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Avalia

Time: Evening
Location: River Port
Interactions:@Helo@Potter
Outfit:Outfit from the Ball
Inventory:Sword that's sheathed, Bow and quiver of arrows. Then: 2 hankerchiefs, liquid body cleanser, wayfinder, toothbrush, travel-size hair and teeth cleansers, small round of rope, small amount of disinfectant and bandaging: all in a fanny pack that's facing behind him, hidden behind his cape.

The light of the port was visible from even afar as the trio had approached River Port. When they finally reached the dirt road, they entered the town on the south side. The road was filled with people moving back and forth over it and each building window still alit. Malachi did not bother even glancing over things too much as he knew he could not waste time with his injured companions. He glanced to one side and he made haste grabbing the shoulder of someone moving nearby him to ask where the healing center was.

A woman instructed them to round the bend left and find it on their right. He began to follow the instructions, only to suddenly become aware of heavy heaving. His face contorted and his gaze slid over toward Belladonna, as that was the origin. A dog was seated next to her heaving with excitement and staring up at her with a piece of paper on the top of his head.

He snatched it from the dog's head and read it: Meeting Hall at 2pm. His eyebrows raised and he showed it to Belladonna and Valok before pocketing it for them. Right where they had entered, he had noticed a big meeting hall, so that made things convenient. Going with extra care to avoid the tongue and spit, Malachi moved his arm around awkwardly to pat its head. He gave her a brief moment to interact with it before they moved on. Dogs were cute and certainly comforting to the younger folk, so he knew he had to allow both her and maybe even Valok if he so wished a moment to give it a pet.

Malachi stared up at the stars as he waited.

Flashback 3

Time: 119 years ago
Location: Sun Elf Village
OST: The facade drops under the glittering sky

Miraculously enough, the sky had been clear that night as he led Caralia to a field of flowers, his hands over her eyes. He moved his hands and smiled as she stared up at the stars in wonder. He had walked them some ways from the town, where the light pollution wouldn't tarnish their view. The sky was a blue velvet with stars strewn all across it like snowflakes caught in time. A small blue and pink moon were at each end of the sky, guiding the choir of stars in their song. The stars twinkled brilliantly as the two gazed upon them.

"Oh they're just begging to be talked to aren't they?"Caralia said dreamily, then ran forward, and began calling out to the sky, "Stars! Hi!! Give us a sign you can hear us! Hey!" She shouted. "Come on! Don't ignore me!" She looked over her shoulder at Malachi, who was giving her a look without meaning to, "Come on! Don't just look at me like I'm crazy! They can't hear us unless you help!"

Malachi glanced around. They were alone. His shoulders relaxed and he ran over to her, yelling, much more awkwardly, "Uhhh hey stars! Hello!! We have questions! Give us a sign!" Her expression lit up and she yelled with him until finally, a shooting star shot across the sky.

"They heard us!" Caralia exclaimed then spun her body around in joy as she moved, her head laid back while she swung her arms, "It's real, Malachi! Lunathea has deemed us worthy of communication with the afterlife!"

He was pretty certain it had just been convenient timing, but he let her have it, watching her with a smile.

"What are you going to ask it?" She asked him, her arms falling back to her side.

She was standing there looking at him those eyes again. He felt his heart race and himself tense up. What if his answer was disappointing? Malachi took a moment to consider the question before finally asking, "Hmm. What would you ask them?"

"I want to know why we have only two moons. Why not three? Or more?" Caralia grinned as she mused, "Imagine lots of moons, all different colors! Oh then why is the blue one bigger than the pink!?"

Malachi laughed. It was like she had all these silly questions from when she was a child that just never got answered. "It would be nice, but imagine the gravity. The waves would be too big."

She gave him a pout as per usual, "Don't ruin my fun with logic. Besides, maybe we'd get to fly since we wouldn't be stuck on the ground just like the fairies do. Imagine if we got to fly together."

His heart skipped a beat as she moved up to him and took his hands, "Wouldn't you like to?"

Malachi glanced down at her. He thought he'd be more nervous as she got closer, but something about her made him feel comfortable, accepted. There was not a thing he could do that would make her judge him. His eyes searched hers and then smiled. "I'd love to," Malachi told her and brushed a lock hair from her eyes. She had the prettiest eyes; like a pair of emeralds staring up at him. The moonlight lit them up, creating an intense contrast with everything else around them.

That night, they sat down together in the flowers and took turns coming up with questions to ask the universe, hoping to see a shooting star raced across the sky to give them confirmation again. Malachi let her do most of the talking, listening as she asked why the moons were different colors, why her ears were pointy and why elves lived so long. She never got answers to those questions but as far as he could tell, her enthusiasm never faltered.

