<div class="floatleft">(http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg142/ElectricBadger/cosplay__elf_ducan_by_yuegene-d4q4lvw_zpsdeb3f09e.jpg)   </div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">Nys &amp; Olivia Vendatti</span><br/>Blanqua Transmuter & Raven Familiar (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheetview.php?sheetid=1124844)<br/>Tagging: The Captain, Jia<br/><hr/><br/>Nys nodded at the report, brows furrowing slightly as he considered the various interpretations.  The wards were holding; not well, though.  The captain's words took it for granted that the defense would inevitably fail.  Not news, Nys supposed, but ominous nonetheless.<br/><br/>He didn't respond with surprise, relief or dismay to be among those chosen; in truth he'd considered it a foregone conclusion the moment the notice was delivered to old Meg's.  Nys wasn't a formal elf, nor one tolerant of belittling others for self aggrandizement, but neither did he lack a certain sense of ego, which Olivia often enjoyed pricking.<br/><br/>As they began to move after the Captain, Nys continued to quietly watch the others.  He avoided anything so obvious as staring, but in such a tight space it was simple enough to listen in, to evaluate the strengths and failings of his companions.  It would surely be an entertaining bunch, some half feral and others that seemed unlikely to have ever set foot outside of a city before.  None seemed weak, however, although perhaps a couple hid their bravery quietly, even from themselves.  Nys raised a brow slightly at the courtesan's outburst, stifling his grin as the boy showed backbone.  Or perhaps only from others.<br/><br/>Olivia, on the other hand, was more subdued by the thought of imminent doom and the plight of the nation; until she spied the gilt chandeliers in the next hallway, that is.  Her wings began to spread as she stared, mesmerized by the crystal beads suspended by fine wire below each enchanted orb.  Nys merely raised a brow, stated a firm, "No," and returned Jia's smile with a friendly wink.