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@Silver Carrot(RBC),
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Relief washed over Magnus in a wave as he struggled to stand as the wagon bolted from the bog and onto the grass again, nearly getting his horns caught in the bars after their narrow escape. Hearing the mysterious martial artist woman pay respects to the armored knight who'd saved all of them, Magnus hurriedly did the same, Bowing his head respectfully from a safe, non-goring-with-his-horns distance.
"T-Thank you so much! I-I err...just...Really, thank you! I'd have definitely died back there i-if you hadn't shown up..." the minotaur said, rubbing the side of his neck where the Varjan Champion had his blade. He hadn't been cut deeply, but...the feeling of a fatal blow still lingered. It was probably only due to adrenaline that Magnus was even standing up. Once they'd get out, he'd collapse onto his behind, muscles shivering.
For now however, he was able to remain standing, a nervous smile plastered on his face as he thought of all the countless ways they could have been totally screwed back there. If they hadn't had help...both him and Rebecca, AND Emilio would be burning back on that pyre. Before he could start blaming himself, Emilio spoke of the triumphant victory, and of the poem he'd write. While Emilio hadn't really fought too much, he definitely did save the day by bringing in the wagon. Either way, Magnus didn't mind much. He didn't contribute enough, in his own eyes, to warrant being angry about glory. A tinge of red covered Magnus' cheeks as a mention of reward came up, just feeling glad to help. Then, he remembered he was a mercenary, and cleared his throat. Before he could talk seriously though, Emilio questioned if the, admittedly, beautiful adventurers with him were his concubines of sorts.
Being jabbed in the ribs and hearing Yang's comment made Magnus' face glow bright red, his bovine ears flicking up and down repeatedly, and his small cow's tail swished about in confusion. Cupping his cheeks with his hands, Magnus tried to hide his embarrassment, especially since no doubt this was a humiliating question on Rebecca's part, being a priestess and all.
"T-T-They're err...well, Rebecca is a friend, and um...I...haven't met these two. I-I didn't really read the job all the way through, but...I read you were in trouble, so I had to come." he explained, before thinking about Arletta.
"Arletta was busy with something else at the Guild. I came with Rebecca, and then Yang and ...um..." turning once more to Shatter and Feast, Magnus paled a bit as he realized just how...intimidating the person before them was. So much so that he completely froze, his pink cheeks turning to a pale white as he stood stark still, feeling complete and utter intimidation. Even so, Feast could likely tell at a glance that Magnus had an abnormally high concentration of Demonic Energy about him.
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Nephele calmed down some upon seeing the insect fall to the ground, the dragoness swiftly crawling down from the wall she had been clinging onto. Nervously eyeing the indents her claws had made in the walls, she wondered just how much that would take to fix. It wasn't until Neil opened the door that she realized she had filled most the room with her fog, and then she noticed that his eyes had fallen on them, nude, and wet from the bath. Thankfully the fumes obscured the more naughty bits, but the principle still mattered. She had half a mind to teach Neil some manners on knocking before entering, but Maria suggested they start trying to cure him immediately and...just flew. Like, floated right on out there. Nude. Bare naked to the world.
Pulling her own face into the palm of her hand, Nephele took in a deep sigh before she let out a tumultuous exhale, one that would start to fill the ENTIRE guild building with her fog, with the purpose of hiding Maria's dignity. Just as she was about to move to leave, Nephele's leg brushed the bucket the cockroach had been lying inside, causing her to jump and grab onto the door's top. Glowering at it, she was incredibly hesitant to keep it alive and in the guild, but...Maria would be saddened at this...thing being thrown out. Expressing nothing but disgust hidden in the fog, she carried the bucket gently with two hands, not once peering inside of it.
Passing Bart on her way out, she tugged his sleeve to explain briefly:
"Neil has horrible manners." before marching on, not saying anything else. Once they reached Maria's room, she would dispel the fog with a thought, having had the foresight to grab two towels for the both of them with her tail.
"Maria...you realize you're stark naked, yes?" she said, gingerly patting her friend on the shoulder. She placed the bucket with the roach inside on Maria's nightstand, shuddering as she realized she was helping keep vermin alive. Reaching over, she gently turned Neil's face away from Maria's rather generous bust, before sighing softly.
"Neil...I'll assume you were raised in a barn. When a lady is bathing, knock. When anyone is in the bathroom, knock. I was raised without a bathroom, and even I know this." she explained, making dead sure that Neil could see her eyes glow the tiniest bit red, her wet hair clinging to her scalp.
"Curing him isn't necessary, Maria. My poison is only effective for twenty minutes at the longest. Perhaps instead, this would be a good time for him to ruminate." Reaching over, Neil may have thought that she was about to crush his head in her palm, but instead she simply gently ruffled his hair.
"...I do, however, think that you were right in trying to help where you thought it was needed. Even if you suffered for it. You may appear weak, but your heart is strong, and your health shows that you've had a caring upbringing."Covering herself with the towel wrapped around her torso, the dragoness took a seat on Maria's bed and laid Neil's head on her outstretched tail, the cool appendage's black scales feeling surprisingly soft against his hair, seeming to have not gotten so wet. Perhaps their natural design made water glide off?
"Rest will do him well enough, Maria. I-In the meantime...please, find something to put your new..."friend" in." Nephele said, pointing at the barrel, shivering slightly. People? 20 minutes. Cockroaches? Demon Lord knows how long her poison would work.
"Bart would understandably be furious if it got loose." 
Not a Sayan
Lunamaria Hawke
Neziul
