[IC] Fire Emblem: Light's End

[Eisenhorn]

Jerod shrugged and nodded to Solanne as she shot him the look of sympathy. He was more used to the healer not being happy with him around than one would like to admit, and all because of a bad parting of ways when Jerod decided to move on from the Feroxian people. He was only ever a hired hand for them anyways. Despite the work he had done within the command structure of the entire Kingdom, he never intended to remain there as a champion forever. Niya didn't take kindly to that, him just up and leaving, at least the Khans had understood a fair bit more.

But he had no intention of keeping Solanne up with stories and regaling tales of his past issues with the healer, she could more than willingly ask either of them with little trouble should she display any interest in the topic. It would probably come up sooner or later, since he had no doubt Niya would end up hunting him down to argue again before long. Until then, though, he bid the red haired woman a good night's rest and found a tree to crash near, too tired to pitch a tent for now. And he could react faster without having to get out from under a tent.

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Niya ended up stalking in the right direction to see the newest mage, Abra, fighting to pitch her tent. The healer sighed, needing something to get her mind off the fact that she was going to have to deal with that sellsword once again. He abandoned his post within the Feroxian chain, and one with no small amount of power and prestige. She would never understand why, nor did she intend to try and understand. All she saw was he left and betrayed them as far as she was concerned, and it made her very, very displeased with the man. So to distract herself she approached the mage having trouble and quietly set her staff down to help get the tent pitched, making a small comment to the woman. "Pride to not ask for help, helps no one. And leaves you in the cold night."

[Dedonus]

Marius | Abra

“Hey, just because I’m a magic user does not mean that I am inept at any sort of physical labor. You should be able to understand that, considering how, well, unorthodox you are.” After a couple more seconds trying to assemble the tent, Abra placed her head in the palm of her hand and shook her head. She was a magic user. Why was she trying to set up the tent with her hands when she had tools that could do it for her?

Taking a step back, Abra pulled out one of her books and calmly turned the pages until she found the correct page with the particular spell that would be useful in this situation. Once she had found it, Abra just mumbled the magical words. Almost as soon as she had finished speaking these words, the pieces of the tent rose off the ground and into the air. After a few seconds of the pieces coming together, the tent was finally completed with little effort on Abra’s part.

“Okay, I’m heading to bed before anyone does anything stupid. So, night!” Abra disappeared into her tent as she left Marius and Niya outside in the chilly air of the winter night.

“Well.” Marius in his attempt to start some small talk, “whom do you think will get us killed first?”

“If you say me, I’m going to light your tent on fire!” Marius and Niya heard a voice coming from Abra’s tent. Marius just scratched his head at this remark. Was it too late for him to move the location of his sleeping quarters?