Fellyb’as was a little startled at the sudden tone Ghaleon had taken towards Lillith, but when he announced that Lillith had turned down the offer she felt a fire stirring within her, and ever so softly her fingertips grazed the hilt of her obsidian dagger. She wanted to leap, to cut into that dark elf’s skin. Of course, when it came to Ghaleon and the benefit of the group she was rather loyal to the cause, and a weak link did not deserve her respect.<br/><br/>The touch of a hand, however made her sterling eyes cut to meet Ghaleon’s gaze and listen, the Black Lillies were going after the prize as well? Biting her lower lip her shoulders tense and rigid as she looked down at the gold. The Lillies were definitely not a force to be reckoned with, they were an assassin guild that was so well hidden the so called highest ranking assassin guild didn’t know they so much as existed. They were quiet, and deadly, of course if they ran into any of them, it would be easy to spot them due to the brand upon their wrists, just like her. Staring down at the black leather bracers that covered the scarred and tattooed lilly design that had been burnt into her skin so long ago she nodded. “I will know if they are near, they haven’t changed tactic in hundreds of ye-“ Then Ghaleon finished speaking…<br/><br/>Her sterling eyes were filled with sudden fear, which was not a look that was ever upon the Shadow Fiends face unless a necromancer was involved, and to narrow it down further…Her Necromancer…The one who had performed such experiments on his bandits that had killed her family, and the very same man…no monster, the very same monster that had done this to her. Felly stepped from beneath the comforting hand of Ghaleon and turned walking from the tavern to get some fresh air.<br/><br/>And now, there she stood beneath the dripping stable roof, her black curls soaked, and her corseted scaled vest soaked as well, her pale skin capturing the droplets as they glistened in the vague moonlight that seeped through the clouds. Leaning against the stable post she had her arms crossed across her chest as she looked up at the storming skies, it had stopped raining not to long ago and now the air was thick and sticky with humidity… Felly closed her eyes in deep thought as she was brought back into the depths of her memories, the memories of that pain, the darkness, and finally the ever imprisoned being she had become, afraid of the daylight unless a shadow was near for her to hide. She hadn’t been able to enjoy any of the sunlight in her human form unless she was in a heavy cloak and cowl. He had done this to her…All of it..