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A smile spreads across Carys' face and she shrugs,"Honestly I was only asking a question. No need to be so sensitive. When did curiosity become a crime?" Her smile fades, however, upon hearing Kabur's words. Her brow furrows and she seems to be frowning as she moves toward her gear. Items are rechecked and she starts to test the edges of her weapons as though she were preparing for a fight.
Please no sewers, please no sewers.. Prevera nods, "I agree with Yuki. Besides.. once we get inside, maybe they won't follow because they are scared."
Prevara frowns a bit, "That sounds wasteful. Maybe we should just observe the area first? See what the guards are like... if there is a convenient way to get over the wall?" She shrugs.
"Well.. you can be pretty scary sometimes Nesswen and I doubt they know I am a girl," Prevara says as she tugs at the hood of her cloak. "But maybe you are right. Still.. we should avoid the guards right?"
"Perfect!" She grabs a bit of the bread. "Tank oo," Prevara says around a bite of bread. Swallowing she asks, "Do you think the guards will recognize us? Because of everything we have done?"
Does this mean no more CoT?
Humming quietly as they move along, Prevara's stomach starts to growl, she stops abruptly, "Anyone bring any snacks?"
Sooo... *poke poke*
Prevara nods and runs off to find Yuki. Yay! Plan!
Prevara watches Nesswen leave and then looks at Zanian, "You know.. for someone who is supposed to be a part of the team you certainly do not make it easy." She shakes her head sadly, "You are almost as bad as the humans who despise us."
Prevara gives Nesswen a questioning look. "Not if they are in it silly," she smiles brightly. "Fire will kill most anything.. I think. Well.. except for creatures who are born from fire, but Shadow Beasts do not really sound like Fire beasts. At least I hope they are not. You know, I had a cousin who liked fire. Father said he was wrong in the head. Tried to light me on fire a few times. Burning hair does not smell good."
Prevara raises her hand, "I vote for the Dospera. Maybe we can sneak in during the day, scout the area and then hide out until night." She shivers, "Besides.. more sewers? Really? Maybe above ground we'll have more of a fighting chance. Less likely to run into dead ends.. trash.. our deaths." A slight pause, "Oooh.. we should set up a trap.. with fire. You know.. just in case."
"House Rosala?" Prevara whispers to herself after the fight seems to blow over. She looks between Nesswen, then Savidus, then back at Nesswen. "I am not very good at asking questions. Hence the bait tactic, but I will try to help you as I can." She gives a big, toothy grin, "I could rough Zanian up a bit if you want. Sounded to me like he was saying those things on purpose." A shrug and sigh see the Tiefling wandering around the kitchen looking for whatever food is leftover from breakfast. "You know Savidus.. you should probably talk more often. You have a very melodic voice."
Prevara blinks at Nesswen, blue eyes wide. "Or we could do that. You are so smart Nesswen. I am glad you are here." Blink, blink, blink. Her features and tone are almost child-like with no hint of mocking or malice.
"Agreed. Ooooh... I'll be the bait. I'll just stand around in the dark looking helpless and then.. when they come the rest of you can just pounce on them." Prevara smiles broadly and then starts eating the rest of her breakfast.
"Sounds easy enough," Prevara says with a smile. "Shadows and darkness do not bother me. Unless it smells... I hope we do not have to venture into the sewers again." She frowns, rubbing at one of her horns. "If there is time afterward maybe we can look into the Bastards of Erebus? I do not think there is any reward, but they are definitely not a nice group of Tieflings. As though we need any help being hated more. I suppose there are just bad apples in any group." Her head shakes sadly and she starts to put a plate together for breakfast. "Da shado beats arn reaby mabe ob shado.. are dey?" She asks around a bite of toast.
Prevara rises early, trying to help with any chores that might need doing around the abandoned shrine. Of course she ensures her presence at breakfast, chatting and trying to learn more about the people around her. Afterward she takes to the city. Cloak and goggles are at the ready, but this day she does not wear them. Her thoughts are on seeking out the poorer Tieflings of the city. She just tries to talk with them, helping if they accept, moving on if they are resistant. To those who are open she discusses their lives, their dreams, the possibility of making them come true. She attempts to return before curfew each night not wanting to draw any unwanted attention.
Prevara sighs, "Hopefully we can accomplish a meal before they have us do anything else." Her stomach is growling now and she digs a toe into the ground before heading in the direction of the old chapel.
With everything seemingly in hand, Prevara just pulls the hood of her cloak lower. No need to draw any unwanted attention just yet. For good measure she also ensures her goggles are in place.
"Are you sure we cannot keep them for a little bit longer?" Prevara asks with a pout. She kicks the ground a little. Oh well. She heads toward the door, but turns to wave at Arael before leaving. "Goodnight." With that she heads over to the stables so she can return her horse.
