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Location: Stronghold of Mistmoor [right]Interactions: Erik Elfhame Ostriecher V ([@IAmTheIsland]);[/right] 
[right]Eboshi Himeri ([@Amatiramisu])[/right] 
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As the sounds of the monsters died and the pressure on the gate was released, Tarrian peered over at Erik. She slowly moved back from the gate, unsure of what was happening outside the walls. When the voice rang out in the twilight, summoning her and Erik to the other side, she felt her heart drop. Her eyes grew wide as she shook her head. They couldn’t just hand themselves over to the Grim. They were some of the few light bearers in this sanctuary. If they left, who would hold the line? They couldn’t leave the stronghold undefended.

When Erik stepped up to the viewpoint, she watched him. When he announced himself and told her that he would come out if she would not harm anyone else in this stronghold, she reached out and grabbed him by the shoulder. “Have you lost your mind?” She pulled on him to move him away from the viewpoint. “You cannot just sacrifice yourself to that monster. If you do, there will only be me left to defend and I am not going out there just to be eaten by that thing.” She hissed. “We only need to distract her long enough for the sigil weaver to arrive then she won’t be able to get in.” She grabbed a guard next to her before pushing him towards the viewpoint. “Keep an eye on her. Do not let her out of your sight.” 

She grabbed another guard and pulled him close. “Go find the sigil weaver. Get their ass moving! We need them here now.” The man nodded and she let him go. He ran off to go find the weaver as Tarrian turned her eyes back on Erik. “You’re not going out there. This isn’t the time for noble sacrifice.” She wasn’t going to lose one of her good friends to a Grim. Not on her watch.