Valen stared as brand moved over and hugged Arioch, his eyes widening slightly, he could see the fury written across her face, and was glad she didn't simply slug him in the face as would any other self respecting elf. Valen knew the Elven taboos, some of which he didn't care for, but he still abided by. The male gave Brand a scolding look as Ari left, before getting ready to leave for himself.<br/><br/>Once Valen found his form suitably clean, so he stood in the water, it seemed as if everyone else had left, so Valen decided he should at least prepare to meet with the King, much as he did quite often. Valen knew the King well, he knew that the King would be unwilling to provide aid for them, confident that his forest would protect his people. Valen sighed and glanced over at Brand, shaking his head a little "Brand, you should go apologize to Arioch as soon as you are dried off and clothed, Elves really aren't big on hugs, physical contact isn't something strangers do here." Brand was likely used now to being scolded by Valen over matters like this, Valen didn't blame Brand at all, he likely didn't know about their little taboos, though Valen was surprised that Brand was still so clumsy even though he had grown from the shortest amongst the knight's ranks to the tallest. "I am going to go find her now, I am also a little worried about Altima"<br/><br/>Valen stood fully and turned around, grasping his towel, his eyes flashing in their golden color as the wind picked up, a sharp whistle and rustle from the above trees as a sudden gust blew through them filled the air, the wind wrapping around Valen's body, lifting his long hair away from his form and blowing the water from his body. Valen's hair separated as the wing blew through it, the water that once coated his body ending up in the air in millions of little droplets, droplets that rained down everywhere. Valen smiled absently, amused with his little display, it would be a while before he would be able to smile again, it seemed the coming weeks, months, even years ahead of him would be difficult... if he survived them of course.<br/><br/>Valen stepped out of the bath, tying up his hair as he walked with a fresh towel along his waist. Valen didn't notice or even care about the looks he got from the elves, he had known them as liberal creatures, though the inner forest elves proved to be quite opposite. Valen was actually used to people staring at his form, many elves didn't... Valen at times didn't known to be relieved or insulted, he didn't particularly care for being looked down upon, he would be getting a lot of that soon, the highest of the high elves would be the ones he would be sharing company with... at least they respected him for his deeds even with his racial "handicap"<br/><br/>Valen walked away from the bath to his room. The male took his time getting dressed, pulling on his silken undergarments and his Mithril shirt, followed by the other layers and pieces of his outfit. Valen put up his hair into a ponytail and straightened his hair out, finally deciding to just give up and let it loose. Valen emerged from his room and walked away from the Inn, it didn't take him long to find Ari and Alli, they stood out, or at least Allie did. The male approached the two women, not interrupting their conversation, Altima mentioned that her sister was trying to spend time with her, something valen never understood why she avoided. The male nodded to the two females, waiting till Altima was done talking, then Ari. "Altima, brand should be with us soon, are you ready to speak with the king?"<br/><br/>Valen was willing to do anything that the two or his other two companions wanted to do before he spoke with the King, they would have to leave soon.