Glenn
"Indeed, Dame Kaliyah." *The prince studied her demeanor intently as the spike withdrew from the brain of the gigantic lizard, dripping with viscera and blood, and warped itself into a silver mirrorlike mass of mercury, which shook itself free of blood and brain matter before it flowed once more into the dull gray of his own crowned armor, the golden circle returning to his head.

However, there was an issue with the actions of his royal guard - she spoke as if she was the one in command, when clearly she needed to be reminded otherwise. If her actions had killed a man, she would be executed like any other criminal, regardless of her status. The law was the law, and just as the Agarvarans would be executed for the wrongful death of the Glynfirs, so too would Winrae be executed for the wrongful death of Kameros. 

A beating as she had given him, however, was only subject to a bit of disciplinary action. A conversation and action for later.*
Jesse
Hearing the large creature collapse hashly into the sand, Essme's shoulders clenched timidly. She had just finished healing Kameros to the best of her ability before the daunting shadow of her older sister crashed down behind her. The paladin's words surely cut like a knife into the young angel's ears, and as did any child getting in trouble- Essme could be seen visibly upset with her pointed ears flopping downwards. With her back still turned to Winrae, the light paladin took a moment to gather herself- letting out a heavy sigh before slowly standing up.

"I... Was doing my *Job.*" Essme started, her words slowly building up with frustration as she turned around to face her sister. "And i was handling it just fine before **You** Showed up!" The angel's fists slowly curled up, trying to mask that fit of anger. It always seemed like every chance Essme got to prove herself, Winrae was right behind her to sweep her right from under her feet. Looking up at her older friend in a snarl- one might think the two were about to fight. But Essme was nowhere near done yet. 

"The tiefling you so *Graciously* Just had to insert yourself into, was a bounty hunter. I was just making sure he wasn't lying, and following him back to wherever the hell he came from so I could be sure. Now, if you will let me get back to that-"

Even in her own armor, Essme didn't tower nearly as tall as Winrae did. Being an Aasimar meant you were already tall by nature, but for the Paladin of Alynthi was far superior in that aspect. Standing over her younger sister almost, Winrae had a masculinity about her that radiated through her golden stag armor. At times, it could have looked like a joke- Essme stand up against the woman like she did. Her neck was tilted back just to be able to see, and as she did so, Essme let out a frustrated huff. 

"I can do things on my own you know.."
Jose
Hearing Essme's outburst, Winrae quickly forgot the prince of her kingdom stood oh so near. Her eyes burned like white flames, and her wings seemed to tense and stretch out farther with each word. "Your *Job?* Your *Job* Is to be in Findara, where I had you assigned in the first place! Need I remind you that you still have a lot of training to go through before you will even be considered for duties outside of the kingdom you're supposed to be protecting. If you followed him here, the moment he crossed the border was the minute he stopped being your problem, or have you already forgotten the lessons you were taught not even a year ago?" To challenge Winrae was practically a death sentence for most, but there was a sense of care even behind her angry words.

Glancing over to the tiefling, Winrae sighed angrily and pushed past her sister, only to place a hand on the man's head. Closing her burning eyes, Winrae whispered a gentle prayer to Kamara, and soon enough the purple devil was gasping for air and waking up. "I wouldn't be here if you had done your job correctly in the first place, Essme. I wouldn't have to constantly step in and check on you if only did what was asked of you, not more, not less." Winrae stood and turned to face Essme, and seeing the prince out of the corner of her eye, she slowly began to calm herself. "I am sorry I had to intervene, but what I saw when I used a spell to see you was something that worried me, so I came."

"As for your tiefling friend here, he'll be fine." Winrae sneered a bit, glaring back at the tiefling with a look of disgust. A *Bounty hunter?* That explains the body then. It stil didn't change the fact that he was lesser. A *Tiefling.* Walking over to Essme, Winrae leaned in, her words nothing more than a venomous warning. "I suggest you say your goodbyes to your tiefling friend and head home. *Now.*" Winrae then turned to face the prince, her demeanor all but calm, though her voice was much less strung out than before.

"I apologize for this, Prince Astalios. Truly."
Julio
After passing out from pain and injuries, Kameros fell into a darkness. It was nothing more than that, until a blinding light seemed to slam into him, but it wasn't painful. No, it was soothing. Eventually, as the tiefling came to, he heard the tail end of a conversation, and a voice he didn't recognize. Glancing up, he saw the woman the aasimar that had nearly killed him standing close to Essme, which only now made him realize the two were together in some way. He couldn't stand just yet, as he was still a bit dizzy, but Kameros did see another man out of the corner of his eye, and based off of the crown, *He was royalty.* Searching for any sort of sigil, Kameros soon recognized the banner of Alynthi, and figured this must have been the prince. 

Kameros chose to stay quiet unless spoken to, as there was obviously some sort of misunderstanding going on. Slowly, he stood and realized he was still shirtless, which caused him to reach into his bag and pull out a shirt before putting it on. With no kaladon in sight, he figured the three in front of him dealt with it, leaving him to his own devices. Kameros quickly realized he had lost his bounty, but sighed in relief when he spotted it a few yards away. Without hesitation, he lifted it up via a levitation spell and brought it closer to him before seeing if there was any way he could snake off without being seen.
Jesse
As if the poor light paladin couldn't get any more angrier, Winrae's words felt like she herself was just hit by 400 pound armor. A look of pure disbelief struck the Findara guard as she dropped her jaw open, watching as her older sister pushed past her. There was no words to challenge her with after that. Only because it was true that Winrae was the one who got her into where she is now. Back then, when they were kids, Essme was considered the 'runt' of where she came from. Looked down by everyone for her demonic appearance, It was only by the grace of Winrae and her parents for taking her in as one of their own. Of course Essme was grateful for it, there was no doubt of that. But all she wanted to do was not live in someone else's shadow anymore. 

"H-He's not my friend." The angel stammered a bit embarrrasingly, coming back to reality after her thoughts got the best of her. As soon as Kameros came too however, a look of worry and concern flushed over her. Those light grey eyes flickered around the tiefling as he gasped air into his lungs once more, but before Essme could get a word in, Winrae's voice was pulling on her ears yet again. A *Death* Glare melted onto the young paladin's face as she looked upwards towards her sister once more, and as the two locked eyes it was apparent that things weren't going to end well. 

"I don't need you to check up on me, *Winrae*. Or hold my hand for that matter. You have no right to tell me how to do my job when im in the **Middle** Of doing it." A horse scoff played off of the girls' lips as she narrowed her eyes, her voice growling out in bitterness. "You're a class act sister, always acting like you do no wrong... 'Saving the day'- Just to make people feel like shit under your boots." 
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Before her older sister could try to console her, Essme did the unthinkable and shoved her away, taking a few steps back towards Kameros in the process. The fire that flowed through Winrae's hair seemingly mirrored in her younger sister's eyes- as she felt the magic within her fizzing up, causing her horns to spark an ember or two. 

"No! I'm not going home with you! I told you, I can do things on my own. I'm not letting you or anyone else get in the way of that."