That was until later that night, her gaze met his in a moment of silence and she smiled. But something was different this time. Her smile didn't reach her eyes the way it normally did.

She started weeping as if everything she had ever loved had been taken from her.

Caralia did not stop for a long time, seemingly not even embarrassed to be crying in front of him so suddenly. She got up on her feet and cried out, "Why do you take people away!" Her voice was anguished, tears running down her cheeks as she glared at the sky like somehow it was at fault for her all her sadness. "Why do you get decide it's okay to take people's lives and keep them up there! Just to answer these stupid questions!?"

She stared at it with darting irises as if she was searching for an answer to miraculously manifest. But it didn't. She collapsed to her knees, whispering brokenheartedly, "Why can't you at least talk to me?"

To see her so suddenly become this way, not only confused him but made his heart lurch as if he had felt the same way she had. Malachi became self-aware of himself sitting there, his hands fidgeting, unsure what to do or say. Finally, he moved over and knelt behind her. He put his arms around her and held her close and stayed with her as she sobbed.

Caralia had turned upon feeling his presence and buried her head in his shirt "Please don't die." She whispered pleadingly. He was thrown off by her words, trying to process them. What could he say to that? She wrapped her arms around him to grip his shoulders, "I know I talk too much and I disturb you. I know I'm a burden. I know you never asked for me to barge in and bother you all the time, but please don't go."

It wasn't like he planned on dying in the upcoming weeks, or even years. Malachi didn't understand why she was asking such a thing, but he was willing to tell her anything to make her happy again."... I won't leave you, Lia." He said softly and tightened his grip on her.

Avalia

River Port

Evening

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The air was still warm in River Port as the sun set, bathing the port in a last batch of rays. The windows of homes and buildings were alit in yellow light, lighting up the streets along with quaint street lamps that lined each road. The fountain in town square could be heard gushing water as kids giggled and played around it. The boardwalk was busy with villagers, moving from stand to stand while couples sat in the sand, looking at the stars. Heads would start to turn in River Port as an adorable demon girl found her way into River Port.

All shops will close in two hours at 9pm while restaurants will remain open until 10pm. However, bars will stay open until 2am.

Avalia

Zephyrin & Clara

Kenia and Bowyn were hard at work harvesting what they could from the wyvern. Their reactions to her words had warmed her heart and she was in a relatively good mood. She was excited to get drinks with them at the port as Bowyn had suggested.

She had watched the two of them for some time out of curiosity, but eventually Clara had decided to stay out of the way since she could not be of assistance with such a task. It seemed like Zephyrin was standing by as well. Having talked to her the least so far, she figured now would be a good time to get to know her. Clara bound up to Zephyrin and smiled at her, ”Hi Zephyrin! You doing okay? Didn’t get hurt, did ya?” She asked her.

The winter fairy teared her eyes away from Bowyn's exhausted form, brushing aside the heavy feeling that weighed on her chest. Still stricken from the events that had transpired, Zephyrin forced a smile, hiding her shivering hand behind her back. "Ah.. I feel great, just a scratch!" She replied with a melancholic laugh at the edge of her voice. She sucked in a deep breath and exhaled, feeling the tension melt from her body.

The air changed slightly, the warmth in the atmosphere slowly returning. The winter fairy paused, her scarlet eyes studying the human from head to toe. Having thought she was just another elf, Zephyrin never paid her much attention until now. The earthy tones of Clara's dress matched her brown hair and brown eyes. Zephyrin nodded approvingly.

Softly, her voice gaining momentum, she fully turned to Clara with a grin, "Thank you for assisting us with the wyvern. Your abilities are nothing short of praiseworthy." The words felt stiff in the fairy's tongue; she wasn't used to giving away compliments, but she felt that it was well-deserved this time. The human could fight and dress well.

The way Zephyrin replied to her first question reminded Clara of the way she’d answer people when she was overloaded with schoolwork. “Yes, I’m fine. This is fine!” She would tell them, laughing helplessly as she awaited her impending doom. It was possible Zephyrin felt similar to her. She was a beautiful fairy in lovely jewelry and expensive-looking clothing. It was clear the two of them were both out of their element.

The fairy then commended her efforts. Clara’s head was still reeling a bit and she hadn’t really taken in fully what had just occurred. They had just fought a dragon. She had just fought a dragon. Such self-awareness led her to realize her heart was still racing. ”Thanks! I was pretty badass now that I think about it. And you were too!” Clara told her with a confident smile, ”That shield you made totally saved us big time. If it weren’t for you, we could have all got really messed up.” If that tail had swung into them, she was certain they would have all gotten knocked to the ground like bowling pins.

