<div style="text-align: center"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#bf0000">Vilith let out an annoyed sigh as Raciel said that. "Alright, we'll go to the village, but you're doin' the talking." She said and tapped one of her large horns, "I would but people don't take kindly to me." She said in a joking tone as she started to head to the village. Her Fae then retreated back to her body, but that was little known to the others, to them they just hide in the mist around her lower legs.<br/>
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She would let Raciel lead the group into the village, which seemed to be made up of poor farmers, rouge scouts, and merchants from all over Sanctuary. She looked around and could feel the depression of the entire village. Even a human could tell this place was depressed. The only people who didn't seem depressed where the merchants just opening their shops. "Well shit, the Hellforge feels more welcome." She said, looking around once more, and saw the expressions of some humans as she passed them.<br/>
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She didn't know what it was, but seeing the little girl's fear filled eyes didn't bring her happiness anymore. She then looked to Raciel and didn't make eye contact with anyone else. She stood behind Raciel, only glancing around, but made sure that eye contact wasn't made. Naturally, she should feel at home, right? All this depression, all this fear, but it wasn't effecting her like normal.</span>​</div>