Barbara
*Just when she was about to cast one of her will-o'-wisps upon the unsuspecting human, Eyalis froze at words that were suddenly spoken behind her. Irritation pooled at the corner of her mind, as she held up a slender hand — a signal to cut the other person off. " I don't know who either of you __are__, " She hissed, gritting her teeth, " Or what __you__, " She was speaking to the person behind her, turning her head in their direction slightly, " Think you're doing, trying to educate me on how I treat tresspassers on fae land, " She tensed her once splayed hand into a fist, knuckles turning a lighter shade of blue, " But if you both don't give me one viable reason why I shouldn't burn you into a crisp, gaia almighty, I will incinerate the both of you. "*

*Still though, she had enough sense to calm down a few notches, dropping her hand and her concentration on keeping the will-o'-wisps around her, allowing them to escape back to their spirit realm with small, relaxed sighs. Mercy; temporary, but mercy nonetheless. Eyalis ground her teeth as the male spoke, her nostrils flaring at the term 'buddy' — who the hell calls anyone that? And glared back into heterochromic eyes, not allowing herself to say a word until she heard his little sob story. " You said like to __'have fun with nature'__, no? I'm sure you have plenty of forests in your little macen lands in . . Oh yes, the Kingdom of Salvania, " She huffed sardonically after he spoke, crossing her arms protectively. " And why choose going in the fae woods? Don't you know it's not safe here? For any tresspasser? " She aimed these words at the both of them, now braking her gaze to turn towards the woman behind her. Eyalis raised an eyebrow, not exactly sure if she could trust having anyone behind her.*
Sylvia
let us talk in there
Harriett
"I'm not educating you on anything. But I don't want this to end in a bloodbath." *She said nothing more for the time being. She did not want to hurt anyone, but if the fae continued to threat to kill the Macen, Shige would be forced to intervene. And when the fae's fists started to glow with a slight blue light, she had to.*
"If you strike him, I'll retaliate. A naginata in your back would be quite a viable reason not to start a fight." *The monk said calmly and assumed a battle stance. The tip of said naginata was millimeters from the fae's back. The Oni focused and her hands started to emit a faint blue glow as she empowered her weapon and prepared to strike should anything happen.*
"A fight will not end well for you. We can resolve this in a peaceful manner" *Shige tried reasoning with the elf.*
"He can't have had ill intentions" *The monk appealed to the fae's compassion. Obviously a single person wouldn't seek war with an entire race, but the elf's anger must have been clouding her mind.*
Sylvia
"Woah woah woah woah wooaaahhhhohoo..." *Nesy interupted this before it turned into a shitshow.* "Let... Me handle this okay? I'll make sure this wont end badly." *He decided to calmly inhale and he would look into her eyes.* "Please. I beg of you to understand this." *He decided to accumulate something that he had perhaps never did. He never scolded someone like this but, he decided to give this a go.* 

"...What are your issues? Why do you hate my race so much? I understand if it's personal related issues but please understand this, hating someone based out of their race is a very bad thing to do and very likely to be unethical. You understand, this is childish and this is reality we are in right now. Please I beg of you, I understand that I have trespassed without knowing okay? I just wanted to wander around your beautiful lands, that is all. I do not intend anything bad." 

"Why? Why do you do treat me so harshly?" *He asked of her, seemingly wanting to resolve this in a peaceful conference.*
Barbara
*Eyalis knew when she was outnumbered, and this was one of those times. Now that the embers of anger had extinguished inside her though they threatened to return however, she let a scowl grow over his face, and pulled her arms closer to her body. The sunlight danced along her slender, yet toned form as she stepped to the side to regard both of the newcomers with a rather weary look upon her face. " Fine. I guess—I guess you're right. " She simply cast towards the woman, before her frown deepened at the macen's continuous prose.*

*She rose a pertinent eyebrow at his ' I beg of you, ' which didn't correlate with how she was normally spoken to, well, until they were ensnared in multitudes of vines, that is, but refused to interrupt. Gaia, she hated his patronising tone—He looked none too younger than herself, to rub salt deeper into the wound. It was only until he ended his words, looking fiercely into her eyes, the __want__ to understand evident there, that she relented and relaxed her secluded grip onto her arms.*

*" Look, " Eyalis began, rubbing a nimble palm across her face and shaking her head as if she carried the burden of the word. " When I was younger, my father was a bounty hunter. He wasn't the most 'ethical' in his methods, as you would probably out it, but he had a kind heart. Unfortunately he got involved with—with some shady people, __macen__ people, and he died whilst out of a mission with them. They __killed__ him. " She took a shuddering intake of breath. Breathe Eyalis, she reminded herself internally. " They never even found his body. My father, a great bounty hunter; redused to a few thin strips of bloodied linen just like that. " Her gaze hardened then. " So this isn't just a 'race' thing, whoever you are, this is a battle between life and death. And if I trust too easily, that's the moment I lose . . . I don't think my mother could survive another loss in the family. " A solitary tear trickled down her blue cheek.*