A wry smile tugged at the corners of Zephyrin's lips. Though the fairy was fully aware she had contributed the least during the battle, she couldn't help but puff up her chest in a smug manner. She placed a hand on her hip, while the other toyed with a lock of her platinum hair. "Ha! You have a good eye, human. Conjuring a shield of that size is no easy feat, yet I, being amazing as I am, managed." She gloated.

Clara giggled at Zephyrin’s words. "Of course you’re amazing! You’re a magical fairy! ”She exclaimed enthusiastically, "But that’s not what made it special you know. For...It is not our abilities that show what we truly are…” She paused once more for suspense, trying to deepen her voice to sound wise and dramatic, ”It is our choices.” She cleared her throat as her voice returned to its normal octave, "You could have just left us all to die and ran for the hills, but you stayed and decided to protect us. That was really cool of you!” Quoting Dumbledore to a fairy was sure to win her awesome points. She threw her hand up and made a peace sign after her words with a wide grin.

The fairy thought the human quite odd, but she found her amusing. Slowly, her gaze wandered back towards Bowyn's direction. At first there was a flash of concern on her face, but it was immediately replaced by an irritated expression. Zephyrin crossed her arms, heat rising to her cheeks. "I-I guess Bowyn fought decently, too. But nothing special..! His bird was more amazing."

Clara's eyes suddenly lit up as Zephyrin mentioned Bowyn’s fighting abilities. He had been so cool and brave! She had to stop herself from fangirling right then and there as excitement bubbled up within. Not to mention how Kenia had jumped up on the wyvern’s back the way she did and had such sick moves. 'I feel like I’m traveling with the X-Men!' She thought excitedly.

She dug herself back out of her thoughts and looked at Zephyrin, replying, ”Yeah! Bowyn and Kenia are badass. I could go on forever about all the neat stuff they did. Then Boreas was such a hero!-” Her brain processed Zephyrin’s reddening cheeks as she was speaking. She broke off her rambling with a gasp.

Clara put her hands on her hips and leaned in to grin at her. ”You have a crush on Bowyn.” She accused, lowering her voice for only her to hear. Zephyrin's eyes widened, her cheeks turning into a deeper shade of red.

"H-how could you say something so outrageous?!" She squawked, scowling. "Someone as youthful and spritely as me would never fall for a... serious and dull person!" Zephyrin objected to her absurd claims. She rolled her eyes, then used her hand to fan her face.

Clara smiled doubtfully, stifling a giggle. ”Suurre you wouldn’t…” She commented sarcastically.

The fairy composed herself and continued, "You must be young and inexperienced, so let me give you some advice!" Zephyrin cleared her throat, then began to lean in closer. "Men like him.." she pointed towards Bowyn, "..would choose to die alone. They are married to their cause." She nodded convincingly and crossed her arms.

Clara’s gaze followed her finger toward Bowyn as her expression became even more puzzled yet doubtful as Zephyin’s statements continued. After the way Bowyn had reacted to Boreas, she was sure Bowyn was not someone who wanted to die alone; no one truly wanted to die alone.

"So stay away from him, you got that? As far away as you can! Find a man who is the complete opposite of him! Preferably someone with dark hair and a stupid smile on their face! Bowyn is no good. He definitely isn't badass." Zephyrin scoffed, repeating the word Clara had used. She didn't understand what it meant, but it sounded like a compliment. And she shouldn't be complimenting him.

Clara shook her head with a smile, replying finally, ”Aw Zephy... There’s no shame in liking Bowyn. I get crushes on boys all the time.” She glanced in his direction once more. ”Brave, loyal and I think he can even be kind of sweet. Oh and he’s veeery handsome!” She mused, giggling at the end of her statement, ”You know, if you aren’t interested in him, it shouldn’t concern you whether I like him or not, right? Bowyn and I could look really cute together. Imagine our kids!”

Zephyrin's ears twitched, and she narrowed her eyes. Clara let her words sink in before adding on, with a mischievous grin and twinkle in her eye, ”You know. Maybe I should just go confess my feelings right now.”

"Y-you..!" Zephyrin clenched her fists and stomped her foot. A thin layer of ice began to form around her fingertips as she gave Clara an angry stare. Soon enough though, her expression softened, and she sighed. "..You have awful taste in men." The fairy turned around, refusing to look at Clara. She furrowed her brows and pouted childishly. "Go confess to him for all I care! You can be an idiot couple fighting the lich together! And with him as the father, your kids would not look that cute.." Zephyrin grumbled.

