Eilidh, through the combined irritation at Bast's reply, and the bringing up of Varjo and the Order, had turned completely serious. While she did not have particularly strong feelings about the Order, her run-in with Varjan forces yesterday had shown her they were dishonorable bullies, and if this mission hurt that nation in any way, she was more than happy to help. However, on the mention of monsters, of which Centaurs had no issue with that label yet other races did, she was confused about it's use, withholding her indignation until she confirmed that it was actually an insult.
"Can you specify what exactly you mean by monsters?" Eilidh asked with pursed lips, before blushing a little again and looking sidelong at Bast.
"And Bast and I are friends," she answered weakly, in a way that not so much caused suspicion as confirmed that there was a spark of...non-hostile tension between them.
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Rebecca felt very awkward, standing with her hand on the head of a kneeling, sniffling, 9"7 musclebound Minotaur. This was not a scene she'd ever imagined she'd be in. She was relieved when he eventually stood up, towering over here and restoring some sense of equilibrium. His promise to restore the tunic himself indicated that it was a treasured possession to him, and for this, Rebecca was grateful. She curtseyed in reply to his bow, before returning her attention to Neil, and nodding and smiling as she accepted his request to help set the table. It begged the question of whether her domestic tendencies were an actual interest and hobby of hers or a symptom of being raised a woman in an Order nation. The truth was likely a little bit of both. Even so, where was a steely look in her eyes as she answered Neil, hinting that she had dropped her pursuit of his secrets in the name of good manners and nothing else.
It was then a cyclops entered, and had to be reassured by Neil not to be afraid of Rebecca. That admittedly stung, and it showed. Still, she had given up all that she deemed evil and kept all that she had deemed good, and her dress, Church, manners, beliefs and ideals were among the things she would not give up for anybody. Before she approached the cyclops herself, Neil and Magnus both inquired into the details of her mission.
"I delivered the note to the correct recipient, even though I couldn't fully read it. It was to the Sonarran resistance,
of which I extracted a future returning of the favour as reward. If we ever need to venture in that area in a future mission, they will assist us. Especially if it hurts Varjo. I cannot understand why the Pravarian Order maintains good relations with that barbaric nation."She calmed herself down, having been getting slightly worked up over the topic of Varjo. It was then she turned her attention to the Cyclops. Approaching her, Rebecca smiled and curtseyed.
"You have nothing to fear from me. I am considered a traitor by the Order and have allied my Church with this Guild in it's stead. My Goddess and I are friends to Demi-Humans, and to women. My name is Rebecca St. Croix. May I ask yours?"@PaulHaynek@The Irish Tree
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