Fable was not sure how to take his offer, what he had just said had surprised her. Usually when recruiting someone it was never that easy. Normally they would ask for money, or try to figure out what was in it for them. She had made some promises before that she wasn't too proud of because of it, but she would have gladly done anything to bring Feyon down. She wanted nothing more than to have Anaria back to its former glory, even if that meant making sacrifices in her life. Her eyes turned soft toward him as he placed himself before her on one knee, finding she could not harbor anymore hostility toward this man at this particular moment.<br/><br/>â€œDo you realize how dangerous this must be?â€ She took a deep breath, â€œI have lost many before you, good men and women that believed in my cause. Yet you offer your assistance so freely that I have doubts on if you know the severity of this situation. We are on the brink of war, most people here may not realize it, but the bloodshed will hit here eventually. I just want you to consider this before joining my side. I could not live with myself to let another person die without knowing what this will be like fully...â€