Character: Andrea Ashmourn
Status: Dreading

Andrea offered a small smile, a tiny smile that offered only understanding from another traveler of the road. Unworthy echoed in her mind as he made the joke, a little chuckle vibrated on her lips as she nodded her head. “[color=ec008c]Most definitely. Carries more mystery then exiled, at least.[/color]” She returned the little jest, finding some laughter of her cowardness. She listened carefully, nodding her head, still playing with his cards close to his chest. It was for the best. When money and life is on the line, you could never find who to trust in the game. Besides, she had no trust to offer for she didn’t trust herself with anything, and rather play it safe. “[color=ec008c]You will have my ear when you need to share.[/color]” Andrea’s ear twitched a little, watching him leave to meet the archer. “I wouldn’t put most thought into his charity. He seems young, and some lessons need to be learned the hard way. But I won’t stop you from looking.” Andrea laughed a little, her hand covering her lips as she listened to his remark about fighting.

“[color=ec008c]There’s an old saying, ‘Once you cross blades with someone, you know their heart.’ I didn't think I would see someone live out that old quote though.[/color]” She jested playfully, keeping the mood a little light as she watched him carefully. She could only listen to the way he learns the truth, not using secrets nor blackmail. Not reading in books or even having honest conversation. Just combat pure and true. Her mind drifted to the leader of the first rebellion. Keal, the champion of the pits. Always fighting with those who disagreed with him, and leading from the front. Inspiring, like a true hero who gave everything including his life to fight against his people’s cruel fate. It was something she always wanted to learn, to find truth with steel. Yet how can you fight someone that’s already a part of you?

Andrea's mind drifted onto the question as she rubbed her heart a little, feeling a little warmth from the energy flowing. She would receive no answers. When Andrea heard him call out she laughed a little as she offered a little bow towards him. “[color=ec008c]And to you as well, Axol the Unworthy. Prepare yourself well.[/color]” Andrea teased in good fun, but also a little warning. As the voices echoed in her mind again, fighting for control. For awhile she let the smile rest on her lips before her eyes shifted into the hue emerald green. Crossing her arms in defiance as she fully turned to face the forest.

“[color=39b54a]There are more trusting ways to make friends, Andrea[/color].” Andrea rolled her eyes as she returned to her sulking against the stone. Yet the voice continued to press and prod. “H[color=39b54a]e is called the Unworthy for a reason, he has shame and guilt that rest on his lips, but drowns all of that with a few dozen bottles of ale. He doesn’t trust you and you don’t trust him. So let’s cut down to the simplest form. Loose the mortality sh*t and let them all die[/color].” Andrea scoffed bitterly as she clenched her teeth. About to argue but the voice continued. “You think Auren hand picks out his soldiers? No he takes everything and uses it to his benefit. We don’t have the luxury to pick. We have to fight fire with fire.” Andrea gasped a little, grasping at her chest feeling the energy flowing hotter as the voice continued to prattle. “Let the power surge Andrea. Stop resisting it.” 

For a moment Andrea breathed in and out. Her mind unraveled for a moment longer, until she sat back up. Growling to herself as she shaked her head. “[color=ec008c]I will resist it and you for as long as I can. Until you prove to me that you are helping us. We protect the bastion and you get the first soldiers for our army.[/color]” She spoke defiantly glaring at the air with her ruby eyes, and slowly started to choke. Feeling the pressure against her throat tighten, until it stops completely letting her catch her breath. 

“[color=39b54a]I don’t like it when you are defiant. Yet perhaps you are right, I haven’t proven the power yet. So when the next battle comes, I will take over and deal with the monsters. From there you can see the results for yourself.[/color]” Andrea breathed heavily for a moment longer before green energy crackled from her neck, allowing her to breathe regularly. As Andrea nodded solemnly in agreement of the one sided deal. With only the wind as the main voice echoing between her hears she stared at the forest. Waiting and dreading until the monsters appear. 

[@VoLimiNaL]