Clara smirked to herself for a moment. If she had any doubts that Zephyrin liked them, they were most definitely gone. There was no getting a crush past the likes of a high school cheerleader! Spending so much time with girls every day had prepared her for this moment. The idea of the two fairies getting together was very exciting to her, so she had needed to find out the truth.

Still, perhaps she had gone too far. Clara sighed once she had turned away and walked around her to face her. She then touched her shoulder gently to comfort her. ”Only kidding. I won’t get in your way and I won’t tell anyone.” Clara smiled at her warmly, ”We’re friends now and it’s against girl code to do either of those things.”

"Like I said, I don't like that bloke! And what is this girl code that you speak of?" Zephyrin raised an eyebrow in question. "Actually, never mind! Let's just get going!" She gently grabbed Clara's wrist and started walking towards Kenia and Bowyn, her face still flushed red.

The human had gotten the better of her.

Avalia

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Meat snacks 3 amas for 4 slices

Owl Bear Cloak - 150 amas

Avalia

Time: Afternoon
Location:Port 10
Interaction: @Alivefalling@FunnyGuy
Outfit:What she's wearing
Inventory:Bag for her belongings(It's along her belt behind her cape and not a backpack). Inside that bag: ama pouch, small water flask, plant seed pouch, small bag of berries, small flowery perfume, small knife, thin nightgown, and Risa has transferred some of her hygienic supplies into small, portable bottles: hair and teeth cleansers, hair softener and armpit fragrance.

Risa tilted her head, puzzled by his response. He had just wanted to know what she thought. Thinking back, he had mentioned he was from a militia. She considered things for a moment as Kyran spoke but the puzzle pieces soon fit into place. "Yes. We have some coming tomorrow."She watched the nearby couple depart as she spoke. They were now the only three guests dining outdoors. There was no one nearby to hear them. "So I suppose you heard about what was happening and me, and came to see if it worth getting yourself and your militia involved. If that's the case, then I think tomorrow's meeting will hopefully help you make up your mind. If I'm correct, can you please give us some more details now that it's just us three? Then if you like, I can fill you in on what's happened on our side." She then put her effort into putting a dent in her food as she allowed time for Valaeon to respond.

Avalia

Time: Afternoon, Day 2
Location: By a spring, closer to River Port
Interactions:@Helo@Potter
Outfit:Outfit from the Ball
Inventory:Sword that's sheathed, Bow and quiver of arrows. Then: 2 hankerchiefs, liquid body cleanser, wayfinder, toothbrush, travel-size hair and teeth cleansers, small round of rope, small amount of disinfectant and bandaging: all in a fanny pack that's facing behind him, hidden behind his cape.

Valok spoke of himself as if he was just a pawn on a boardgame. Dark elves truly had reached a new level of terrible when they raised their own youth to feel like their lives were not even important. It made him sick to think that they could treat their innocent youth that way. He, however, kept his comments to himself and let Valok speak his truth as he told them how he had heard Risa. Risa was young too, perhaps younger than Valok. She had given him hope just as she had done for many he was certain, but he wasn't sure putting the burden of the rebellion on a fairy child was the answer. Her youthful honesty and passion were, of course, contagious, but in the end, she would need the wisdom and experience of those older than her.

The dark elf continued to answer his questions, telling them that before the ball, his mission had been to hunt humans. He was silent as he expressed his trust back to Malachi, calling him honorable. He wasn't sure if he'd describe himself that way but still, he smiled faintly. It melted a little as he expressed his thoughts, the smile not quite reaching his eyes, "When I lost my little boy and my darling wife, I was... empty for a long time. I no longer had purpose. I found myself wondering if there was no one in the world who cared for me, did I even exist? I too felt the way you do now, that I had to fight. I had to throw myself into battle or else I'd be a waste. Even though it took a long time, I think I may be important to someone once again."

He glanced at Valok directly, "One day you will no longer feel this way and you too can be important to someone. You will find better purpose and deserve that. Even the snow someday melts and the flowers shall then bloom. "

Once he had finished speaking, he noticed Valok's gaze had moved to Belladonna, who was letting go of him. Her eyes lamented a song of pain as she made haste moving ahead of them. They seemed to be a trio of melancholy. He decided to ask her a question that been on his mind for some time now, "Belladonna, are you alright? Do you have companions awaiting you?"

Caralia 2

Time: 119 years ago
Location: Sun Elf Village
OST: Caralia's Theme

“Ever had a sand berry?”

Malachi looked up to see Caralia hovering above him after class yet again but this time with a basket of berries. It had been like this for the last few months now. She always appeared at some point with a kind smile and sweet words.

“You can only get them in the desert.”She gently took his hand and unraveled his fingers, before placing a few berries in his hand. “My friend brought them back so I brought you some.”

