“Cults are for weak minded and brainwashed,” Aliya had went out the Alleyway on the same side. Not with intent to follow, there was more people on that side she would try hunting down some help. She felt like clarifying anyway, she didn't like leaving things on sour notes. “I chart my own course in life.” She started looking around the street as she talked. “Also I'm not trying to fight a war, I'm trying to stop one so no more Fae or even humans have to lose their lives. In any case I would only ask of those with the fire for it. If your heart isn't in it it's better to just stay home.” Aliya smiled and patted Kindle on the head as she walked past, “Thanks a ton for the heals! Maybe I'll see you around!” Aliya waved as she bounced off into the crowd.
Aliya wandered the streets of Gaylette for a while, she'd ask any Fae she happened across that wasn't Earth if they were willing to help. She'd ask any skilled looking human if they would lend aid. She'd even stand in the middle of town trying to rally aid to her cause. Unfortunately everyone would shrug and say, “It's not my problem...” Aliya knew deep down that this would be their problem eventually but even when she said so, no one would listen.
Aliya sighed, sitting on a bench in the middle of town taking a break from her recruitment attempts. She tried to think if she had any allies outside the war she could rely on. She never trusted anyone in Azurius’s army enough and they all had such a one track mind. Anyone she knew that could help was either impossible to find, dead or a Fomorian. This was her only option. “Maybe I'll have better luck in the capital?” Aliya mused aloud. “At the very least I could probably find help in Igneous’s forces. But they usually just have the thrill of battle on their mind.”
Aliya stood up and realized it was late so she decided she should head to the inn and start fresh tomorrow. She stepped through the door and caught the scent of something tasty. She didn't eat often since she didn't need to but the sweet scent that filled the room was so appealing to her. She wandered over to the bar and restaurant half. It was pretty busy at this hour so she bounced over to the bar after looking at the menu posted at the entrance. She almost flew over the bar when she stopped, she was going so fast. “Give me two of your Apple-Peach crisp please!” She ordered with the utmost cheer. “Oh and a glass of your cheapest white wine.”
“Make that your most expensive,” the human next to her smiled.
“Make it a bottle too,” His friend just on the other side of him also chimed in. “We'll pay for it.”
“Please don't,” she looked annoyed as she spoke to the bartender. She turned to the two humans and gave them an ice cold glare. “I don't need charity nor am I looking for any good time you might offer.” Aliya never was much into the concept of love or just a fling. She'd always turn ice cold and shut down any notions toward her no matter what it takes.
“Wow, ice cold,” The man on the far side laughed.
“Somehow that makes her even hotter,” the guy next to her said.
“I advise you two leave me alone before you realize just how ice cold I can be,” Aliya hissed as she walked to the other end of the bar. The two guys followed and stood on either side. She especially hated those that would try and make a game of it. “Last warning.”
“Come on now, don't be like that.” One of them said as they both reached for her. She grabbed them both by the collar and slammed their heads together. They took a bit to recover but now they were looking for a fight.
“Weapons of purity forged by ice cold passion…” Aliya started casting an arte that caused ice and snow to swirl around her hands. “Frozen Forge…” The ice condensed into two daggers, she held to their throats. “Leave now or I'll turn you idiots into ice sculptures.” They stumbled backwards and ran out. Aliya smirked and crushed the daggers into a glass and melted most of it. “Sorry to cause trouble.” She smiled at the bartender.
“It's fine,” he smiled at her giving her a glass of wine. He gave her something a little more high end but decided not to tell her or charge her more. “They have been annoying the hell out of me the last couple days.”
Aliya took a sip of the sweet wine and smiled. “Thank you!”
“So what brings you to Gaylette?” He asked. “Not running away from any problems are you?”
“No,” Aliya laughed. “More like trying to fix one. I'm starting to realize this was not the place to go.”
“You might try Lurline,” he suggested. “Although from what I hear the road is rough. The Earth Fae attacked Ervic just yesterday.”
“Traveling isn't a problem for me,” Aliya waved her hand. “Even so…” Hearing about the disaster caused by the attacks and having seen some aftermath time to time Aliya always tried to help when she could. “I might have to make a detour…” A waiter brought her the Apple-Peach Crisp and she lit up like a child. “But I'll worry about that tomorrow!”
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