"If you do not support Cain," William patted Waif's head. "Then why do you obey him?" A slight spark of spirit filled his eyes, and the guild leader stepped in front of the child. "You say you do not support him, yet you are here." He looked Veata over with a sudden change of expression. "Will you kill me? Even if I offer to help you?"


Ivy scoffed, and stepped over to pat Selene's hand roughly. "She'll be fine," the woman said, "We'll get along wonderfully, her and I." Selene's green eyes widened at Ivy's words, but nodded quickly. At least they'd try.
"Nalfien?" She spun to face Areyse, a strange look on her face. "Yes, we worked together many times." Ivy's sharp-featured face crumpled into a frown. "He was the weapon's master for the old guild leader - Shenrah. That elf was a pain in the a-" she caught herself and clamped her mouth closed moodily. "A pain in the neck."
Reaching over, she pulled a book from one of the thick shelves. Flipping through the pages, she lay the tome down so the pages could be seen. The map shown was of the city and the surrounding forests.
"The last I heard, Nalfien was headed here." Ivy pointed to a small forested area just east of the stone walls. "He lives in a small hut or something, the modest fool. I'd suggest you start your search there. If you don't find that pointy-eared dolt, then I'm sure you can find him playing that blasted flute of his near some water. He loves to do that sort of thing, the tree hugger." At this point, Ivy was practically storming about the room, pacing furiously before the window. It was clear that Nalfien and the high-tempered woman didn't get along the best.
"But if you wanted a loyal companion," Ivy interrupted her own rant, "that stuck-up idiot is the one to seek."



While Ivy grumbled about the "picky, strict, and unfair" elf, Selene sighed and stood. Moving to stand beside Areyse, the woman leaned into him.
"Be quick," she moaned, trying to ignore Ivy's complaints - which were growing louder by the word.




Atticus sighed, and went to Darius' door, knocking softly. I wonder if he's in. . . .


((I'm going to have Atticus come back to you, alright Dae? :XD I just have too many characters to follow at the moment. *chuckle*))