“Thank you then,” Rain called brightly to the human as he started to clear the floor of debris. Belrac joined her then, moving the heavy tables and chairs around with much more ease than she could ever muster. She wiped them down as soon as they were righted. Her head began to shake at his words, though she kept her mouth shut until he was done speaking. Seeking death was such a waste of life, and death did not come when you asked for it. She'd learned that the hard way. Not as hard as this fellow was learning it though.<br/><br/>“I'm quite sure you received those scars the same way any warrior would, on the battlefield,” She said in a quiet undertone to the dwarf, pausing in her speech to him to greet Fenn.<br/><br/>“I am called Rain, it is a pleasure to meet you,” She called gaily, or at least it would come out that way to those who didn't know better. She was feeling far from happy at the moment. She'd only just met this fellow, but it wasn't in her nature to stand by and do nothing when one had proclaimed themselves suicidal.<br/><br/>“No family would wish their child to seek death. No matter what they had done. Seeking death is a selfish affair,” Her whispered lecture was cut short then as a new voice joined the conversation. Rain jumped slightly, eyes turning to the upper landing. She hadn't realized that any of the inn rooms had been rented already, but apparently they had. She could think of no other reason for someone to be up by the rooms.<br/><br/>Her eyes riveted on the gray cloaked  figure as he made his graceful, deliberate way down the stairs. She knew the sort of movement, beyond Daemion, she'd never seen that sort of movement in anyone but an Elf. Which could perhaps explain his opinion on Dwarfs. A small shiver traced down her spine as he reached the floor and she realized he'd been staring at her.<br/><br/>“I seek the death of no one,” She told him softly. “Though if you speak of the quest I wish to go on, companions or no, then perhaps you are right.” It was a bit of a bluff really, she couldn't go without companions. She wouldn't make it through the first night, much less any combat she may encounter. She needed people. It was as if a light had pop on inside her head then.<br/><br/>“Have you ever heard of the Shadow?” She questioned the dwarf, though her words were loud enough to carry to all in the room. “I am going to look for it. In Todesfalle. If you're looking for a chance to die in battle, then you'll not find a more amenable place. If you don't die, there are few who would call your honor less than satisfied for finding a thing of legend and surviving in a place that few dare go and fewer ever return from. After all, how could a person with no honor to speak of survive the place. It is said that the abode of The Lady herself is hidden away in Todesfalle, to protect the Shadow. If she grants you life and entrance, then who are you to argue with her dictates?”<br/><br/>It was a long shot, she knew it to be one. More conjecture than actual fact or even reasoned hypothesis, but she was desperate. She meant to leave no later than the morning. This very night if it could be arranged, and she needed at least one companion to do so. “You're all welcome to come. It is said that if one reaches the Shadow they can make all their dreams come true. That in the Shadowlands one can control reality if they've the mental fortitude to do so. I shall write a tale of our adventures regardless, for it will be an epic quest. I could make you famous.” Her eyes swept around those in the room.<br/><br/>“Or ye could get all of ye killed,” Harlan interjected with a glower. “I'll not have ye doing any more recruiting in me common room girl. Ye know I'd rather ye stay here, tell them all that are harassing ye where they can shove their attentions. Don' do this girl. It's dangerous.”<br/><br/>Rain looked between the closest thing to a true father she had ever known and the people around her in the common room. What would they think of this? How could she make it clear that she wasn't just some child on a rampage? These people were her last chance.<br/><br/>“I have to go,” She said softly. “It's the only chance to get him back. To save this kingdom from what harm may come to it. This goes beyond fear of a gilded cage, or anger at an unfaithful, abusive lover. I'm not the only one in line to suffer if this is not stopped. Years I have tried to do it the safe way, and it has only brought me pain and gotten me no closer to saving anyone. Morrin is the only one that can fix this, and he will not return without intervention I can find only in the Shadow.” She could feel the tears trekking down her cheeks, but she didn't bother dashing them away.<br/><br/>“Mist Haven was a peaceful place once,” She said eyes looking entreaty at the human, dwarf, and assumed elf. “You've seen how it is now with the guards that hassle all and sundry. If you're not of this place I'm sure you wouldn't know it, but this land used to be an accepting place, there was little need of a black market. Children could wander the streets without thought or worry of being abducted or harassed in any way. Under the current Duke, all of that started to change. That same Duke is the only heir apparent to the throne. He will, soon enough, be King. What then will he do to this country? If I can just get Morrin back, he can stop it. The Shadow is the only way I can do so. The Duke destroyed him. Please, will one of you help me?”<br/><br/><br/><div align="center">***</div><br/>“After the Shadow?” Daemion asked, as if it should be obvious. He did however continue with an answer. “After the Shadow, once you're safely out of Todesfalle, I shall meet you and we shall discuss your reward. Assuming you haven't managed to wrangle it for yourself while within the Shadow. If for some reason you have manged to do so, then I owe you a favor of your asking. Anything within my power, and that is much.”<br/><br/>It was a dangerous bargain, for him not her. Being beholden to a mortal was rarely a good idea, until her life was over he would be waiting for her to call in that debt. “Regardless if you bring my little one safely through, you will have earned my friendship which in and of itself is nothing to scoff at.” He gave her an enigmatic smile, and fished into his pocket again. This time he pulled out a small pin emblazoned with a crow and crown. The material of the coin would not likely have been readily known to a mortal, as if was found only in Faerie.<br/><br/>“If you come upon difficulties with anyone in a position of power, especially among the Fae show them that. It should be enough to garner their aid, within reason. Be careful of how you use that though. If it is abused I will hear of it and there will be retribution. It is not often that a mortal comes into the favor of my family.”<br/><br/>Daemion rose then, and offered her his arm, waiting for her to take it. “Unless you've more questions, it would be best to be on your way. Though it is unlikely that word would get to Rain, the less chances taken the better. Besides, I should be on my way before she and whatever party she cobbles together are. It may be difficult for me to keep The Duke occupied.”<br/><br/>Daemion's face hardened then, though his voice stayed low, almost menacingly so. “He must not know of this until she is well outside of his reach. I'd hate to end him, but she will not end up in his dungeons again.” There was a sinister promise in the smile he turned upon Naomi then, though it should be clear that the menace was not for her. “Shall we?”