bloodthirsty then the elves I know. They’d probably welcome the challenge. Odd, for Lymensari elves.” 

“...nhn?” Sucaria only responded briefly, head still locked towards the enchanting, golden flames of the beast below as she was swept off her feet. It wasn’t until Luna had turned away did she seemingly come back to a bit of her senses. “...Lady Luna…have you seen my heart? I think someone might have taken it…”

The cyclopes let out a loud laugh at that before stifling himself.

“...thank you. That thing was…saying something. I couldn’t stop listening…” Sucaria frowned. “...Mistress can I sleep with you the rest of the night?”

Location: 
Hjrelskins Fall, Forest
[@Crimson Paladin][@BrokenPromise]
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“T…tomatoes?” Lugh questioned, wondering why he would need to eat such a yucky vegetable…fruit? For getting the skunk smell out.

Elnith remained mostly silent, looking across the now dead, hollow fallen trunk that had served as the Unseelies body. A brief melancholic prayer was offered, but she’d soon turn her attention back toward her companions and the newcomer.

“I do believe its a remedy for that smell of yours.” Elnith replied. “A pleasure to meet you. Elnith, though you may have heard of me. The boy here is Lugh.” She’d introduce herself and Lugh, giving the Tuatha a pat on the head, rubbing his ears. “The village we passed might have some tomatoes at the market or whatever general goods store they might have if any, but we shall see. It isn’t far.”

Suddenly, Lugh would perk his ears up, quietly glancing away from the group towards the forest. He’d frown, furrowing his brow briefly before shaking his head and turning back to the group.

“...does it have to be tomatoes…?” Lugh frowned. “”

Location: 
Airedale Forests

Queens Quarters
[@VitaVitaAR]
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“W-wa-wait I didn’t mean it!” The unseelie shouted as she realized what Fio was up to. Unfortunately, the small pixie lacked any sort of physical or magical strength in order to prevent herself from being tossed into fairy prison. While it was a question as to why the queen had these things in the first place (though it smelled faintly of some sort of fruit) it ultimately didn’t matter.

“Rudeness! Unforgivable!” She would immediately, however, start shouting about how this was the greatest sin in the world. “Do you have any idea what I’ll do to you! I’ll curse you so your hair is always messy! Or your eyebrows to fall off! I will I mean it!” She’d shout, pressing her hands against the glass cage she had been put in. 

“And I’m a fairy! I go where I want! Its not like I’m here to observe this backwater village. I’m just here to ya know…do fairy things. Like cursing someone’s underwear to mysteriously be soiled or make someone's water taste like sand.” The Fairy glanced around the room, eyes falling on the bed and then on Fio. 

“...hehe, hey, maybe you should let me go before Miss Queenie comes back and I tell her your...secrets!” What those secrets were, the fairy didn't seem keen on elaborating.