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[b][color=01F0FF]Time:[/color][/b] Morning
[b][color=01F0FF]Location:[/color][/b] Southwest of Roshmi City
[b][color=01F0FF]Interactions:[/color][/b] Rue[@Potter], Bardulf[@Lava Alckon], Bridgette[@Tae], Mister Luum[@FunnyGuy], and Zeva[@Pink Khione]
[b][color=01F0FF]Equipment:[/color][/b][url=https://www.dndbeyond.com/avatars/thumbnails/7/223/1000/1000/636284734857745454.jpeg]Sword[/url], hunting knife, a backpack with supplies, and a stoat named Raze who naps in the pocket of his vest. 
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Bowyn only shook his head at Rue’s response, youth was not a good enough reason to give the elf a pass. He didn’t need to point that out to Rue though, they’d both been in this too young, had enough missing pieces between them to be constant reminders of youthful mistakes and failed missions. They couldn’t have mistakes now. A new elf, a young one, was a mistake. They needed people they could rely on, people already ready to put everything on the line for Avalia, and surely Mister Luum could see that. 

[Color=F6DC88]“You should know better than anyone what’s required to keep a secret from being told by another.”[/color]

As Rue’s attention focused on comforting Bardulf, Bowyn focused on what Luum was saying. [color=01F0FF][i]Good, at least Luum’s not entirely crazy. Only one way to keep a secret-[/i][/color]

[Color=F6DC88]“But as a group, we are quite bad at killing, so I have a better idea! Zeva…”[/color]

[color=01F0FF][i]Dammit Luum.[/i][/color] But Bowyn couldn’t entirely fault Mister Luum for it, if Zeva were a young fae rather than an elf, he’d probably side with Luum on making the risky choice here. 

[color=01F0FF]“Not all of us are bad at killing.”[/color] Bowyn announced back, looking from Mister Luum to Zeva. [color=01F0FF]“Doesn’t have to be a group effort.”[/color] He offered further, and paired it with a smile, almost like it was a joke. He left Rue with Bardulf and the pegasus and headed towards Luum and Zeva. 

[color=01F0FF]“Don’t Luum sweet talk you, this isn’t a game. Gonna have a whole lot more than [i]your parents[/i] to worry about if you follow us.”[/color] Bowyn spoke directly to Zeva, not a threat, just a warning. [color=01F0FF]“Bowyn, proud traitor, and passable healer. So save the bandages and hold still a moment.”[/color] He introduced himself and placed a cold hand on Zeva’s shoulder above the wound. If she held still, the wound would heal in a matter of seconds. 


[color=01F0FF]“Saving Avalia means ending dark elf rule, facing things a lot worse than death or [i]disappointed parents[/i], and it’ll probably cost you more than you think. So really think about it, this is not an easy path, not a whimsical adventure, and there is no room for doubt where we're headed.”[/color] If Luum was bringing someone new in, Bowyn wasn’t going to let them join without knowing what they were getting into. [/color]