Sylver decided to go to find some food for Ambrosia, who was feeling slightly hungry at the time. Once they were alone, Sylver finally spoke. "Hey 'brosie, when do you think we'll get to go out and fight? I hope it's soon, but I'm a bit nervous about it" Sylver spoke in a soft voice

"Why did you run I wouldn't turn you in because I understand the feeling." I say as I fidget with my dimond dragon amulet.

Quinn jumped at the voice. She looked up in shock. It was the girl from earlier. "You recognized me? And what do you mean...oh..." She remembered the girl had been accused of killing her family, while she actually hadn't.

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Sylric Tassarion

I was left feeling a little dizzy. Lowering my weapon, I made the decision that it was not wise to continue. I carefully placed it back into my sheath, and, folding my arms across my chest, I began to make my way back to the bunker, somewhat disheartened by my sudden turn towards a more negative condition. Perhaps I just need to rest for a moment. It is not wise that I should push myself too hard on the first day, and be unable to partake in anything for a while.

During my walk down the corridors, I contemplated my plan ahead. Although it had, at first, seemed rather simple, just seeing a few of the other people that I would spend my time with was making me nervous that I may not complete what I set out to do. And with every day that crawled by, I was more and more anxious for my sister's safety in the hands of those bandits. The mere image of her face sent a shiver through my whole body.

Once I reached the door of the bunker, I heard two voices from inside. I pushed the door open very slightly, and, seeing that I was intruding on a conversation, I swiftly withdrew from it as if it were laced with poison. I shook my head a little. No matter. I shall go for a walk. I turned, but, upon hearing a few more words, I paused, my ears twitching.

I turn arround and walk to the door and violently grab the person standing outside. "You should know better than to snoop on an elf." I say in a regal voice as I drag him inside the room and use magic to lock the door.

Sylric Tassarion

I found myself swiftly in the grasp of the half-elf from earlier. My eyes immediately widened. Judging by the garb... a highborn. No, that was not my intent at all! Despite her assumption that I had been listening in purposefully, I did not protest. After all, she was many leagues above me in status.

"My apologies, miss." I remained respectful, despite the vice-like grip she held me in. "I was merely passing by; I realised that you were speaking and I was about to leave. Please forgive me for lingering for too long." I would have gone on one knee to say such things, but I was afraid that breaking her hold on me would only cause her to be angrier. My gaze went to the floor - I was in no position to make eye contact with her.

A few agonising seconds passed. My whole body was rigid with anticipation as to what she would say in response to that. If I have angered her...

It was then that I noticed the other in the room, and my blood ran cold. Another highborn... This is not a favourable situation.

"It is not nice to snoop around and sorry if I have scared you."I say letting go of him and checking to see if I had hurt him.

Quinn strode up to him, then eyed him- it was the same one who had been watching her earlier. Instead of threatening him with her bow, she held up one finger right in front of his face- the same way her mother did to scold her when she was younger. "You won't tell?"

Sylver walked into the bunker, looking around at the people inside, she just sighed. "Please cease any of this foolishness you have going on here, I'm here for business, and business alone, I don't need any of you getting in my way" she stated, sitting down on her bed, taking on an intimidating demeanor.