<div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/oHNvtuN.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Name</strong>:<br/>Excellence Spelloyal<br/><strong>Location:</strong><br/>Elsir Vale, Approaching Drellin's Ferry<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong><br/>Everyone<br/><strong>Content</strong>:<br/>So...is Sully a total cutie or what?<br/><hr/><br/>Despite being in one of her more...sympathetic moods, upon the conclusion of her little song, Excellence made no moves to aid in getting the corpses settled in the back of the carriage: She performed out of pity for their souls, but those peoples corpses were nothing but hindrances. Smelly ones at that. As far as she was concerned, these acts of pity only stood to hinder them--but she hardly cared enough to protest when Lillian seemed so passionate about it. Excellence might condone their actions, but she wouldn't comply, especially not voluntarily. It wasn't her idea to deal with them, and there seemed to be no net benefit to be gained from doing so. Why should she bother?<br/><br/>"Aren't you a little big for this? For a dog, you're quite the scaredy cat." Excellence playfully taunted the dog that rested his head upon her lap, lightly offering it some form of comfort by gently petting his head until his owner wandered over. She seemed content pet Sully to her heart's content, running her fingers through his fur idly as she hummed softly.