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[b][color=16A75E]Time:[/color][/b] Morning
[b][color=16A75E]Location:[/color][/b] Forest; Near Guava Village
[b][color=16A75E]Interactions:[/color][/b] Viola[@13org], Phia[@princess]
[b][color=16A75E]Equipment:[/color][/b] A pack with some supplies, seeds (in his pockets), a small knife, a [url=https://i.imgur.com/g2Sg5vN.jpg]mask[/url] that hangs from his belt, a weapon with a shifting charm that is either a [url=https://i.imgur.com/4Xs4QCG.jpg]sickle[/url] or a [url=https://i.imgur.com/gyIiCzI.jpg]glaive[/url], and a [url=https://i.imgur.com/TNEke0P.jpg]shield/drum[/url] with an unbreakable charm.
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[color=F745AA] "Perhaps we check at Riverbloom too…”[/color]

Cyrus shook his head at this suggestion. [color=16A75E]“It would be unwise for us to return to The River Fairy Kingdom in its current state.”[/color] He said and Phia seemed willing to lead them to her village and her questions continued as they walked. He wondered if Phia was happy living so far removed from her people and what sort of folks resided in her village if not fairies. He didn't ask, they would be there soon enough.

[color=16A75E]“Alive and well, that is something.”[/color] He spoke in a quiet voice to Viola and glanced toward Phia as she continued her questioning. The memory loss was unexpected but Ophelia was alive, it seemed even living happily, which meant one lost sibling was at least accounted for and doing well. This was a small joy he hoped they could both share. 

[color=F745AA] "Could you tell me more about your siblings? ...Where did you last see them?"[/color]

An uncomfortable question, one he wasn’t sure how to answer without knowing how much Phia knew. The unmistakable cry of a Roc in pursuit of prey cut through the quiet forest, and to hear it this close was enough to leave Cyrus’s ears ringing from the intensity of it. While the appearance of a Roc had saved him from trying to answer uncomfortable questions, it seemed that was the only favor the big bird would be doing for them. 

The wind suddenly picked up, and mighty gusts were generated by the Roc’s massive wings as their flapping pushed through the treetops and an enormous shadow covered the ground. Cyrus could see the massive bird of prey that flew above them. Her talons gripped and crushed a tree trunk before hurling a treetop down at them.

Cyrus moved quickly, jumping out of the way of the falling mass of leaves and branches, his wings flapping to make use of the momentum and kept him upright. He took cover near a tree as he reached with his magic towards the remaining treetops near the Roc. Branches twisted and moved, reaching out toward the bird’s feet, attempting to grab at and entangle them.

To Cyrus, the best outcome would be for the bird to simply realize the prey it had chosen was not worth the effort, for it fly off and seek something else to hunt. It seemed worth a try, luck had been in his favor recently, and he did not wish to harm such a magnificent creature if there was any other way.[/color]