Minerva
*As it turns out, combing the streets would be the perfect way for Horace to find the Treton. While she was using a spell to disguise her true nature, horrible remarks could be heard being directed towards her nonetheless. Fish Breath. Trout. Blubber. Sea monster. Deep demon. Yakaiyo had decided to try, just one more time, to see what it was like. Not as a criminal, not as a noble, just as a person, to wander the streets of Silnaria. Nothing had changed. Just like before, she was met with only prejudice. Each word stung like the magic that had blasted her earlier, and she physically winced every time.*

*Looking then, Yakaiyo had put on her hood, trying to keep herself hidden, but her difference was obvious. She caught people's eye, and not in the good way.*

*It was then that Horace would be able to see her, as soon as she had wandered into an alleyway. Not wanting to draw any attention to him, she would simply look at him for a brief moment, then turn and go further into the alley.*
Marie
*Horace seemed to recognize the figure of Yakaiyo instantly. A dark cloaked figure, clearly not elven in an elven city... Heading down a mysterious alleyway and glancing at him in specific. What question could there be?*

*Though he remains silent, the elf makes his way to the alley quickly. Checking his back to make sure no one was following as he entered.*
"Yakaiyo!"
Minerva
*The cloaked figure turns around, sees Horace...*

*...And immediately goes to hug him tightly.*

"Horace!"

*A sob can be heard as the treton buries herself into his shoulder, which only grow louder with time.*
Marie
"You had me worried there... Thought I wouldn't find you."

*Horace admits, embracing the Trenton back. Though as he hears the Trenton's cries, the concern and confusion is written on his face plainly.* 
"What happened to you? I heard you had gotten caught or something?"
Minerva
"They-they..."

*Yakaiyo pulls back, allowing Horace to see the tears stream down her face.*

"They shot at me... They shot at me while I was down, they didn't let me *Die*! I felt everything! I couldn't do anything there, as I felt my body burn and my limbs fall off... It hurt, it hurt so much. And the voices, they wouldn't let me stop, they wouldn't let me die..."

*Yakaiyo sounds absolutely pitiful. Once a cold killer, obvious in her hatred, reduced to a sobbing mess.*
Marie
*Horace seemed stunned for a moment, the description of torture causing him to bar his teeth. How was he to feel with all of this? Pity!? Frustration? Anger...? Guilt... Maybe if he had been there... He might of done something. Anything.*

*He couldn't stand to look at her face. Bringing Yakaiyo into another embrace as he attempted to sooth her.*
"My god... What have they done to you... What have you gotten yourself into... It's over now though..."
Minerva
*Horace's embrace calms her slightly, though the treton is still frantic. Shaking like a leaf in the wind, Yakaiyo continues to let her pained words flow.*

"I hear them. My family. They called for me to get back up, to keep fighting, to kill them. I blacked out every time I was hit, and then I was hit again. Just pelted over and over and over again... They almost killed me. By the time they were done, I had a single arm left. Nothing else. I dragged myself back to the city to get healed, but I still feel everything. The magic coursing through, burning, my vision turning white..."