⌘ A Touch of Desperation ⌘
50th of Searing, Year 120, A.o.S
Looking over to the two civilians, her heart was aflutter as they were indeed safe, save for some scrapes and bruises themselves. She had to admire their bravery too, not many would have done what they did in this kind of scenario, but they did well, and she was happy to have been able to ensure they lived to see another dawn, as it was fastly approaching as the colors of the sky hinting the change.
"I knew when you never showed at our usual meet up spot something had to be wrong, happen to find some city guards along the way and asked they join me in the apprehension of whatever or whoever was stalling you Rhea." she noted, taking a pale of water and rag that was given to her by one of the city guards, using it to wipe the blood from her face and arms.
To be rather honest she never noticed she was bleeding up till now. With a smile, she leaned onto Analine, content that she saved some lives tonight. The shop owner as well as the young woman from earlier both came to thank her for her efforts. When she was called a savior her face was flush with surprise.
"I'm no savior, I was just in the right place at the right time is all. I don't think a report is needed, it was pretty straight forward what happened, though I suppose they will have questions for you later." she noted, only to flail her hands no when he offered her a piece of art within his shop. "Honestly I couldnt possibly do that. You being able to live another day to paint is reward enough for me. I appreciate the gesture but I will have to politely decline. I'm just glad I could help." She said looking at them both. One of the guards came over letting them know everything was being taken care of and they could return home, to which Rhea nodded and waved goodbye to them both. ⌘
"Common Tongue"
"Kokalath Tongue"
"Analine Dialogue"
"Hellig Dialogue"