"I asked a question." Kass growled threatening to draw the sword. "It's equally as rude to ignor someone."

One of the hounds tugged on the long fabric of her cloak and she turned. It whimpered and she understood, turning to see the woman holding her sword. She was facing a boy with white hair adorned with feathers, and seemed rather angry about something. Rae walked over, the fabric of her cloak swishing as she stood beside Kasa. "What's wrong, Miss?"

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Blue sighed. She reached into her pocket and pulled out a few coins. She began walking to town with the coins in hand.

I roll my eyes, and gesture at my mouth. I open and close it, as if to say, No voice. I pull my hood down, revealing my cold eyes and white hair. My three feathers wave gaily in the air, and I get ready to take a defensive stance.

Skye enters the home to find her father sitting at the table obviously drunk. She tossed him the jack and looked him in the eye. "The money father." she said in a stern tone. "Yeah, yeah, here ya go!" her father replied in a state that you would only see him in when he was drunk. He tossed her a bag filled to the brim with coins. She looked at him, nodded then left, heading back into town.

"Kass please..." Erlen said pushing past the two woman and carefully approaching the new comer. "we aren't going to hurt you." He said holding his hands out to the person.
'A mute, yet in death you can hear the tiniest whisper. They are saying that they are mute. I can speak with them, let them use my voice to tell what they wish..' the ghost like king said walking to where he stood next to the younger elf.
"But we don't wish to frighten them." Erlen said to seemingly no one at his side. "Excuse me, but if you are willing...I might know a way to give you a voice for a bit."

I nod my head, my gesticulations saying, "Please, try. It won't work." I stroke one of my feathers, looking around at the marketplace.

Dakota walked with her head down, to looking at where she was going

"This might sting a bit." Erlen said stepping forward holding a hand out to the feathered person. With a bit of force he placed his hand upon their face. In an instant his hand glowed blue, and Rirosson's form took over the younger elf's.
'Speak, my voice is yours to command.' The king like elf said in a harsh tone. To the people standing by it would seem as if Erlen was simply placing a hand on (forgot gender...) the new comers face, and a spell about his hand.

Blue pulled her hood over her head before entering the town. She began looking around the town for someplace to buy food.