[Right][H2][color=#CA9BF7]Fia Blackfire[/color][/H2][/right]
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	Fia chuckled alongside Miwa as she defended herself. Not even a full day and Miwa didn’t seem out of place. At least outside of her attire, which wasn’t that out of place either as it complimented Akari. If it were not for their choice of camping ground, that being within the confines of the Twilight lands, this felt much like Fia did when she traveled with that old elf and his throng of the most unlikely allies she often found her self returning to. Fia smiled as she finished the sandwich, tempted to reach for another while the few remained on the uneven crate acting as their dining table.
	“It’s not your conventional weapon. I would think the canopy would get in the way or catch the wind. Ah, thank you my dear Mr. Elc. This will work just fine.” said Fia, The mercenary had returned with a metal tankard full of warm tea. Not the most conventional of hot drink ware, but it served the job well enough. The handle kept Fia’s hands from the heated metal. “Anyway, you look quite capable with it, even drawing water. I’m impressed. Not with just that, but coming this way all on your own. You are resilient, darling. Your temple is fortunate to have you. You certainly deserve more rest if you need it, dear.”
	Fia sipped from the tankard of tea and then quickly reached out grabbing another sandwich out from underneath Mr. Elc’s attempt to grab it himself. The tankard rested near the edge of the crate as Fia took a bite from the sandwich, a drop of the marmalade falling out and landing softly in the grassy dirt below. 
	“My dear, Jazdia. You don’t need to take things that seriously. We are not in any immediate danger, it is okay to relax. Our dear Miwa has perked up and the tea is still warm. Vesemir still sleeps, so we have time to further decompress before we head out towards the artificer’s lair.”