[center][h1][b]Iraleth Kyrios[/b][/h1][/center]

At the very least, she wasn't the last one here. Good enough, after the necessary detour she'd had to make. Hopefully Davil would make a full recovery. 

A brief look around. Most of the people Iraleth had gotten to know over the past two days were already here. Including...

Her eyes narrowed. Valen Leuvalt. With a band of sycophants in tow, apparently. How in the darkness had he gotten himself a pack of hangers-on? He'd literally just threatened mass murder yesterday! As a joke! Unbelievable. She stormed forward, gnashing her teeth. 

Once again, Ciara apparently had the same idea, arriving just before Iraleth could and giving Valen a piece of her mind. The paladin afforded the other girl a curt nod, ever mindful of the fact that she'd be raising a sword to her by the day's end, and proceeded to give Valen and each of those around him a searching stare. Her gaze narrowed. 

[b]"You do realize,"[/b] Iraleth said pointedly to Valen's entourage, and not Leuvalt himself. Ciara had that well in hand, anyway. [b]"That he would just as likely kill you as he would allow you to remain within his presence? Is that the sort of person you want to shackle yourselves to? Each of you has more worth than that."[/b] Admittedly, that worth wasn't exactly showing itself when all of them were hanging off a potential mass-murderer. But it was the thought that counted.

Her Adapa pinged, but Iraleth barely registered it, so focused was her attention on what was in front of her.

[@Estylwen]