Miracle Corgi
yawning
Luka Vandevelde
Jonah Sunore
Jonah straightened up, "They're still back there fighting. I have a feeling we might run into them again." He said aloud, still caught as if he were in a daydream. He suddenly remembered that Lance was talking to him and turned his head slightly, still scouting the area with his gaze, but he didn't want to be outright rude to Lance. "I was down in the village, I thought I could gather some intelligence. In reality, I just sat around with a couple of old travelers. They almost got me to stay and play a game of cards with them, but I didn't feel like taking a grandpa's food money in poker." He smirked, looking at Lance directly now before he turned his attention back to the area.
"You're incredible!" Luka gushed, feeling stamina returning to her due to Cereth, but also enthused by the duo's abilities in backing her up. "I should owe you a meal!" She continued, smiling. "I'm Luka Vandevelde." She drew her rapier and turned around, her eyes darting around the area. There were small flames and burn marks now, her eyes followed them to the culprit, another one of the strangers that had gone off to help pull up someone hanging by the cliff edge. "You have quite the party." She said, drawing her blade once again as she watched for more personas to attack. "Some hot heads, literally and metaphorically." She smirked.Cereth stood, trembling, but tall "What's your name? And thank you for helping us."
With the urgency of the situation, Cereth acted without thinking. Her fear tried its best to slow her down, but she fought it back. But with her fragility, even a small accident could break her.
Jonah Sunore
Rauda swept over the battlefield, eyeing the fight from above. She glided far enough upward, putting a safe distance between the group and herself, sharing the sight with Jonah."Jonah, Where have you been all this time?"
Jonah straightened up, "They're still back there fighting. I have a feeling we might run into them again." He said aloud, still caught as if he were in a daydream. He suddenly remembered that Lance was talking to him and turned his head slightly, still scouting the area with his gaze, but he didn't want to be outright rude to Lance. "I was down in the village, I thought I could gather some intelligence. In reality, I just sat around with a couple of old travelers. They almost got me to stay and play a game of cards with them, but I didn't feel like taking a grandpa's food money in poker." He smirked, looking at Lance directly now before he turned his attention back to the area.