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[Infilia Snowsong]

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“No, but Priskil is on the Vantha’s side.”
Priskil.... on the Vantha side? Alex seemed to be quite sure of it, though she wasn't sure. If Priskil were on her side, then she'd reserve a sacred place for Vantha all over Mizahar. Though, Infilia hadn't seen any other God working alongside the Vantha, calling them to safety, and perhaps... just maybe every single God has turned on her and her people. She sympathized with the other races who might be seen as foes towards some cities. Now, Vantha are seen as the bad guys, no thanks to Queen Morwen. Now, Infilia wasn't sure if she can even trust her own Queen.

All the Vantha had wanted to do now, was cry her heart out, and just maybe sing about the dreadful season, and her Queen. Though, with the worry of death at her side, she has to be careful about that now to. She felt as if her dreams of becoming a notorious performer has been shattered. Every she ever wanted to do was ruined, and Infilia wanted to know if she would still be able to play, maybe here in Alvadas? Though, with Vantha hunters running around the city, it seemed highly unlikely.

Infilia could feel the gentle breathing of Alex's breath deep down her body. Almost giving her an awkward tinge, and she felt slightly unsettled. She hasn't normally been comfortable around men before, and just last season she was trying to push herself outside of he comfort zone. She simply loosened up her abode, and let the stronger being before her, pull her in, creating small ripples in the water, her bare body drifted into Alex's leg. He gave her a hug. Infilias eyes glittered, shifting from silvery platinum, to gold, and back to purple. She looked down, at the water, hoping that she wasn't spotted as a Vantha.

Infilia quickly pulled her body back, she still sat on Alex's leg, but she flushed and kissed the man gently, giving him a wet kiss on the cheek. "Thank you." After, she wiped her eyes, to what could have been she'd, a tear, or few. Thou, did not cry.

[Alexander Faircroft]

Description "Alex Common" Alex thoughts "Myrian" "Fratava" "Others"


He held her a little close now he realized that and didn’t really mind even with his eyes still scanning over those before him. However what he caught was clear. The shift of several swirls of colour through her eyes, but then he was so close he couldn’t really miss it and this bath was huge. However the quick recoil was understandable as she and him, were both in a rather compromised state of dress. Still though he felt she needed the hug. With a soft smile he caught the soft rose tint across her cheeks. And before he could react really or say anything she planted a gentle kiss upon his cheek.

About to say something he stopped as soon as the words entered his head. He saw her wiping her eyes. Without even realizing what his body was doing he reached his hand up and drew her head lightly to his chest stroking her hair gently and with a soft voice spoke, almost as if he was comforting a child. “It’s alright. It’s going to be alright.” He felt like something. He knew he should be protecting her for definite, but perhaps this was what it was like to truly give someone hope? To give them the feeling that things could and would be better? He spoke again softly his words not even carrying a few feet further than he intended them.

“I’m not going to say don’t cry. It’s better to let it out than keep it bottled up.” He gave her a soft look and with a light touch he expected nothing whatever happened was something out of his usual realm of responsibilities. However if she started to bawl her eyes out he had a logical explanation for it. And if she managed to hold it together he’d call this it. If she pushed him away he’d understand as well. Whatever may come he’d be what he said he’d be. There to help.

[Infilia Snowsong]

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His voice echoed through her. “It’s alright. It’s going to be alright.” It was quite soothing, and Infilia hadn't known what had gotten over her. The tears, she usually doesn't cry, but she knew that it was time to at least let it happen. It's not every day of her life when she's being hunted. It's not even her fault, it's not even any other Vantha's fault, all because Queen Morwen decides to take a break and depart from her duties, the world goes mad. The only ones to blame were the Vantha. Of course, why blame the people of music? Is it worth it... Infilia didn't know, and she didn't want to ever find out, that's for sure.

A sudden warmth filled Infilia in the inside, and she was happy for quite some time, her eye color changed from purple, curiosity, and alertness, to joy, and... hope? If Priskil were truly with them, where was she now? Infilia wondered, she wondered if she could visit Priskil in her dreams, or at least at a temple, she wondered a lot.

