Kira was seated at the head of the table, the seat nearest the door. She fixed her light blue eyes on them and greeted the two siblings with a warm, if sad, smile.
She says you have to hear this two,” Rapalin said, gesturing to Kira, ”Ask her.”
Aramber shifted his angry gaze to Kira
Deski had said that she had brought supposedly bad news from Steersville
Your hometown, Steersville, is under a horrible siege by a force calling themselves the ‘Army of Belizer’
...he saw a flicker of… anger? Uncertainty? Fear?, pass through his brother’s mirror-like eyes
follow a elf woman into a besieged city
He gave a defeated sigh as he knocked on his masters door.
Rapalin came face to face with his master, Jarok
As Rapalin left his master’s home, Jarok began rummaging around his home, looking for the supplies he would need on his journey…
When she had told her that her hometown, the place she called home, was under siege, she had panicked
The thought of never seeing her parents graves; of becoming so poor they would have to live on the streets; of freezing during the winter, made Deski lose control
He was well known in their small town, both for his strength, and his handsomeness
making suggestions where he deemed necessary
“If you must know, I was at Recruiting.
As Kira said earlier, we need all the help we can get.” Aramber remarked calmly
...he would probably be turned into a frog or something worse for the remainder of the day as punishment
...as he so much as came close to them, all conversation would crease
“I know you were doing magic right above my head?