The berries were tiny and red, rolling into the palm of his hand. He glanced down at them curiously before looking up at her, “Caralia-”

“You should call me Lia “She interrupted and plopped herself in a nearby seat. Resting her elbows on his table, she looked at him to continue.

Malachi nodded and said, “Okay… Lia, What made you want to talk to me exactly if I may ask?” His gaze fell as he spoke, tapping his finger nervously against the desk. He had often wondered if this was some sort of cruel prank, to make him think she was interested and then make a fool out of him. He was no stranger to that sort of thing. Elves were certainly not known for their kind and understanding nature. Many had a superiority complex over those they deemed inferior or to those that did not conform to tradition.

She put a finger under his chin to lift his head, then moved her hand over his and squeezed it. Her eyes had a twinkle in them as she met his, “You’re like a star, Malachi. You shine so bright yet it's like everyone is blind! I’ve always seen you. How kind and gentle you are when spoken to, how wise you are beyond your years, yet no one has ever really taken the time to get to know you… so I wanted to. You were my mystery to uncover and I'm so glad I did. You're more than I could have hoped for.” She spoke passionately, without hesitation and without shame.

Malachi could only sit there, finding himself rendered speechless yet again. For a moment, he had to wonder if she was real, or something he had dreamt up. No one just said things like that, especially about him. "Is she an angel?" He thought in his head, or so he thought he did.

“I sure am. I’m kinda pretty so I think I could be an angel.” Caralia smiled proudly, “Now if only I had wings!” She batted her eyelashes as she imagined herself like a pretty demihuman girl with big, white wings.

Malachi’s eyes widened,“Huh! Do you mind read!?”He asked with panic, his face going red.

She giggled and bopped his nose, “No, you asked if I were an angel out loud, silly goose. And I would be doing a disservice to myself to disagree! “

“Oh… I guess you’re right.”He said and finally put the berries in his mouth. “Mmm.” They were sweet, but had a spicy aftertaste, popping satisfyingly in his mouth as he chewed.

“Yup! Just like cinnamon! Sweet like you. I’m gonna make you a cake with them.” Caralia declared. She then took his hands in hers, "Teach me about the stars some more while you build."

"Well. I can teach you something that's not in that book... Did you know that they're good listeners? If you ask them questions, sometimes you get back an answer." Malachi told her before he continued to build.

Caralia's expression brightened at that. "Yes, yes, my mother used to say that too. She'd say that if you ever wanted to know something, you look to the stars and if you ask nicely enough, Lunathea might let a fallen loved one answer you." After she said that, the conversation dwindled down to her only speaking up to ask him why he was doing one thing or another.

After about an hour, he started to put his books in his bag. He turned to her, then gently, he took her hand and smiled at her, "Would you like to go see them tonight with me?"

Her smile stretched across her whole face and she threw her arms around him in sheer joy, squishing him in the process as she tightly embraced him.

"Oh-Lia-I have to breathe-"He gasped out, stumbling under her grasp.

She let go abruptly, giggling, "Guess you do! Weird huh!?"

Avalia

Time: Afternoon, Day 2
Location: By a spring, closer to River Port
Interactions:@Helo@Potter
Outfit:Outfit from the Ball
Inventory:Sword that's sheathed, Bow and quiver of arrows. Then: 2 hankerchiefs, liquid body cleanser, wayfinder, toothbrush, travel-size hair and teeth cleansers, small round of rope, small amount of disinfectant and bandaging: all in a fanny pack that's facing behind him, hidden behind his cape.

"He's right they prefer meat. Think they're omnivores and will probably feed it most things you feed it though. You can get it something at the butcher when we get there." Malachi told Belladonna after Valok spoke. He glanced at him. It was a grim question, to ask someone you just met to be the one to burn your body in the event of untimely death. Still, with Valok's background, it was probably a daily concern. "Yeah. We will do that for you if that happens. You won't be dying on my watch."

In order to keep Valok awake, he decided to keep up the conversation,"Were you at the ball, Valok? Where had you come from when we found you?" His eyes slid to the sky as they spoke. The sun still shined down on them through the trees.

He couldn't wait for it to be night again at last.

Caralia 1

Time: 119 years ago
Location: Sun Elf Village
OST: Caralia's Theme

Malachi hadn't noticed the girl in the doorway, her bright eyes fixated on him as he hunched over in the desk, drawing something in his notebook. The classroom was empty in the late afternoon, and he had always taken it upon himself to work on his project. Books of all kinds were scattered around him: on the desks, the floor, and a bag of drawing utensils had fallen on the floor. He hadn't noticed that either.

