<em>[Port Calin; RY 769; Resonating Fire of Justice]</em><br/><br/>Murder...murder was always terrible...and it was confused the orange haired woman.  Why would anyone want to stain and taint their soul for all of eternity by taking another's life?  it always seemed so confusing and odd. And some how contradictory.  However, she knew sometimes one had to take another life - for self-defense or in the name of your people.  However, one must never grow to used to or develop and fondness or pride in it.<br/><br/>She had heard recently of a matter today involving a hunt where many of the people upon the hunt were killed viciously and with great strength.  Furthermore, a young girl was still unaccounted for, perhaps having been taken by the very beings who killed the small hunting party.<br/><br/>The young soldier - having managed to exalt with no witnesses luckily - had never had to kill to hide her secret, however she had known of many who had.  And she could tell the tell tale signs of a story gone wrong.  Continuing to hide her true origin and purpose, Resonating has  taken up the task from her General to find out what had happened, hoping to get the true story.  Her travels had led her to a small tavern where she hoped to stay for the night.  She planned to get an early start the next morning, hopefully to find the tracks of the creatures who had slain the party.<br/><br/>As she drank and ate, she began to hear the waitresses joke about an inebriated warrior woman in the far back of the room.  She turned around and saw the lady sitting out back and instantly felt sorry for her.  She could feel here another kindred soul...someone who was lonely and sad.   Someone who was trying to forget....<br/><br/>She stood up and slowly walked towards the woman at the far side of the tavern.  She said down next to her. "Hey there... you seem to have had a few more than usual...You sure you're all right?"  She asked in a soft friendly smile.<br/>