Bertha
Edmund Silverstep, the Witherlands 
Frozen pines of Morn (almost at the border of Nornver) 

The grand flame shone brighter and grew bigger as Edmund stepped forth and towards the little town - Nornver was mere minutes away! "Dear gods, this is agonizing.." The man grumbled to himself, limping further, through the heaps of snow that separated him from rest, warmth and comfort for his wounded and strained leg...

However, something was on his mind the whole time he walked - why did the residents of Nornver need this giant, almost ritualistic fire? 'What could they be celebrating?' he wondered, wincing in discomfort fromtime to time as curiosity inside him grew..

Unbeknownst to him, there was, indeed, a festivity to be had by the people that lived in this small, cozy-looking settlement - it was an annual holiday in the name of the town's first founder, whose name was lost to time... He was the man who'd first settled Nornver almost a century ago that day. Through all odds he found a safe place for it to stand and not be harassed by the monsters that lived all around the pines of Morn. First building that sprang up was a temple to warship the frozen Gods that were merciful enough to let him survive to build up Nornver. Then the rest began to spring up around it as the hunters, miners, beggars and adventurers began to trickle into this new life. And, half a century later, what was first just a temple in the wintry desert became a small, bustling town with its own traditions and holidays to uphold...

Something wasn't right, however: as Edmund's uneven, crunching footsteps approached Nornver, they weren't drowned out in the sounds of festivities, songs and drunken celebration - the town lay dormant, quiet.. Without any sign of life to it. "This is not right.." Edmund wgispered, slowing his pace down and stepping carefully forward. His mind filled with dread and confusion, he called out:

"Oi, is anybody out there?"
Stephanie
Jestah, Witherlands


Jestah tilted his head at her "Flattering" Nature seeming to be studying it for a second as it almost looks like she got her way with him. Jestah had reached his hand up taking hers and holds it in a passionate manner. As he takes her hand he'd bring her closer to him holding her hand like it was a ball. Jestah studied her expression under his mask before spinning her as she got closer to him before moving out of the way before continuing the dance with her as he then let's off a laugh.

Jestah said in a mocking tone "An audience member trynna get with me already? I'm flattered I really am but lass, ya lovely n all but it takes moe then a seductive glide around my mask to get me act different to the show i've presented. "Jestah gave a sarcastic clap of his hands to her as he says "Ya were so close but sadly I don't thinks ya got what it takes to handle my acts."
Alisha
Lumikki Eisenhald, The Witherlands
The Pines of Morn (cabin) 

Lumikki would narrow her eyes at him and take a step back at first, angered at his mocking tone and *Displeasing* Dance, then she lowered her eyes to the floor and hid her face from him.

Lumikki looked back up to him as a smile, a genuine one, was seen beneath her bandana. She tilted her head to the side, the smile grew and her eyes slightly squinted. "You know, you're pretty clever, for a fool." She would tilt her head straight up. "What'll it take for you to take off the mask?" She said as the smile faded and her eye's grew dull, the reality of things setting in. *I hate bounty hunters*
Stephanie
Jestah, Witherlands


Jestah shaked his head before he shrugged his shoulders rather casually. He'd begin walking around her looking around her body, noticing the blades, the curvy figure, pretty much studying everything that's infront of him. Jestah had rubbed under his chin before he simply stated

"You thinks lil ol me is clevah? Nows that's a new one! Also I don't thinks ya got anything I want on yah. Especially to show me face off takes something real special to ever have me take me mask off."
Alisha
Lumikki Eisenhald, The Witherlands
The Pines of Morn (cabin) 

She would keep an eye on him as he circled her, she was unsettled, distrusting. She then sighed as he finished his circle and heard his words. 

She walked back over to the sheepskins that lay in the corner, where lyla was laying. "Autem." She commanded, and the dog stood up as lumikki took a seat on the skins where the wolf once lied. Lyla walked over and circled around the feet of Jestah and lie at his feet instead of his masters. "She's taken a liking to you ya know..." Lumikki mumbled as she rested her wrist on one knee, rocking her head back against the wall. "Normally you would have already been in shredded slivers of meat on the fire. That speaks a lot of you." She closed her eyes.
Stephanie
Jestah, Witherlands


Jestah seemed to show no signs of fear towards the beast as he reached a hand out to pet it. If the creature would allow Jestah to pet her he'd glide his hand up and down her head before he reached his hand towards her ear and strokes it slowly seeming to know the animals favorite spots before just kneeling down to rub it's belly. Jestah turned his head to face at Lumikki as he says in a acheerful tone 

"Well of course she likes me, creatures of her natchya can detect peoples emotions right? Right. Sooo if i'm always happy it can't sense dangah sooo it's sees me as a play mate or a decent being even if I wanted to stab ya in the neck it couldn't detects that part of my inner ambition hahhaha... Kiddin kiddin would nevah stab ya in the throat! That would really leave ya CHOKING up ..Get it? CHOKING?! Eeeeh whatevah. I just have a nature to me ...I'm always liked by those around me even ya cold hearted ass might find me charming or atleast interesting enough to keep around."
Alisha
Lumikki Eisenhald, Witherlands 
The Pines of Morn (cabin) 

Lumikki would open her eyes and gaze at him, disinterested in his puns. "Cold hearted, huh?" Wouldn't surprise me as that being your first impression. I have my reasons, I needn't you point out the obvious." She could feel the darkness outside, knowing it was night she outstretched her legs on the sheep skin and layed down on the floor closing one eye. "Not that I trust you or anything, I trust that Lyla has good judgment, regardless what you say... Veni." The wolf stood from where the jester was, giving a lick on his hand and trotted over to lumikki, laying by her side protectively. "Hope you don't mind me staying the night in your cabin." She rolled to her back and closed the other eye, drifting into a light slumber.