She wiped a few more tears from her eyes, and she looked at Alex with gleaming, twinkling pupils. The water, it was quite warm, and Infilia wondered once more, who was this Alex? Eventually, Alex pulled her in once more, Infilia allowed it, and simply relaxed, she leaned in closer to Alex, and he stroked her hair. She blushed some, and grew slightly embarrassed, but she decided that affection was normal. Especially, especially for women. Infilia learned one more thing, it was okay to cry. It was okay to be herself, it was okay to feel scared, and damned.

“I’m not going to say don’t cry. It’s better to let it out than keep it bottled up.” She nodded.
"Are we ready... to go?" Infilia asked Alex, hoping to leave. She felt more safe when they're back at Alex's house. Hoping that everything would be fine.Priskil, if you can hear me, heed to my calling.

[Alexander Faircroft]

Description "Alex Common" Alex thoughts "Myrian" "Fratava" "Others"


He held her there for a few moments. His words as much as he meant them weren’t enough, and so in this instance he realized that his actions could sway the balance. His fingers lightly ran through her hair acting more as a comforter than anything else. Even with the soft cherry across her features growing slightly darker and boarder spread he held that soft reassuring smile. As much as he could he’d not let this come to pass. He’d do his best to prevent people from feeling this scared and alone.

She asked if they could go. He nodded slowly letting his arm up from her gently.
“You head off first, I’ll be right behind.” He offered her a small gesture letting her know he’d be fine. Letting her leave first he felt that twinge of fear creep into the back of his mind. And rose from the water. Quickly wiping himself down with the towel and heading off. His shoulders now felt a little heavier. All of him felt heavier after the water obviously but this was a different kind of weight.

He now carried the hopes of someone else upon his shoulders. The weight of them added to the guilt and the sadness he already felt. And he found he could carry this burden. He’d have too. No-one else seemed willing to help their plight. With one last quick survey of the room he offered a small smile to the coppery skinned and red haired woman before marching off to get dressed once again. Black shirt, black pants and undergarments. His boots on he hung about outside the door, his clothes in his bag and he stood leaning against the wall his arms folded and the plethora of sigils hanging from his neck.
Priskil. I’ve never asked you for anything. Not for myself. But I beseech you, please. Please don’t let the children of Morwen lose hope. They have done no wrong and need not be punished for their goddess’ mistake. Please show them the light and let them know that there will be a better day on the horizon. As they say, the night is darkest, just before the dawn. I pray this is the darkest it’ll get for them. And as much as I know I don’t deserve your light. I’ll be theirs, I’ll be the one to show them a way out of the dark and back to the light…

After a few moments more Infilia emerged and Alex plopped a hand down on her head lightly before crouching down in front of her, and lifting her in a piggy back style. His bag hung off of one shoulder to the side of him so as to not get in the way. “I saw you were tired before we got here. I’ll carry you back so get some rest.” His words again possibly lost on her but it was enough hopefully to get the point across. And when she climbed up he’d fasten his arms beneath her rear and then start off back towards the cubacious inn.

[Infilia Snowsong]

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"First, change." Infilia nodded, and slid off of Alex's leg and retrieved her clothes, as well as her trench coat. The Vantha wrapped her towel around her waist before she went to retrieve her clothing. Iinfilia then headed into the walk room, hoping to not have anyone else follow her into the changing room. Quickly, she dressed herself, and managed to keep her hair untangled. She kept her hair wet, as she didn't want her hair to feel all static-like. The Vantha then quickly headed back out of the changing room, and met Alex. She yawned some, and wiped her eyes a bit, tired. She basically had a rough time ever since she entered Alvadas, but how long could she survive on her own, but, now, she has Alex.

“I saw you were tired before we got here. I’ll carry you back so get some rest.”

"Sure..." Infilia suggested, and clambered onto the back of Alex, his clothes felt a little baggy on her, but when she gets back to Alex's house they'll probably be cleaned. For sure. She wrapped her arms around Alex's neck, but she didn't grip tightly. Alex kept his hands locked with each one, under Infilia's rear. She felt a little awkward about it, but it was okay. She knew that she could trust Alex. Well, she still hoped, and if he's a follower of Priskil, then of course he could very well trust him.