He had been here every day Caralia could remember. Reading, building, drawing... He was always doing something in this same room. His hair, messy and unkempt, his head completely down as he engrossed himself in his work. His fashion choices left much to be desired. Whenever she had seen him in the hallway, he had walked in such a way that was very telling how unsure of himself he was. Oh and he bumped into things so often! It wouldn't kill him to start paying attention to where he was going.

Still, she found herself leaning in the doorway to check up on him often after classes had ended. She knew his name was Malachi and was the bottom of the food chain when it came to the student population at their learning center. He had always been strange. The other boys all were busy learning combat and studying light magic, but not him. He was in a lot of the science classes that were mostly female in attendance. When he actually spoke to people, which was rare, no one had ever known what he was talking about, ever since their elementary years. He used fancy words and he did not have nearly as much muscle as everyone else. Funnily enough, the reasons everyone disliked him were just the reasons that drew her to him. She smiled to herself, covering her mouth as he adjusted his elbow and knocked another book on the floor.

The book startled him and he practically jumped out of his chair, flustered. Their eyes met in that moment as he finally lifted his head in the action. His face flushed and he stared at her, speechless. The hallways were darkened but her long, wheat-colored hair and bright green eyes were lit up by a nearby lantern. She was tall and had paint splatters covering her apron, which was over her green dress. There were freckles dotting a path from one cheek, over her nose to the other. She was also the most beautiful thing he had ever seen, completely enchanting him.

Caralia lifted a brow, curious as to why he could not even muster a hello. She moved over and began collecting the books on the floor. Picking up the books, she put them in a neat pile on a nearby desk. She spun on her heels to face him and leaned in, sniffing his shirt. He flinched, not expecting she'd invade his space so quickly, “You smell like cinnamon. ”

Malachi did a double-take at her and shook his head, "Oh... Excuse me."He said softly, hesitating before he smiled awkwardly at her. "Thank you."

"Sorry if I disturbed you..."She said and hopped back up from her leaning position, "I'm Caralia. Cute name, right?"

He hung his head back down and continued his work, "Malachi." He didn't know if he could keep looking at her without staring.

It did not seem like he had recognized her. She wasn’t surprised. She had watched him from down the hall as he collected his things and not once did he ever turn her way. Now that she was face to face with him, she found herself enamored by his eyes, but then he hung his head down and her smile faltered. Pouting, she poked his arm. "What are you drawing there, Kai? Hope you don’t mind I call you that. " Leaning over the desk, she curiously watched. It was some peculiar object she had never seen before.

"Umm... I'm designing something I want to build." He told her and asked after a pause, "Were you painting something?"

Caralia's expression lit up, "Oh yes! Come see."She tugged at his arm suddenly, making him look at her in surprise. "Come, come, come!! I have been working on this for a week."

Malachi hesitated before he got to his feet in reaction to her tugging, awkwardly stumbling as he did, "Okay, okay. Please take it easy.." He had wanted to try to get some progress with his work today so he'd have more time for his studies, but he really was no good at declining anyone's requests, having been raised to be a bit overly polite and accommodating.

When she led him out into the hall, she led him around the corner to a huge mural in the works on one of the walls. It was a painting of the night sky and the moons over a dark landscape. She had put her all into making the sky an ombre of purple to blue and spent hours perfecting her stars. It was impressive, to say the least, so Malachi gawked at it for a few moments. "You... did that by yourself? It's... Wow..."

Caralia put her hands on her hips. "It's pretty amazing, isn't it!"She declared, "I don't know what I did to deserve being so talented!" She giggled, holding her own face in amazement. Then she poked his arm again, accusingly this time, "I've been working on it all week you know! How have you not seen it yet?"

"I'm so sorry. I wish I had seen it sooner..."Malachi told her and moved closer to keep examining it. He genuinely seemed engrossed in looking it over.

“I’m so happy you like it.”Caralia smiled, “I just want to add more to it. I know it’s nothing like seeing the real night sky but I want it to feel that way. Some people think it’s a bit of a downer and want me to scrap it and paint a sunny day instead but… There’s something so attractive about the night to me. It raises more questions than the day don’t you think? All those stars… How far are they away are they? Are there more?”

Malachi listened to her speak then cleared his throat after she was finished, glancing her way, “I can tell you how far away each one is, if you like that is, and there’s more than you can even imagine.”

"Oh really!?"Caralia exclaimed and moved over to his side to get in his space again. He leaned back in surprise as she got close to his face, "You swear you will? Swear on your life! I will not tolerate a single lie from you! "

His eyes widened and he took a step back, "Uhh.. Sure? I swear?"

She patted his head, "Good. Tomorrow, we'll open up your space book and you'll teach me." With a smile, she stepped back. "And you'll have to tell me about what you're building. Are you some kind of an inventor?"

