When it became obvious that the others had found her out, Marianne stepped out of the cover of the tree and waved happily to the group that had gathered. She did not make a move to join them, instead keeping her distance as Jerod brought up a wonderful little point. Why wasn’t she clung to her fearless leader’s arm? Unless she intended to bring it with her. Only the arm of course.

[color=bc8dbf]“Hello Mister Jerod. Hello Mister Marius. Hello Mister Khan. I just wanted to see if you were making a new [b]F.R.I.E.N.D.[/b] Mister Jerod. You spoke so much about Regna Ferox that I thought you had some [b]F.R.I.E.N.D.S.[/b] here. Well bye now! I have to tend to fearless leader.”[/color]

The Dark Mage gave them all a crooked grin coupled with a wave that was intended to be warm. Soon after, she turned on her heels and merrily skipped over to where she knew Jacob was staying. She always knew where Jacob was. He was her dearly beloved after all. She was expecting him to be in his private study, strategizing as usual.

What she didn’t expect was the young woman standing in the entrance, apparently inquiring her Jacob about a board game match. The eye-patched girl twitched a little before waltzing up and tugging on Abra’s arm playfully, though she made sure to dig her nails through a little.

Even so, the warm smile on her face never wavered in light of her actions.

[color=bc8dbf]“Good evening Miss Abra. Was there something you wanted with fearless leader? He’s very [b]B.U.S.Y.[/b] at this time of day.”[/color]

Back where the party was at, Solanne was having a merry time, suffice to say. In fact, she was just in the middle of winning her fifth arm wrestling match in a row before Niya appeared out of nowhere to drag her away from the victory streak.

[color=f26522]“H-Hey, I was gonna win that!”[/color] she protested as the Feroxian soldiers looked on in confusion. How could the Crimson Hound that was kicking all their asses be dragged off so easily by one healer?

[color=f26522]“Geez, and I had that one too,”[/color] Solanne muttered before listening to her partner’s complaints. [color=f26522]“Well in a way, yeah?”[/color] she answered with a cross of her arms, misunderstanding her partner's concern. [color=f26522]“I mean, it’s Regna Ferox, ya know? These guys are sorta the cliché barbarians with no work and all play.”[/color]

Then a grin sported her face.

[color=f26522]"I mean in a way, you could say I’m no different than them right? Cept I’m way better looking, right Bone Mender?”[/color]