[22:19] Finley says, "He's been rather profane in public on more occasion that once. Having kept Ilsa out of his clutches seemed to upset him and make him feel the need to insult me with some rather vulgar comments."
[22:20] Thadria Apeiros asks, "Has anyone seen Lady Asta?"
[22:20] Finley says, "I'll have a word with him next he's in town."
[22:20] Theo says, "Thank you."
[22:20] Zefa says, "... Basten?...Is it?..."
[22:21] Theo says, "... Mm. Zefa."
[22:21] Theo says, "Yeah."
[22:21] Theo says, "It's him."
[22:21] Zefa says, "He needs to bee stopped..."
[22:21] Theo asks, ".. Eh?"
[22:22] Zefa says, "Mhm... I have seen him walking around and breaking more then one heart... Me.. Amearilde... It is those which we knows, yet a gardener is known to have more then one flowers..."
[22:22] Amaerilde asks, "Stopped..?"
[22:22] Amaerilde asks, "... I'm a bit curious, but -has- there been others?"
[22:23] Amaerilde says, "Beyond you and I."
[22:23] Zefa says, "Ella..."
[22:23] Finley asks, "Tonak's wife?"
[22:23] Zefa says, "mhm..."
[22:23] Finley says, "I was unaware.."
[22:24] Amaerilde says, "I assume it was the same song and dance. Tugged her along and hit her with a sudden bomb."
[22:24] Theo says, "...."
[22:24] Theo asks, "Dude, what the hell?"
[22:24] Zefa says, "Mhm... He is one which willl never allow a single obstacle lies on his way... It is obvious as a forger..."
[22:24] Theo says, "Tonak's -wife?-"
[22:24] Finley says, "Are they married yet."
[22:25] Finley says, "I don't know.."
[22:25] Finley rubs his forehead.
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[22:25] Amalia Hargrave says, "I thought they were married..."
[22:25] Amaerilde says, "He came to me today to ask that I reconsider things, yet continued to insist it was impossible for him to love just 'one woman'."
[22:25] Amaerilde asks, "... Did he talk to you today too?"
[22:25] Zefa says, "You have the freedom to believe me or not.... I am a mere voice of truth... I speak what i ee from high as a free bird... No... I have spoken to him before he could... "
[22:26] Amaerilde says, "How'd that go..? If you don't mind me asking. I'm only curious if it went any similar sort of way."
[22:27] Zefa says, "I have lost my child... It is how it had gone..."
[22:27] Amaerilde says, "--"
[22:27] Amaerilde asks, "You-... You lost your child?"
[22:27] Zefa nods.
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[22:27] Amaerilde asks, "... Willingly? Or?"
[22:27] Theo says, "......................."
[22:29] Zefa says, "If i had the choice.... I would have kept it, yet.... He decided to keep it... Raising him as a Rhoynish... I told the child to follow the wind if he wants to find me one day..."
[22:29] Amaerilde asks, "So. So he made you give the child up?"
[22:29] Amaerilde says, "I want to be very clear on this."
[22:29] Zefa says, "Mhm..."
[22:30] Finley says, "I'm unclear on Rhoynish customs when it comes to custody."
[22:31] Zefa says, "I have come to truly understand it whilst living years with them, being one which listened to their deepest feelings and thoughts... Hearing the expreiences they acquired from those days and night... Those torrent of winds and rains and those little sunshine that reminds them that warmth exists in a world where winter seems endless..."
[22:32] Zefa says, "As much as i understand them... I also struggles to find my way within their cultures... They tend to be nostalgic..."
[22:32] Slowly, her fingers curl into fists again. "... I don't mind customs all that much when he treats women like the only thing they're good for is their wombs." Suddenly did the air begin to swelter around her, reminiscent of the desert air.

"All he used to talk about was having multiple women bare his children, and he goes and takes hers?" It was messed up. Unforgivable. It sickened her.

"Forgive me, for if I see his face? I'm going to break it. Culturally."
(Amaerilde)
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[22:33] Theo says, ".. What a mess."
[22:43] Honestly... It is far from being the most terrible thing Zefa had ever experienced. It is not for no reasons she advance within that existential yet so slowly. The bag of experiences growing heavy by that abrupt past she lived. Perceiving the crossing paths being shattered before her, it is the reason why she call herself a free bird, as she had taken the decision to spread her wings and fly above the tree, between the two crossed paths. Those paths being her parents.

Basten is not the first attempt to feel love. She did attempted before and her heart is now broken, it may be difficult to fix it. Hopefully, that crown of golden and orange flowers emanates an arcane flow that allows her feelings to be soothed. A gifted given in order to fix her broken heart, in order to embrace to acceptance of fate, acknowledging the each grains of the existential hourglass falls and when the last grain fall, it ends.

The usual greyish fatigued gaze soon grown dim by suddent passing glimmers.

She acknowledged the woman's anger, she knows there is nothing to do. Nor to say. A first step was made in order to approach her, then... Once she was near. The woman of wing blue as the guiding waves of the ocean was brought into a hug.