"Okay... No problem."Malachi replied to her demand and then turned his head to her painting, "My mother is an inventor. She taught me everything I know. I'd like to be as good as her one day... She's really wonderful."

Caralia stared at her painting and nodded, but made no further comment.

He glanced at her, "You alright?" She hadn't seemed like someone who would stop talking to even breathe, so it was startling to hear her fall silent.

She shook her head and looked at him, smiling, "She sounds very nice, but I really should go home now but… You know where to find me.”

Caralia gave him a wink and watched his cheeks grow red again. She bit back a grin and turned on her heels to run to the doors. Once outside, she threw her arms up in the air, jumping up energetically as she whisper-yelled, “She wins again! ”

Malachi watched her depart and scratched his head. He moved back into the classroom, not expecting to see her again.

But he did, every day from then on. Every day she’d barge into the room and say all kinds of things that made Malachi wonder if she ever thought before speaking. She said whatever crossed her mind and did not seem to care who heard it. She was completely childish, jumping up on his desk at times and yelling things out, singing randomly. Everything she did was so contrasting to the other elves he had known.

She was ethereal in every way.

Once he had seen her once, he couldn't unsee her. Anytime she was in the hall, he'd spot her from the corner of his eye and glance over. She had more friends than people Malachi had ever spoken to in his life. She was loud and carried most conversations, each and every word she spoke traveling down the hallway to him.

Unfortunately, she didn't exactly ignore Malachi, waving and calling to him in front of everyone as they stared in confusion. “Kai! Smile for me!” She’d call to him unceremoniously and do that same giggle she always did.

He had always been a bit of a recluse, and he hadn’t minded it. Malachi just had so many things he wanted to do and so many things he wanted to learn. Besides, having his family had always seemed enough for him.

Yet it felt as if he'd been lonely the whole time without realizing it.

Avalia

Time: Afternoon
Location:Port 10
Interaction: @Alivefalling@FunnyGuy
Outfit:What she's wearing
Inventory:Bag for her belongings(It's along her belt behind her cape and not a backpack). Inside that bag: ama pouch, small water flask, plant seed pouch, small bag of berries, small flowery perfume, small knife, thin nightgown, and Risa has transferred some of her hygienic supplies into small, portable bottles: hair and teeth cleansers, hair softener and armpit fragrance.

Risa knew he was right that the subject was not the best in a public place, but at least he did not seem of ill intent. He told them they could count him as a supporter and even a friend. Then he stated what he stated. Maybe it was a combination of having an awful few days, or the stress of trying not to let her feelings get in her way, but it really ignited something in her. She barely heard what Kyran had said as she thought over his words, "...You support me yet you have so little faith in us so early on without ever knowing our plans." She said slowly as if tasting the words. She shook her head and furrowed her brows, her expression changing completely, as she leaned in and said lowly, for only him to hear, "Failure is not an option when people are suffering and dying under Aklenroth. Once we gather an army to back up and to protect our humans as they slay Aklenroth, we will have a great chance of success and I believe that with all of my being. I am not asking you to have blind faith, of course. However, if you are going to be my supporter, then you cannot go into this situation with no faith either. Running into a battle, expecting to lose, will ensure that you lose. "

Risa leaned back in her chair. Truth be told, she wished there was a peaceful way to handle all this, but she knew in her heart that was childish thinking, which was something she did often and was also something she needed to learn to let go of. Children had no place in a war and she had no place acting like one in her position. Dionaea, Cloud, and Jean-Luc had all died for this. Helio had been turned into a monster of a man. Who knows where her parents even were. Everyone and everything was on the line and that had been sinking in lately more than ever.

Still, perhaps she was being harsh preaching to Valaeon. They had only just met and she did not know him enough to know the intentions of his words. She met Valaeon's gaze once more, "You can feel however you like about all this, but I will not take support of those who do not have faith in this nor motivation to be involved. I want to minimize the amount of death as much as possible and I don't want to see you in danger if you are not willing to be there."

The waiter brought over the potato cakes and some extra vegetables for her soup. She picked up an avocado off the plate and handed it to him, "Don't worry. You have a friend in me no matter what you decide."

Avalia

Time:Afternoon
Location:Forest
Interaction:@Tae@Helo@HowlsOfWinter
Outfit:This outfit, but imagine the cape is down to her ankles and the skirt is shorter.
Inventory:Ama pouch, map, berries, 2 potato cakes, a knife, some rope, and a blanket.

