<strong>Who: </strong>Chiya<br/><strong>For: </strong>Asher, Open<br/><strong>Where: </strong>sparring rings<br/><hr/><br/>She nodded, also watching the interactions of the others, particularly interested to see how Henrik might react to Siren's flirtatious nature. "You served in the war?" She said, glancing back at Asher. "Did you know my mother at all? She was a general as well, so I suppose if you were with the Dean all of the time you might not have met her."<br/><br/>She sighed, thinking a bit of her family. "She's very old-fashioned, in a lot of ways. I can't say that we're very much alike, but I still love her, of course." She shook her head. "Sorry, you don't need to listen to me babbling."