[Calieo]
Calieo listened to Rebecca intently, staring down on the woman and nodding her head ever so slightly once or twice. The knight frowned slightly at the mention of the gods they worshiped, but waited until Rebecca was finished to avoid cutting off any information. This Order sounded like a potential asset to her quest. Possible suspects as well; anyone beyond the mountain men worshiping the old gods was unexpected but not unwelcome. Unless they were thieves.
"So people besides the mountain tribes still make an effort to care? Flattering, and though I've never had a twin I'm sure their faults are simple naivety," Calieo snorted softly as a smile cracked across her cheek, and her attention returned to the road ahead. It appeared to stretch on to past the horizon, and beyond it there wasn't much to look at aside from the mountains Northwards. "So much wasted potential," she murmured under her breath, taking in the limited scenery and imagining far more useful things for it. Her grin brightened slightly when she looked away from her companions and down towards the weapon strapped against her hip, the caged ball of fire flickering peacefully within it's confines.
The sun overhead still brought daylight from behind the clouds, the heavy grey blanket having begun to part and drift West to reveal glimpses of the late afternoon sky. For just a few moments she wanted to enjoy the stillness of the situation, the soft sound of marching feet the only rhythm to interrupt the silence of the empty plains.
[Tirñea}
Her weapon having been knocked away, Tirñea took a step back to prepare a counter attack but was met with no such aggression. This man seemed to be merely entertaining himself, and could obviously afford to be so casual with it considering the ease he was defending himself with. He asked her a question, and for a few seconds Tirñea was simply baffled by the absurdity of the situation. She looked to Serena, who stared back behind the empty guise of her mask, then looked again at Ashley.
"I- um," Tirñea began, needing a moment to think about her response. She'd already decided to lie again, but perhaps a bluff might cause this man to reevaluate his priorities. "I come to here for practicing magic," she started, doing her best to sound confident as she tested the waters with that idea. "Yes. Yes, powerful spirits live beneath the earth and I can call upon them with my staff. They protect me, and will harm you if you do not leave." The Piñuran girl smiled sinisterly, taking another step back and swinging her staff downward so she could beat the ground like a drum again. She began to let herself pretend that what she said was true, and by stretching the truth rather than a flat out falsification she found it quite easy to act the part.
