Alaira Taenn
Alaira rolled her eyes at Athalus as she let the man speak, tapping her fingers on her arm.
"Wake up. This freedom of yours is a fever dream. Your stubbornness'll get all your people killed when one of those big bad countries comes to take that land anyhow. One of those two will own Tidehome by the end, and if not that's because they made it a crater. And if you ally with us, that puts us on the top of their collective shitlists too. So, kindly fuck off back to your swamp and... I don't know. Roll around in the mud. Whatever it is you do." She said, waving dismissively as she dragged Athalus behind her, disappearing into the crowd... Well, not really. She was tall enough to stand out anyhow, but retribution for her comments would be difficult with all those bodies in the way... Though she didn't think he'd do anything anyway. and if he did, well that was great too. Nobody could complain about her punching him if he struck first.
She sighed, her expression going dark when she heard him speak of Mar... Lately, she didn't know how to feel about her... She'd seen what she'd done to Athalus. And he just... took it. That one eyed guard liked to mope about what happened to his hand, but it wasn't like he lopped it off himself... Mar had nearly killed Athalus on multiple occasions, and it only seemed to be getting worse... If she loved him, why did she hurt him? You don't hurt the people you love... She shook her head, resting her hand on his shoulder.
"I'll go with ya... Make sure nothing crazy happens..." She said seriously, unhanding him as she gestured to him to lead the way.
Grey Onyx
Grey thought back to the axe.
Only weapon? That's funny. Last I checked you couldn't do a lap around this place without tripping over a random weapon... I can get an axe that's just as sharp that doesn't sass me any time I want... Hell, Tyrael'd probably trade me a damn good one for you. So if you want me to keep you, and I assume you do since you haven't flown to someone else's hip, I suggest you better be giving me some good reasons that aren't threats. And without someone to swing you around you're useless... Why bother with me if you could just swing around and kill stuff on your own all the time? I'm not stupid.Grey stroked his chin, listening to Lucilia speak. He rolled his eyes at the mention of vampires, but let the subject lie. He had learned to at least keep that to himself more often than not. he quirked a brow when she leaned in to speak more privately, his eye widening in alarm at the seriousness of the Archmage's presence... He had to watch Lucilia, sure, but what if the Archmage died because he refused to fetch the medicine? His fragile conscience was strained enough as it is! He nodded urgently, standing at attention and giving a quick salute as he took the key.
"Yes Ma'am. It will be done." He said seriously, turning and heading for her office...