"As long as your intentions are noble, we will be friends. Any help you offer is greatly appreciated. But understand my concern: used improperly, your great strength could also do more harm than good." The captain's steely gaze never leaves Grais as the two warriors face each other down.  "I can't command you to do anything, but as outlaws, the guard will be keeping an eye on your activities. You don't have a free license to take the law into your own hands. Honestly, I think it would be a lot more efficient if you were to enlist in the guard. You'd benefit from some discipline." The human turns to leave, nodding farewell to Cecil. "If you'll excuse me, I'm needed elsewhere."<br/><br/>Cecil returns the nod, then looks to Grai. "Jejuna isn't next door though. It's over twenty miles through rocky hills, quite a hike even before the roads were buried. What will you do when it gets dark? Do you have tents and provisions?"<br/><br/>On the way out, the captain notices Daevin and pauses to give him a second look. The man's armor was of a strange, organic construction and he wore no weapon--or metal of any kind. "Fire demons...they come out of nowhere, start a blaze, grab a meal and then return back to nowhere. I don't know what they are, but we've yet to kill a single one."