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Arton's mind wandered to the countless villages he had helped over the years from monster, bandits, and later on the Blight. The edges of his lips and brow twinged barely concealing his anger at their circumstances. [color=537DAE][b]Despicable.[/b][/color] He breathed the word out under his breath. This, more than anything, tilted his feelings towards Valheim and their forces. Arton felt a sliver of Izayoi's fury enter his heart with every sullen face they passed [color=537DAE]"I agree."[/color] He nearly said through his teeth at Galahad's comment.

His attention was too focused on the state of the villagers that he barely spotted the Viera watching them before she spoke, more so reacting to his companions than actually realizing she was there. It startled him slightly and the looks she was giving towards some of their party, Galahad in particular, was enough for him to hover his hand over his sword's hilt waiting for either Izayoi's or Galahad's direction. The muscles in his body momentarily tensed but slowly eased up as the Viera and Izayoi began to talk.

There was something about her smile that felt like it was a smokescreen for her true intentions. It didn't seem fake per se, but there was something clearly hidden underneath [color=537DAE]"I can't imagine a group like ours would go undetected for long even if we did get in." [/color] He nodded towards Rudolf. Arton wasn't even sure who this 'old friend' of Izayoi's could even be. His imagination turned towards some kind of powerful warlord or ninja master though he couldn't exactly picture either. 

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She shifted her weight onto her right leg, hands resting on her hips as she patiently let the misfit group talk amongst themselves. It would have been suspicious if Izayoi simply believed her from the start, if what her mistress said about her was true. The idea, however, of bringing Edrenians into the heart of Osprey make her sick to her stomach. Her personal feelings couldn't be allowed to affect the mission so she did her best to suppress them. She closed her eyes and her chest rose as she took a deep breath.

[color=FEF698]"A clever one, aren't you?"[/color] She lightly giggled [color=fff79a]"It seems the Garden hasn't slacked on their training."[/color] This was sure to make their infiltration easier if they decided to listen, but she would definitely be keeping an eye on Esben. Her eyes glanced to their flanks, ears twitching in response to faint, minute sounds in the distance and the low murmur of curious voices [color=FEF698]"Why don't we discuss this more on the road? There is still a ways to go."[/color]