Infilia rested her head against his chest. Feeling sleepy, and tired, she fought to keep awake. At least, until she reaches the bed in Alex's house.

[Alexander Faircroft]

Description "Alex Common" Alex thoughts "Myrian" "Fratava" "Others"


Rolling her lightly on his back and letting her get comfortable he rose and started to walk. A small smirk on his features. Each foot fall on the stone work for once fairly straightforward. He arms wrapped around his neck loosely for balance as she rested her head down. He could see cleanly that she was exhausted. Just shattered. So he tried to keep his pace steady and even rocking with rhythmic motions to help send her off to sleep. After all he could handle dealing with her. And despite the fact she was in rather baggy clothing it was still enough to cover and not cause suspicion.

The trip wasn’t too long despite Alvadas’ want to twist and turn like it was sending them on some kind of deranged amusement park attraction. Still though Alex walked into the inn and nodded at the owner before heading up the stairs slowly. Pushing the door in, he softly lowered her onto the bed. Taking her boots off for her and then pulling the blankets up to cover her he took a step back to sit in the chair opposite. With a soft push he closed the door and sank into a quiet thought.

How was this right? How was this anywhere near right? These people how was any of this their fault? Even now looking across the room All Alex could see was a young woman sleeping soundly possibly at peace for the first time in a long while. And hopefully finally feeling at least a little safe. After all with the insanity that was this season. And what was the point of having a god that put their subjects and worshipers through this kind of hell on a whim? As much as Alex knew why the other gods needed to maintain balance this was the extreme of absurdity. Why not appear themselves in Morwens throne room and hash the turn of events out there? But no in an almost childish manner they’d chosen to actively hunt down a people that had done nothing to warrant it.

His hand gripped the arm of the chair with rage. Where was the fairness in these actions, where was the justice?

[Infilia Snowsong]

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Even though, when she rested her head, Infilia continued to fight the sleep that was calling to her. She didn't want to sleep. Not in a million years, but Alex seemed to be rocketing her to sleep, almost like... a babe being rocked to sleep whilst in his mother's arms, swinging lightly. Though, Alex was just simply rocking her gently while he kept a stable hold under Infilia so that she won't fall off.

Eventually, she closed her eyes, and Infilia fell asleep under the gentle rocking.

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"You must not worry. Child." Infilia slowly awoke, though when she awoke, she only awoke to darkness. It was a voice that echoed through her unconscious.

"Worry, me. Not worry." She spoke in Vani. She swiveled her head, though all she could see was a vastly dark inky emptiness.

"Worry you must. Great dangers await you." The voice related, now it began to sound similar to an elderly woman, who seems to like to read a lot. There was a silvery grey white shadow, just a few yards away from Infilia, the Vantha wanted to move, but she felt as if she couldn't. Then, a woman showed, donned with bright clothing, and her hair was black, and braided, her features seemed to have an extra glowing effect to them. She looked a lot prettier than Infilia would.

"Who... who are you?" Infilia asked.
"I am, whoever you want me to be." The lady spoke.
"What do you mean danger?" Now, a hint of worry was beginning to course through her, and slightly show.
"You must trust your heart." She spoke. "Believe. Give hope, and trust your friend." She advised. "Danger. Awaits."

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Infilia awoke with a jolt. She sat upright suddenly, and looked around. Her breathing was stable, but her heart was racing. Her eyes shifted with multiple arrays of colors and she was very, very confused.

"A-Alex?"

[Alexander Faircroft]

Description "Alex Common" Alex thoughts "Myrian" "Fratava" "Others"


The quiet settled into the room as Alex sat at his desk only the sounds of him scribbling out something onto a bit of paper and in the back ground the sounds of Infilia snoring lightly. Taking a moment to sit back it dawned on him just how tired she must have actually been. With everything going on… He was honestly surprised she hadn’t fallen asleep in the baths. Though out the corner of his eye he noticed some disquiet in how she was sleeping. Some mild tossing and turning nothing too major at least that was until she shot up.

