Verita looked down to Darion sitting down on the ground, and as she took place next to him, neatly curling up her feet underneath her robes, she smiled brightly. Hearing him talk was at least a little more comforting then listening to the hissing guttural sounds of the unnatural Ramen. She took the bread with great gratitude, having not been able to eat all night, whilst running and escaping the village has left her very hungry. She murmured a grateful thank you as she took a nibbling bite, trying to savour the bread as much as she could, knowing it might proof difficult shooting animals in the woods.<br/><br/><b><span style="color: DarkRed">'' I've always dreamed about the world beyond our foundries, never seen anything from over the mountains sir. Just stories from the travellers, and they knew not to talk too much about it either.Guess I took my first chance when the opportunity arised, never would I have thought in my dreams to have it feel like this though..''</span></b><br/><br/>Suddenly her words got cut off by the elf suddenly falling out of the sky in the middle of the group. Without hesitation, Verita grabbed her bow to pull the strings in defence, in her haste making her quiver filled with arrows fall out of her hands and rolling away from her on the floor. Her cheeks flushed red, and her mouth gaped opened as she took in the full 9 feet of her stunning opponent. She knew it was an elf, she had heard about elves before, her father had been a great admirer of their strength and magical abilities. Without a doubt she had believed each and everyone of his stories, but to see one falling from nowhere before her eyes was a completely different thing.<br/><br/>Gasping for breath she just gaped in surprise at her, her bow trembling and pointed in defence before her body in Essa's direction.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>