<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/0/06/Cirven150.png)</div><div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/79/Cirven150a.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Cirven<br/><strong>Current Form:</strong>Trithos<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Myeliae<br/><strong>Players Nearby:</strong>Safiya, Melarien, Nilofer(?)<br/><br/><hr/><br/>His jibe did not have the desired effect. He supposed that she might react to him in the same manner as she had when she didn't know who he was. She hadn't spoken to him since she had discovered, so he had honestly no idea how the discovery had affected her. But, frankly, what had he expected? He had been stunned and irritated, but he had kept it hidden, tried to be civil about it. He had uncovered the fact as soon as he was able to as well. Made it known. She was different, though. He knew this. She wasn't disciplined, hard, with a mind as strong as iron, will of steel, and self-control being one of his traits. But her... she was impulsive, head-strong. They were nothing alike. How could they have selected the two of them to be married.<br/><br/>He hadn't expected her to run away after a quick word of his, though. He hadn't known what to expect, but that had been the lowest on the list. Slap, kick, bite, scowl, snap back, make another quip right back at him. Not run. Never run.<br/><br/>He felt bad suddenly. He had hurt her, somehow. He scowled, and looked down, not wanting to catch the eye of her friends. He realized that she might have painted him as a villain in their eyes. He nodded," I am sorry to have intruded... I...," He pointed in the direction that Nilofer had gone to," I'll... I'll see if I can talk to her..." He didn't know why he felt the need to explain to them. But he spun his heel, and went off in her direction. She knew this place better then him, but he was quicker, and he cornered her somewhere private, and he took her hand," Wait..." He had spun her around," I need to talk to you."