As the tall elf spoke, Darion couldn’t help but sigh a bit as she spoke ab out prophesies as well.  Another person who believed in prophecies and fate that could not be changed.  That was something he refused to believe at all.  Verita may have seen what would have happened if he did not leave with these refuges.  He was willing to believe, no matter how hard it was, that she was clairvoyant, and could see into the future.  But he refused to believe that it was ruled by fate.  That his choices didn’t matter.<br/><br/><span style="color: Green">“All this is expecting the kingdoms and rulers to believe you, and actually be willing to send their soldiers to follow my lead into hell.  To follow a farm boy and mercenary.  Little more than a beaten and scarred commoner.”</span>He said, shaking his head a bit before continuing.<span style="color: Green">“I plan on trying though even still.  The Kaiser deserves to die with my blade through his heart for what he did to these people.”</span><br/><br/>Of course what they said about Verita holding the spirit of a long dead woman.  And someone loved by the Kaiser.  He couldn’t refute that information.  He had seen the destruction wrought by Lilith after being fed the girls power.  It was hard to argue that there was something there.  But when they mentioned something they needed against their enemy’s soldiers… he wasn’t sure why.  He had met some of the soldiers, and knew they died like any other.<span style="color: Green">“I am a bit curious where you have obtained all this information.  Why would this Dementia have let you go after you had taken this information?”</span><br/><br/>That was one bit of information he wanted to know.  If he could trust her if an enemy had let her go with this information.  Of course at the Fey’s insistence and Eira’s agreeing, he had to admit that some dinner sounded good.<span style="color: Green">"Yes, we can continue this conversation over some dinner.  I am afraid we don’t have much though.  Maybe some leftover bicuits, and some fish caught while we were over the ocean.”</span>Turning he looked at Eira with his single eye.<span style="color: Green">“I wouldn’t worry about music.  Most of the aviary do have beautiful singing voices.  Maybe you should go get Horgar too.  I am sure some food and some music would be a good thanks to him and you for helping build these airships for us.”</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>