Bowyn had shivered in her arms during their hug. He felt so cold. She frowned and let go. A fairy that could control ice, still shivered and chattered his teeth when he was freezing. She supposed it made sense that even he wouldn't be immune to it. She had figured out pretty quickly that using even her own magic expended her energy. It always made her feel like she needed a long nap. But poor Bowyn's ability seemed to have a much worse effect.

Her gaze fell down when he called her a human. They definitely realized and knew what she was. However, no one had moved to kidnap or hurt her. He even said that he wouldn't ditch her, so perhaps they did not have a negative view on humans. Her previous company had made it seem like no one would want to be associated with her. Bowyn and Kenia did not seem to feel that way about her as far as she could. Still, she couldn't ask them to sign up to be involved in the rebellion if that's not what they wanted. Even being seen with her could be dangerous.

As she was thinking things through, she had been paying half attention to Kenia fiddling around with a dragon scale. With closer inspection as she finished her work, she could tell Kenia had picked out the prettiest one she could find and then engraved it in order to make a little memorial for Boreas. It came out beautiful and the engravement was touching. If she were to be honest, she hadn't seen anyone do something as brave as Boreas did. She wasn't sure she could stare death in the face and fly right toward it. It was incredible and she was sure he had done it to help Bowyn. She knew animals could be loyal, but this was a new level.

She shut her eyes and prayed for Boreas, hoping there was a wonderful birdy heaven awaiting him with all his favorite treats. Kenia's pretty singing reached her ears as she was imagining Boreas hopping around with all kinds of birds in the clouds, the sun shining on them. She liked listening to her sing; it reminded her of the music she missed listening to so much on Earth. Clara liked to sing too, engaging in her school choir and singing in the shower on a daily basis, which she considered to be very valid experience.

Once the singing concluded, Bowyn suggested they harvest parts of the wyvern for amas and move on. Clara got back on her feet and undid the clasp of her cape. She unwrapped it from around her and outstretched her arm toward him, cape in hand, "Good idea, but please try to warm up before you do anything! You felt so cold." She gave him a smile and then addressed all of them with her next statement, "I'm sorry I had to lie to you guys. After everything we just went through, you guys deserve the truth at least. My real name is Clara and I'm a human, obviously. I'm eighteen and I honestly have never harvested organs from a dragon. Not really a common pastime on Earth...As you probably know, humans aren't really a crowd favorite in Avalia right now and I'm not the safest company to hang out with. I can tell you're good people and probably not aligned with the evil skeleton guy, but my goal is just to find the rebels who need me. If it's okay, we can travel together just to the port and then I swear I won't drag you guys into the crazy war stuff."

Avalia

Time:Afternoon
Location:River Kingdom Plaza
Interactions: @Tae @FunnyGuy @Dezuel @Potter
Outfit:: Armor he has on
Inventory:Sword

Helio squinted his eyes as he watched a carriage come toward them in the distance. "Look at that gaudy thing. Gotta be an elf." He commented and lounged back with a grin, looking up at Azriel. "All from every town shall come bearing gifts for the great fairy king. " After adjusting his crown, he watched as a man just as gaudy as his transportation came out of the carriage. "Oh what is that."His amusement was impossible to keep off his face as a mischievous look overtook his expression.

It introduced itself as Terneus Andros and he made a noise as he struggled to confine a burst of laughter from leaving his lips. If he had been drinking something, he might have spit out water everywhere. He knew that name. "Oh wow."He straightened up in his throne and leaned over, peering at him.

The asshole governor who spends outrageous amounts of time at every event, staring at himself in the mirror!

Helio could recall his mother telling him she heard a rumor that he'd even kiss the mirror. He was absolutely obsessed with himself and all of Avalia knew of how terrible a governor he was. He paid no mind to anyone in the Sun Elf Village, and spent all his time grooming himself and buying ridiculous, tacky elvenwear.

He started to laugh at both the governor's reaction to the fairy and the randomness of this event in general. He was unable to help himself. Oh he hates the dying fairies! And the smell!

His laughter slowly died down as he got control of himself and he got to his feet. "Lord Teeeeerneus Androooos!"He bellowed dramatically as he addressed him, grinning at him. "All the waaaay here in the River Kingdom. The finest! The handsomest! The most generous governor of all of Avalia! Oh you have no idea how welcome you are, good sir! If traveling arrangements is what you need, then traveling arrangements is what you'll get! The great king Helio would never offer you any less. " He jumped to his feet. "An amora can be arranged and at your disposal, however, I do encourage you to stay and relax a little with us. You look weary and like you could enjoy a good meal."

He anticipated that Azriel was going to be either angered with him or also take part in wanting to mess around with the governor. It was no secret she hated them. Helio couldn't say he was a big fan either, but this was all just a joke to him that he wanted to spend more time laughing at.