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Fellwing had already turned to leave, when she heard Garrock's voice from behind her. From the sound of it, she'd struck a nerve. Unsurprising, if unintended. Though he wasn't raising his voice, the venom in his tone was unmistakable. The black drake turned around, eyes narrow and teeth bared, but tone likewise even.

[color=#595555]"And yet it is [i]us[/i], the senseless rawscales, who have done all in our power to rescue your housemates, while you do nothing but berate and belittle our efforts at every turn. It doesn't surprise me you see no value in conversations, considering you're entirely unable to have a civil one. And of all the times to go on a tirade, you choose [i]this one[/i], when we've no time to waste tending to your wounded ego."[/color]

She turned around fully, petite body held upright even in the face of his immense strength. Her tail swished too, but it was hardly enough to swipe up dust. The Seer's mouth opened, then closed again. Anger almost pushed her to spill the details of her vision, but she bit her tongue. She didn't wish to admit she'd dealt with the Darkness again, not to him. There were many who bristled at the mere thought, and though her clucthmates were understanding, outsiders tended not to be. 

Kebros, however, would. Perhaps even better than her clutch. 

[color=#595555]"Write as scathing a review as you can muster,"[/color] she hissed, [color=#595555]"I fear the loss of life more than a ruined reputation."[/color]

Once more, she was about to turn, when Skobeloff inserted himself into the conversation. Some other time, she might have appreciated the gesture - now, already exasperated, she shot him a glare as well.[color=#595555] "Fine! If you're in such a hurry to abandon us, take him and go to your new friends. I will go alone if I must."[/color] It would not be the first time - and in a way, the thought was soothing. Just her and the Darkness, as usual, what else did she need? It wasn't the first time people didn't trust her or her visions. 

Then Stargaze stepped up, and Fellwing's anger simmered to give way for surprise. Why was she-?! And then she realized; Stargaze, the Orphan, without a house, was concerned for her future. [color=#595555]"No, Stargaze, that's-- none of this is your fault. Do not take blame that isn't yours, you've suffered enough here."[/color]

She looked to Garrock, still defiant. [color=#595555]"I will not apologize, but neither will I continue this argument. We have no time for this. I'm going, alone if need be, and I suggest you hurry in turn."[/color]

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Fellwing Stands up to a Superior, and with an [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/rolls/24982]8[/url], she marks a Shadow [Anger: Lash out at a friend], and picks a success of the DM's choosing. Convinced by Skobeloff, she agrees to his plan however. 
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