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Popping in some interest. How evil is Light? Are they basically setting up utopian-dystopian societies? Or are they literally just the same thing as what the Dark Side originally were?
I...don't think I know what to post. XD Like, there's just so little to do for Allereun.
"Care about this town?"

Alier stifled a smile, wondering if he shared the same sentiments as her or not. After all, being an orphan, and then being ostracised due to his jobless nature had sorta distanced him from the rest of the town. Though he wasn't totally self-sufficient yet, if given the proper amount of resources, Alier would have left the town in a heartbeat. Cocking an eyebrow at the fact that she did, indeed, know whose house she had utterly destroyed with her descent, the young man scoffed, "I AM Alier Free, and I do not think that anyone would be happy with someone who destroys their house, chooses not to apologize for it, and instantly demands respect that has not been earned."

"As it is," he continued, folding his arms together, "all my spare clothes were destroyed by your arrival, and I doubt that anyone else cares about whether you're clothed or not."
It's like she didn't even understand what situation she was in. While Alier could agree that Azil's casual threat of torture was rather off-handed and unnecessary, at least until this sky-girl showed her true colors, the freelancer really didn't think that she should be telling them to do anything.

There was also that thing with 'unchain', when they were clearly using ropes to bind her. Had she still not noticed that? Or did she simply not care?

Rolling his eyes at whatever she was babbling about, Alier replied, letting a little more irritation seep into his tone, “Do you understand what position you're in? Explain why you're not my enemy, after you exploded my house. Explain to me who you are, because humans don't survive a fall from that height unharmed. And while you're at it, the priest's dead, so no, you can not speak to him.”

Really, maybe he should have called over one of the uglier guards, to pose all threateningly and stuff.
Good. Azil would be helpful in this interrogation, if only so Alier could have an extra hand to restrain this mysterious individual, or perhaps someone to call for help in case they couldn't restrain the meteor girl at all. She seemed to be rather human, but with humanoid meteors, you never knew. Perhaps she'd try to fly away as well, but that was why he had also tied her down to the solid bed.

His greeting, though, was met with initial confusion by that woman, before she suddenly started spouting out stuff about unchaining her. When they had used ropes to bind her. Ropes that weren't even of the scratchy, salt-hardened kind. As someone who most definitely wasn't a brute, the white-haired young man wasn't exactly pleased. Coughing, he motioned in the general direction of his now-destroyed home, and said, “Brute? Excuse me, but should I tell you WHO decided to destroy my house with her landing? No, you shall not be unroped until you explain to me who you are, and why you fell from the sky.”
Roundabout indeed, and wholely unnecessary. Heck, it was even a bit odd that Eldren would tunnel-vision on that event alone, where there were no civilian casualties whatsoever, instead of something that had more of an impact. Shrugging, the redheaded woman replied, “The pleasure is mine, Eldren. As for Bakery Town though, it didn't seem like too odd of an event. I assisted with the evacuations, and the aftermath left a few buildings destroyed. Honestly, the only odd thing that the authorities found were that there seemed to have been multiple fights at once...but you would have read that from the newspapers if you were interested.”

Turning away as Eldren began having a dispute with his one-armed friend, Aelitha hopped into one of the two compartments of the two-man airship, nodding to Captain Escellar that they were ready to go.

The elven man was a bit put-off regarding how both of the newcomers appeared to think that they actually had time to rest or whatever, but ultimately, decided that it would be best just to have them do so on a horse. Clearing his throat to catch both their attentions, he said, pointing towards the horses, and then motioning towards the others of the party who were mounting them, in pairs of two, “Fion, Eldren, perhaps you should do such things while on horseback? We're departing now, before the rift-beast that we're tracking can get any farther away.”
Alier, freelancer and jack-of-few trades, wasn't happy at all with life. Then again, he doubted anyone would be happy when a heaven-sent girl falls from the sky and destroys his home. It was a shabby, make-shift home, of course, but still, that shack had quite a few memories invested into it. Now that it was but a collection of wooden debris cause by the impact of some blonde, well, that didn't exactly make him smile. Sure, there may have been questions such as 'how did she survive such a drop?', but those were irrelevant compared to the bigger questions that arose. Though Alier wasn't a 'proper' member of the society in Ruben, and most evaded him like the plague, even he had heard that the town's priest or shaman or holy man or whatever had passed away, just a few days after the girl had landed. Furthermore, he had heard that the crops were failing for the farmers as well, and, recently, Mr. Hunter had broke his leg, becoming unable to...well...hunt. Lots of weird things going on, really.

Which was why he had, under the instruction of Master Merchant, employer of a friend of his, tied up the comatose woman, if only to make sure that she didn't turn out to be a demon of misfortune and attempted to kill them all.

Nevertheless, he was surprised that she woke up at all. Definitely not human, to recover from something like that so easily.

"Morning," he said, nonchalantly, before calling out, "Oi, Azil, the comet's awake!"
Alier Free
An orphan and a bit of an outcast from the rest of society. Lived in a house of his own making and has, ever since he was ten, been working on his own. Harbors grand ambitions and wild ideas, but lacks the courage or will to execute them. After his home was introduced to a homewrecker though, he couchsurfs in the home of a friend's master. For a fee, unfortunately.
Aw sheet. Chinese crossbows REPRESENT.
It's fine, Keia~ Like how protective Leifr is, even when Lyrisa just ez-modu killed one of them.

Also this.
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