Prevara climbs into the saddle of her horse and starts to look around nervously. She starts to fidget with her gear, making sure it is all adjusted properly before they head out.
"It was the right thing to do," Prevara says as she follows along to the horses. "Although... if people had just done that from the beginning we would not be in this situation to begin with. But do not worry we are friends."
"I think that should be it," Prevara says. "Let us leave before more of them arrive."
Prevara grabs the keys and rushes to where Nesswen and Savidus stand. "Here.. I found them.." She thrusts the keys out.
"Okay.. just checking," Prevara says as she continues to look for the key.
Prevara makes a face as though touching the Hellknight was the worst thing to ever happen to her. "Are there any hidden places I should be looking for?" She asks of Savidus as her search continues, the occasional "clumsy" elbow hitting the Hellknight in the chin a couple times. "Do you think we should tie them up?"
Prevara dashes around the wagon towards Yuki, weapon at the ready. When in range she lashes out. To Hit:
She tugs at the chain, attempting to free it from the reins and bring it back for another attack. To Hit:
With the Armigers seemingly in hand, Prevara turns her sights on the arrogant, laughing fool. She moves up to the carriage and attempts to trip him with her weapon. Trip Attempt (CMB):
Noticing that the carriage does not appear to be moving toward them anymore, Prevara leaps out from her hiding spot. Chain in hand she attempts to sprint across the bridge toward the carriage.
With weapon at the ready, Prevara leans against the bridge as she waits. What was the plan again?
Prevara gathers up the rest of her things, toast in mouth. Once her cloak is firmly in place and goggles adjusted she follows everyone out.
I'm good to go.. just waiting on you ;) ... Or are you waiting on us?
just fyi.. Prevara will be chilling until we leave. nom nom nom!
"I did not mean permanently, just to block it.." Prevara shoots back defensively. Pouting, she stands up and starts to wander in the direction of the kitchen. "I will be in the kitchen since there are so many great strategists already mulling the situation over. Please let me know when a decision has been made. I will do my part as needed." The Tiefling adds over her shoulder, "I eat when I can. The belly rules the mind."
"Ohhh.. It would be so convenient if they just thought Savidus was one of them," Prevara muses. "Or we could just take out the bridge, light some trees on fire... Is there any food left? All this thinking is making me hungry."
Prevara eyes Zanian, then Savidus, and then Zanian again. Her brows furrow as though she were unsure as to how that makes anything balanced. "Which group is doing what again? Oh.. and .. and.. are there any trees along the route? We could always jump down on the carriage from atop.. then even if they turn we have a man on the inside. Well.. topside I guess in this case. Is topside a word? Is it even applicable? Upside.. downside.. how many sides are there really..." The woman drifts off in her own thoughts again, mumbling about side-sides or something.
"Sheep! Lots of sheep! I once saw a herd of sheep stop a caravan for a week straight. They are stubborn little guys and noisy," Prevara blurts out as though she just joined the conversation. "Oh.. and what is a shank?"
Prevara gets in line to follow Janiven, almost bouncing up and down with anticipation.
O.O "..hot baby-makin' love." I'm thinking Zanian.. ain't no babies here. ;P
Oh yay! Action. Prevera pops up and follows everyone else into the Sanctuary.
I didn't think it was that bad of a line.. a little romancin' would add to the campaign. ;) Everyone loves drama. ><I get an error trying to see the picture.
Prevara giggles to herself a little, feet fidgeting. "Speaking of Arael..." Fingers pluck at the chain around her waist, ".. Should we not do something about him? He really should be here if we are going to vote on a name." With that being said she eats some more toast and starts to look around.
Prevara exhales and waits, head cocked, to see if the hiccups have gone. When she is satisfied, "Some would say foolish. The odds are against us... Imagine fighting legions of men like Savidus... or worse. At least we are smarter... And better looking." With time to finally eat she nibbles on some toast.
She shakes her head vigorously. "Oh.. nothing.. *hic* I.. just *hic*" Prevara takes Zanians help, unable to continue due to now having hiccups. A slightly frustrated look shadows her features and the woman takes in a large breath, holding it as she sits back down. With cheeks puffed she winks at Nesswen.
Prevara bursts into a fit of giggles. She points at Savidus, unable to say anything at the moment. Unable to control herself she falls out of her chair. "Savidus is already eating," she says, gulping for air. As she gets back up she waves to Zanian.
O.o I was wondering. Good to know.
Sometimes you can be so critical. >.<
"I... " Prevara stops as Amaya speaks and then shakes her head. She takes Amaya's hand, "I slept very well, thank you. Although I did have this odd dream about zombie goblins dancing through the street with hats on. I wonder what it means." As she starts to pull a chair out to sit she turns to look at the man who enters. "Savi? IS that really you?!" Prevara runs to give the large man a hug, blue eyes focused intently.
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