[center][img]https://i.imgur.com/mkFbcLS.png[/img][img]https://i.imgur.com/c5i0HyX.png[/img][/center][sub][color=silver]T I M E :[/color]   One Week After Human Arrival
[color=silver]L O C A T I O N :[/color] Seaside Park, Port10
[color=silver]I N T E R A C T I O N S :[/color] [@JJ Doe], [@Conscripts]
T A G S :    [@JJ Doe] ,   [@Conscripts][/sub]
[color=silver][sub]E Q U I P M E N T :[/sub][/color][hider=][sub]N/A[/sub][/hider]
 

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	[color=silver]Rowan nodded to Barrock. He was thankful the orc was consistent with his understanding. He felt he should not be surprised that the ogre had not simply left them yet, but it appeared, he still was. 

	 Rowan had lived a long time, longer than most creatures in Avalia. While something’s did change, he saw other patterns that remained constant. The orcs’ characters were part of the stable flow. However, as Aurora often reminded him, even when they were young, to never underestimate the goodness of any creature. 

	 Of course, he wanted to honor what Aurora had told him, but he was a soldier. There were things — ruthless, horrid things — he had seen. When murder meant victory, as is true for any creature, wise or unwise, it is with great difficulty to have such a pure and clean perspective about the world. For this reason, he felt even more hindered by his protective nature for his dear sister. She would never truly know what Barrock and he had seen. In some ways, it was a blessing, but in others, it was a curse.

	 His frown settled deeply on his mouth. He kept his hand on his sister’s back. Gingerly, his fingers appreciated themselves against her arch. [color=93d8f1] “Hmm. I see,”[/color] a sigh emitted from him. He was trying to hide his despondency, and it came with a heavy breath of self-restrained wrath.

	 Elven eyes slanted towards Vasco. The human body made a small stir. [color=93d8f1] “We have already lost one. Losing another would be inevitably even more of a setback.”[/color] He closed his eyes. His hand stopped rubbing Aurora’s back and touched his temple. [color=93d8f1]“Tempting fate is never a wise decision.” [/color] 

	[color=white] “Love…” [/color] Aurora said almost inaudibly. [color=white] “… is watching someone die.”[/color] These words had changed meaning to her, now. In some ways, they had grown richer, but in other ways, they had become more impossible to grasp. The dark mystery that taunted her endlessly, had grown into a greater abyss.

	 Rowan was about to reply to his sister, when Vasco interjected. [color=93d8f1] “We were wondering when you would awaken.”[/color] His silver eyes pierced at Vasco’s smugness. The Light Elf despised Vasco’s wanton nature. He believed that Zara would have respected their state of affairs. Humans were difficult creatures, and he could not help but despise them. [color=93d8f1] “So, tell us. Where were you last night?”[/color]  

	 Aurora bit her bottom lip and took a glimpse at Vasco. They had found him a dreadful state. Maybe this was too strenuous of a task for him. As tough as he wanted to present himself, he was just as fragile as Zara. [color=white] “We are so relieved you are well, Vasco.”[/color] She forced a smile through the tears. His light was different than Zara’s, but it was still just as bright. In the midst of the darkness, at least, there was one more star of hope. [color=white] “We were worried about you.”[/color]

	A small twitch flicked on Rowan’s eyebrow as his sister spoke. He could feel the same tension on his frown, lingering into a disdainful smile.  [/color]