Sitting bolt straight her eyes flung around the room the myriad of colours across them spoke volumes, but he didn’t need to see her eye colour to clearly see something had spooked her. Was she not able to get any relief from this horror even in her dreams? And then her voice hit him. That soft scared call for help but only one word, his name. He stepped over and sat on the edge of the bed. “I’m here.” His voice came out soothing almost easing. Like he wanted her to know that everything would be alright.

He reached a hand out slowly and patted the top of her head, a gesture for her to calm down a little and that if she needed him he was within arm’s reach. Sometimes that was all that was needed to understand that everything would be ok. Given the language barrier he at least hoped that his actions would speak volumes louder than his words would ever be able too. He dropped his hand from her head to her shoulder, again that reassuring motion to try and calm her down. Despite that he was almost certain that this wasn’t going to be the last nightmare she’d have this season.

[Infilia Snowsong]

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"I'm here." Was what Alex said when she spoke up and was sitting. Her eyesight was slowly coming back to her, she blinked, the Vantha recorded Alex's response. Which meant he was still here. Infilia rubbed her eyes.

"Promise. No leave?" She recalled her best in Common. She didn't feel like telling Alex her whimsical dream, it wouldn't be too believable, and all it mostly was, was just a vast world of darkness and Infilia felt certain that the woman she saw was someone she probably knew, but dismissed the thought. Hopefully, she wouldn't show up too much in her dreams.

All because of the decision that Queen Morwen has decided to decide, her people have to suffer. The other Gods and Goddesses must know that they; the Vantha, mean them no harm. At least the ones that aren't Marked by the Queen of Ice and Winter. Infilia hoped that she wouldn't have to be hiding from the world for too long. Infilia could live in peace and resume her career of wanting to be a notorious performer.

She commonly had nightmares, and the most common ones to, but this one, it felt evil. Dark even, and it wasn't just because of the vast darkness that shrouded her eyesight and visuals. The Vantha wanted nothing to do with all of this conflict. She felt inhuman just carrying a knife around, and every time she carried that damned knife was because her father gave it to her before he and her mother left.

The only damned reason for her being here in Alvadas was because she figured that her parents could help explain to her what's happening. Maybe she just needs to move on and forgive her parents for leaving her. They're probably dead already, though, she has to make sure. The only way to do that is if she can go out.

"Find them. I must." Infilia said, her eyes turning purple. "Help, me they can. Sure." Infilia looked at Alex. "Alex, you help?" There was a sudden pause. Infilia was shaky, and her eyes began to mix in variations of colors. She must know, can Alex help her out? He said he will. He'd probably be willing to risk his life even, Infilia needs to make sure. If Alex doesn't want to risk it, she wouldn't want him to experience her perill and danger.

If Priskil is listening, may she answer her call?

[Alexander Faircroft]

Description "Alex Common" Alex thoughts "Myrian" "Fratava" "Others"


As much as Alex was trying to comfort her it seemed to be about as much good as trying to catch smoke with his bare hands. However he could see clearly upon her face the fear, the lost senses. She was frightened. Scare and alone, quite possibly the way she felt. And as Alex sat at the edge of the bed he inched a little closer. Though she held her tongue for a few moments, and the silence spoke volumes of the fear. And when she broke the silence it wasn’t what he expected.

She needed to find them? Who were them? And they could help her? And then the call for help from him came. His and mussed up her hair a little as he held it on her head a gesture of endearment.
“I said I’d help. And as long as you’re in my care, I’ll help however I can.” He smiled lightly the practised warmth there. Reassuring wasn’t his strongest skill but it was something he was trying to do none the less. And if he could make sure that Infilia could feel safe that was good enough.

“And I promise. I won’t leave.” He’d chosen to answer that last making sure to hold a look into her eyes and as much as the torrent of emotion swirled her eyes into a hurricane of colour, his eyes as usual remained unchanged save for one thing there was an absolution behind them, a feeling of honesty and determination to do the right thing.

“I won’t leave here, so go back to sleep. And I’ll see you in the morning.” He poked her for head lightly and pushed her back down to get some more sleep. Pulling the blankets up and over her once again. He kept silent about the state of her shock. Mostly as he knew better than to draw attention to it. As that only made it worse.