For the first few ticks, Sayana found herself instinctively settling in a poised position. Ready to make a mad dash the moment he messed up his words or the story. Yet despite her lack of faith in the Dhani’s abilities, for the most part he held his own. The stubborn and almost aggressive response didn’t help, but neither did he give them both away. More importantly, it gave Sayana time to think as she feigned an anxious, if not frightened young woman. The smith’s tall imposing figure, combined with the protective gesture, only helped to solidify the role along with the pounding heart in her chest.
“Please, you have to hurry! When I saw the smoke, all I could think of were my children.” The small Eypharian spoke with the tone and urgency of a frightened mother.
“What if someone gets hurt while we’re just standing here…? I have to get home and make sure that my children are safe! Please!” Her pleading was not loud, but there was a sense of panic that would surely unravel if any more time was wasted.
There was a moment where the two knights awkwardly stepped aside in embarrassment, and then they too sprung to the occasion with newfound haste. Sayana on her part, took the dhani’s hand in one of hers and swiftly led the way out into the streets.
The summer night’s air was cool and refreshing compared to the stifling feeling of indoors. Sayana no longer feared that the fire hadn’t burned long enough, and was rather glad that the knights would soon be there to make sure it didn’t get out of control. She was wary of the rather strong impression they had made on the two knights, but she hoped that the personal embarrassment would lead them to overlook certain pieces of evidence.
Back into the twisting corridors of the stronghold, the Eypharian continued along an increasingly more familiar route. When she at last reached the door to her apartment, she breathed a soft sigh of relief and reached for her keys to unlock the door. She gestured inside, not expecting the smith to stay for very long, but inviting him for a few chimes of calm and privacy should he wish to exchange any final words. Despite the relative success of the endeavor, Sayana was still glad to know she would be on a ship to Alvadas the following morning. Even with all they had done, it still felt a little unreal that they had planned, murdered, and escaped in this city of peace. Dead or undead, it had still been a murder. Calculated and in cold blood.
“And so it is as it was promised. Anything else before we part ways?”
OOCThis will most likely be my last post. It's been a pleasure writing this story with you.
“Please, you have to hurry! When I saw the smoke, all I could think of were my children.” The small Eypharian spoke with the tone and urgency of a frightened mother.
“What if someone gets hurt while we’re just standing here…? I have to get home and make sure that my children are safe! Please!” Her pleading was not loud, but there was a sense of panic that would surely unravel if any more time was wasted.
There was a moment where the two knights awkwardly stepped aside in embarrassment, and then they too sprung to the occasion with newfound haste. Sayana on her part, took the dhani’s hand in one of hers and swiftly led the way out into the streets.
The summer night’s air was cool and refreshing compared to the stifling feeling of indoors. Sayana no longer feared that the fire hadn’t burned long enough, and was rather glad that the knights would soon be there to make sure it didn’t get out of control. She was wary of the rather strong impression they had made on the two knights, but she hoped that the personal embarrassment would lead them to overlook certain pieces of evidence.
Back into the twisting corridors of the stronghold, the Eypharian continued along an increasingly more familiar route. When she at last reached the door to her apartment, she breathed a soft sigh of relief and reached for her keys to unlock the door. She gestured inside, not expecting the smith to stay for very long, but inviting him for a few chimes of calm and privacy should he wish to exchange any final words. Despite the relative success of the endeavor, Sayana was still glad to know she would be on a ship to Alvadas the following morning. Even with all they had done, it still felt a little unreal that they had planned, murdered, and escaped in this city of peace. Dead or undead, it had still been a murder. Calculated and in cold blood.
“And so it is as it was promised. Anything else before we part ways?”
OOCThis will most likely be my last post. It's been a pleasure writing this story with you.
