Carina

Elias looked over at Jerica suspiciously, but then decided to drop the subject. He wasn't sure why she was so adamant against the idea of a fake name. It was ...

Elias pursed his lips in thought. "We'd have to have similar names so we don't confuse ourselves," he thought out loud. He wasn't sure he'd remember if his fake name ...

Elias hummed over this thought. Swaltou was full of outlaws, and maybe hearing that Jerica, who had leadership involvement in the military, was around the town full of bandits, would ...

Elias caught the break and started chomping on it. He tried to savor the taste, but not to slowly that Jerica would find it odd. Not that she would find ...

Elias kept watch while Jerica slept, and he was glad the night went along uneventfully. She was training him to use the sword, but honestly, he was still abysmal at ...

Elias wanted to roll his eyes, but he stopped himself. "You admitted yourself that everyone thinks you're a monster teenager," he said, continuing the playful jabs. "Might as well own ...

Elias's grin faded into a natural smile, and he wondered if his joke came across as too brash. He was used to self-deprecating jokes, but with Jerica knowing what he ...

"Hmmm," Elias hummed, plopping himself on the bed roll despite being a little sweaty. "Don't worry. The bruises you gave me will heal tomorrow." He grinned at her. Something told ...

Elias smiled. It was nice to hear Jerica laugh, even though she probably gave him a few small bruises today. He caught the canteen and guzzled half of it down, ...

"Yeah," Elias said as he relaxed his stance and patted down a spot where she whacked him with the wooden sword. "Are you going on easy on me? Because if ...

Elias sighed. "Okay," he said. "I'll try to learn, then. And... hit you." What a strange way of being nice. "What would you like me to do now?" he said ...

Elias grimaced, listening to Jerica drone on. He didn't like to fight, and he had no desire to use the sword. But one, he was a a smidge too proud ...

Elias quickly finished the corn and then tossed it away from their camp. He dusted himself off and then slowly got up, grabbing the sword. "So, another sword lesson, huh?" ...

Mel was bouncing foot-to-foot, frantically looking around while rubbing her crossed arms up and down. She was about to fiercely knock once more, but then the door opened. Her hand ...

Elias took more bites of the corn, slowly chewing to let her words sink in. "Sounds like a fun place," he deadpanned after swallowing.