Sarah
Arin Cragton
Taemar

The fire had gone out by the time Arin awoke. A small smoke trail drifted away from the embers. Arin opened his eyes slowly, the darkness outside slowly turning to light as he began to stir. 

"Of course you are awake." He said, noticing Marsila already sitting up. He stood up slowly, stretching his legs from the hard ground. The horses strolled nearby, calmly eating weeds as they mulled about their morning. 

"You could have woke me." He said, walking over and kicking dirt on the embers so none of them spread to catch something on fire. It was dawn, and they had a long day of riding ahead of them. 

"If we hurry, we can make it to the border by midday." He said, glancing around and making sure he wasn't forgetting anything. He grabbed his bag and attached it to his horse's saddle. 

He looked over at Marsila and noticed her acting strangely. She wasn't her usual business self. 

"You ok?" He asked, leading their horses over.
Lawrence
Ser Wendel Sommerling van Spenglersbek
Bogs of Taemar

"I agree," Wendel chimed. "I felt a bit like that even standing at the door. All those faces ... I'm sure I even saw Sir Heath there. I knew he was going to be there, and I could tell well enough by his hair, and his clothes, and his sister next to him. A warrior of legend, for sure, even though some call him a traitor." He looked down into the muck as he walked, pouting. "And then there's me, some blow-in from the savage north, as good as low-born. You would feel like you're out of place."

He gazed off in what he reckoned was the direction of the city. "Hopefully it wouldn't be too long. The royals are probably all still there, waiting to hear from us. What did you make of them while you were in there? It seemed to me like you were well-fixed into their midst."
Kathleen
Valentine Godwin
The bogs of Taemar

"The royals have probably already left. As far as they're concerned they've done their job," Viola said, unable to hide the venom in the spit that came with her words,"Apologies, I haven't many good words for the lot of them." 

In her head, she went over the events of the council. How a naked woman was paraded into the room, how the objective of the council itself wasn't met..."If they had let an academic speak instead of bickering and squabbling about marriages they might have actually gotten something done. Instead, they left it to the paladins!"

*And what a great fucking mess that turned out to be*. She could hear the screams again and she shook her head to be rid of them.