"Sorry for bringing it up. Most everyone has a bad past but some are more willing to tell about it." I say rembering my own past.

Sylric Tassarion

"It's... ok. You didn't know." I sighed. With time, perhaps I will tell. If I can trust the others to keep a secret. My sigh became a yawn, and I covered it with one hand. "My apologies, I am rather tired. I should probably get some rest." I was not sure how early or late it was, or whether there were any activities in the rest of the day, but I at least needed to nap for half an hour. "I can stay awake a little longer if you would like, however."

"No it's okay." I say as I climb into bed and lay down.

"If you are to stay up longer, I request you remain as quiet as possible" Sylver said, laying down with Ambrosia next to her, though her eyes were soften than before as she looked over to Sylric, but only for a brief moment as she returned to her usual high and mighty appearance, closing her eyes as she tried to fall asleep.

Quinn sighed, then removed her armor and curled up under the sheets, ready to sleep. She peeked at the others, who were doing the same.

Cautiously, she pulled the sheets over her head so the other bunking recruits wouldn't recognize her.

Sylver curled up with Ambrosia, the two falling asleep.


"Alright guys, go to sleep now, we have stuff to do tomorrow!" Willow told her companions, trying to shoo them into their beds. After a bit of arguing, she finally just gave up and got her own room, going to sleep.

(My replies will probably be short and not particularly frequent this week, sorry. I'm busy, but also something quite serious has happened with a friend of mine, and it's a bit of a mess and proving to be very difficult to sort out.)

Sylric Tassarion

After stretching for a moment, I unlatched my armour and left it in a neat pile by the side of the bed. It was difficult to get off, the hinges stiff and unresponsive to my fingers, and it was rather tight-fitting, but, nevertheless, it was what I was stuck with for a while.

The beds may not have been comfortable to the others, but, for myself, it was a luxury. Tilting my head back and pressing the back further and further into the pillow, I let out a satisfied sigh. I pulled the duvet over myself, and turned onto my side, facing as few people as possible. When my eyes flickered shut, I felt the warmth of sleep embrace me almost immediately, and my consciousness drifted away as a comforting blackness entered my mind.

When I finally fall asleep my demons come back to haunt me.
(Asleep)
"Hi. Do you still regret killing him." It asks.
"Go away!" I say covering my ears and use my magic to force myself to wake up
(Awake)
I jump awake knowing that I will always regret killing that little girl that was with those rouges. But she had gone insane from dark magic and she said to me herself if I can't save her then kill her to spare her from the pain.

Quinn rushed to Draycil's side, shaking the girl. She had been muttering things. Quinn shook her awake. "Are you alright? You were having quite a fitful sleep!"

"No I'm good it's just that little girl I killed that choice will haunt me forever." I say wondering if she ever had any siblings.