[color=A0A0A0][h2]Fleuri Jodeau[/h2][/color]

It was somewhat of a relief to hear Arken suggest that it was possible, if negotiations didn't pan out, to muster the power to go against the Moonlit Queen, as was it to hear Tyaethe's suggestion that the goddesses could potentially get involved.  This remained a very daunting task, but Fleuri would trust in the knowledge of a court mage and senior paladin.

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As they advanced into the woods, Fleuri couldn't shake the feeling that something was amiss.  It was normal to be apprehensive about this mission, of course, but...there was something more to it than that.

These parts of the Brennan Forest had a dark reputation.  People going missing, rumors of fae and spirits, this was not a place that Fleuri would travel alone.  Before this mission, Fleuri might have at least entertained the notion that the talk of fae and spirits could be superstition, and the disappearances being the handiwork of beasts, but looking at the gnarled trees, almost seeing faces upon them...if he wasn't a believer before, he definitely was now.

If there was a very slight silver lining to this, it was quite clear that Fiadh was leading them in the right direction.  But if this was the way to the Moonlit Queen...just what sort of fae would they be dealing with, if this was what she surrounded herself with?

When Fanilly gave the order to form up, Fleuri was already so on edge that he drew his sword without missing a beat.  He couldn't see anything specific, but if Arken's words were any indication, there was definitely something out there.

This place felt even more oppressive than the Cazt mausoleum.  If Fleuri had known that it would be like this, he might have made a stop to borrow Armand's weapons again.

[color=A0A0A0][i]I wonder if he felt like this when he was setting out to face that undead knight...[/i][/color]