<div align="center">Aryia (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=88798.msg3898535#msg3898535)<br/></div><br/>Aryia put up both of her hands dismissively after seeing wolves about her.<br/><br/>"No it wasn't like that. Yes the wealthy are the ones that are on the ship, but one is full of orphans also, for the wealthy suburbs and the orphanage were the closest residences to the harbor, the poorer areas were too far away to easily protect, and we filled the ships as fast as we could from those closest. Those closest are ones with harbor views, those with harbor views were wealthy. "<br/><br/>Aryia hoped the others would understand it wasn't intentional, but all were emotional, it was hard not to be, loosing people without warning .. a city without warning, wasn't something this leader wanted to be known in history for. Nor think of privately for that matter.<br/><br/>"When it became obvious to me only one social caste was being saved was when I went out of my way to get an orphanage on board. Still I realized none were working class... so I offered some of your treasury to the ships captains to linger much longer than their own sense would allow. All of you did leave it to the last breath literally ! - the handful of traders I begged to join us I bartered with treasury of my land. Still if the kings treasury is what we are sailing away from, the ships captains will ... feel a little .. either way none of the civilians were asked for money. None had to pay to get on, although it looks like they were selected because they could ... its not true."<br/><br/>Aryia trailed off seeing the Kings glare. "Look I did what seemed right at the time, so did most people" she sighed, either they would piece it together and think good at her attempts or they already made up their mind that it was intentional.<br/><br/>The girl from the land of shifting sands glared at Aryia also. She heard the guards talk of how she fought, of  how her sword was a blur,<br/>other swords made sounds but she just seemed to be a silent cat.<br/><br/>"Akara ... " Aryia smiled, tried to make it genuine but tension of the night had got to them all "I can heal you in a way that no scars exist. They can all be removed if you hate them, or keep the ones you like to tell stories of. Still it involves what is rumoured, but any witches of my lands including myself can do so. You may not be in the mood now but if the want interests you later just talk to any of us"<br/><br/>Aryia then walked to her horse and tried to calm it, unlike Akara's finely trained steed Aryia's was all fear .. weight shifting from foot to foot with each creek the ship made. "shhh.. shh..." she murmured to its ear ... not that it did much good.<br/><br/><br/>