Ariel took her tea, and a good helping of wavers, with a polite "thank you" before waving her hand over it, whispering silent words in celestial. A simple blessing of her meal. She allowed herself a serene smile before dipping one of the thin cookies into her tea and crunching into it, a deep breath rippling throughout her that caused her wings to spasm slightly, buffeting outwards before folding back over her chair.<br/><br/>Her ring kept her fed, her ring and her faith. Years of travelling and serving allowed her few good meals, and even such a treat as tea and wafers was blissful to the grugach.<br/><br/>At the comment about hunting eladrin, however, Ariel's expression turned sour. "That's disgusting," she had commented, taking a long gulp of her tea and closing her eyes. She couldn't believe she was doing this. While Himmel seemed somewhat confident in the team, her doubts plagued her. Would this be her last journey into the great unknown? Would her serving of the goodly races end with her death in the Abyss? Would it all be worth it.<br/><br/>Faith. She had to have faith in the Dance that had steered her life thus far. When it came to destroying demons, she had no equal besides high-ranking Knights of the Chalice. Yes, she would be taking this war higher than mere tanar'ri, up to the princes themselves... but through her doubt, she still felt pride.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>