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<li data-xf-list-type="ul">Arioch put much thought into her decision, but ultimately decided that it would be for the best if she went and joined the others. As of now, they were acquaintances, and that did not bode well. Together, she would be traveling the three knights for the sole purpose of defeating the King of Darkness. But there was one vital thing that was missing between them all - comradery. She did not trust them, and she was sure that none of them trusted her. Well, perhaps with the exception of Brand. He was an idiot through and through, seemingly a bit too trusting, but there was also a good chance that he was merely playing the fool. Her head ached attempting to figure someone such as he out.<br/>
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Besides, there were things that she wished to ask of the knights, and figured that the sooner she sat down to speak with them about it, the better. Honestly, she was a bit nervous about meeting the three of them in the bath's, and silently prayed that the knights had only been joking when they were on the road. The sight that greeted her when she stepped off the stairs and headed towards the bath? A very naked and soaking wet Brand embracing another man, who was crying. For some reason, there was a tiger present as well. Just what the hell was happening here she hadn't a clue. <span class="fixed-color" style="color:#0040ff"><i>I'm not really seeing this, am I? He's not. . .really that. . .really?</i></span> She thought, trying to fathom just what made a man Brand's age behave in such a way? Had he fallen on his head one too many times, or was this genetic? There had to have been some reason, some logical reason behind it. If not, Arioch felt as if her head would explode.<br/>
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Under her breath, the former general muttered a string of obscenities while shaking her head. Brand was more of a fool than she thought him to be, which she didn't think possible. An attractive fool - but a fool none-the-less. As calmly as she could, she approached the two men, who were both much taller than herself, and spoke. <span class="fixed-color" style="color:#0040ff">"Lord Brand, if you would be so kind as to return to the baths now. Not only are you exposing yourself to everyone here, a few children included, but your dripping water all over the tavern floors. Your. . .friend is more than welcome to join us in the baths, the tiger will have to remain outside,"</span> she said, straining to keep a straight face. It was rather had to do given the circumstances. A part of her wished to merely kick the knight in the back of the head and go about her business, but after the first impression she made on them all, she felt it best that she didn't.<br/>
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<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#0040ff">"Now. Please,"</span> she insisted.[/list:u][/list:u]</li>
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