Draven

Draven nodded as he looked to his mother, "Yes mother, i know were neutral, thats why i live here in the forest, so i can remain just that" he then looked back to the festival "But, what should i do mother, i help when i can and kill when i have no choice." he sat on the branch and looked at his Raven, "Neth brid vaul dra" the raven cawed and flew off and perched somewhere in the festival getting a closer look at things for its owner 

Darko

Darko stood straight as he felt a familiar presence, even though he was disguised as a grave digger, he could still feel the presence of other divine figures and this one he knew very well 'Well dear Lucretia,' he thought to himself 'you are still around after all' he smiled and walked over to the edge of the festival and looked to the forest, he smiled as he saw two figures conversing, one he didnt know, but the other, he knew all to well, and he couldnt help but grin, then he felt another presence, he vanished in the wind and walked out in his actual form from the shadows, 'Could it be' he looked at Eida then when she looked in his direction he knew, 'it is, Eida, my daughter' he couldnt help but smile under the darkness of his cowl, he saw Thessia, the ax he left her, but he has yet to unlock its true power, but still 'She is ready, tonight as she sleeps, i will send out my Night Mares, and send her visions, hopefully, she will take on the quest'