She stood silent, merely embracing her in hope to make it feel better. Sometimes, having someone which pass through the same thing merely helps.
(Zefa)
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[22:44] August lux Astor says, "Greetings."
[22:45] August lux Astor says, "We come in peace, seeking a meeting with Regulus and your High Lady."
[22:46] Arch says, "Huh."
[22:47] Amy turns to view August at his introduction viewing the pair of them curiously before she nods towards them. "Welcome to Myllenoris, August." She would say in simple response before she falls silent to let Finley say whatever it was he intended.
(Amalia Hargrave)
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[22:48] To the touch, Amaerilde was heated, but not anywhere close to being like that of a fire. Zefa wouldn't be burned, but she'd definitely grow way warmer than before in a matter of seconds.

She was silent for a moment, considering her options. She wanted to be angry. She wanted to fume. But-...

With a sigh, she can do nothing more than relent. "I'll be fine, Zefa. I'll still likely try to break his face, but-... Perhaps a little more gently once I've cooled off." She sighed. It was hard to breathe fire when someone went and attached themselves to her like that.

But with the sound of someone else's approach, Amaerilde turns slowly, careful not to disturb Zefa in the brief embrace they shared. A brow quirked, especially at the sight of those who approached.
(Amaerilde)
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[22:50] Finley was watching the quiet and somber scene play out between Amaerilde and Zefa play out as they all thought on their past wounds and sorrows. It was a quiet moment, but one that the Mistseer didn't expect to be suddenly interrupted by the small boat bumping into the dock. Normally he'd be attentive to the waves and who was on them but given his focus was elsewhere, he figured it just another simple fishing boat.

It wasn't until he heard August's voice that he abruptly turned, staring with that piercing gaze of his at one of the last men he'd expect to see here on Myllenoris' shore.

"Radiant August Astor.." he said, his tone neutral, his aura cold. There's an instinctive move to his revolver, with his right, crystal hand, but it only rests there on the butt rather than drawing it entirely.

"A meeting. We hadn't received word of any kind of parley." He looked passed August to Eric, then back to the Radiant again. Two Order knights hadn't really come all this way believing the docks of Myllenoris would be where they could handle the inner defenses of the kingdom... right?

He accepted the reasoning as truth after a pause and waved for the two to follow.

"Unexpected. But come. We'll find her and speak."
(Finley)
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[22:50] Zefa says, "Hm..."
[22:51] Arch says, "Temple. Far right room, may be locked."
[22:51] August lux Astor says, "Good, good."
[22:51] Arch says, "Just met with them."
[22:51] Finley says, "Thank you, Arch."
[22:51] Arch says, "Cheers."
[22:51] Finley asks, "Is your knight coming?"
[23:02] The lithe frame dragging the taller woman under a slight, yet meaningful hug. Why- how so meaningful? Zefa is one which speaks better with other then words,her actions speaks a lot, she speaks the language of art, it is known. She has the reputation of an artist all over Esshar.

The heating frame of the taller woman is not to be unnoticed, it had somehow taken her to step back. It is a bless that Betelgeuze had gifted her that flower crown, it truly is effective, almost as soothing reed.

She allowed a light smile to bloom within her face after a tilt of her head.

"... You are free to do it... I will be quite honest… I have passed through too many tempests within my past to be too affected by them at this point... This situation is that weight that came as an addition to bring me to understand that fate is inevitable... That looking too far is no better then looking behind... Life is to adapt through it's flow...", she paused, allowing her lithe hand to gently ruffle the taller woman's hair. "... You are free to take the path you have chosen... But know that we all reach the same end... You are a beautiful flower amongst the others, perhaps even the most beautiful one... You deserve the most passionate gardener..."
(Zefa)
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[23:07] Theo whispers something.
[23:07] Theo whispers something.
[23:11] Though the air was still humid, it wasn't nearly as hot as it had been a moment ago. Bit by bit, she was calming down. Deep breaths. Her eyes closed and she inhaled slowly. Exhaled...

Breathing exercises were the key to not losing her mind sometimes.

"I won't do any permanent damage to him, but I am certainly going to make sure that third round he owes me is decisive." Confident in that much, Amaerilde takes a step back to stand beside Theo once more.

"I appreciate your words, Zefa. You deserve better and I do hope you find it. I'm just glad that you found out about his ways sooner rather than later. I'm-... Surprised he didn't tell you. Or warn you. Or anything." Amaerilde was glad he at least offered that much to her. It gave her the chance to escape before the unthinkable could happen.

Tilting her head, the ruffling done by the shorter woman is made easier. Why did she do that? Why did she go and let this woman mess up her hair so easily? She didn't know, but she did it!

And now her hair was kerfluffled.

"I hope you find peace here, at the very least. Mylleoris seems to suit you much better than the desert."
(Amaerilde)
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[23:11] Amaerilde whispers something.
[23:13] Theo says, "We hate sand."
[23:13] Theo says, "It gets everywhere."
[23:13] Zefa says, "... I am a silent one... It is known... Sometimes words are not much communicated... Perhaps i-"
[23:14] Zefa says, "I have been thinking about speaking to Finley... Inorder to join them... I have grown tired of Illburg, i need something more... Suiting..."
[23:15] Thadria Apeiros says, "Theo."
[23:15] Thadria Apeiros says, "I have to hand you this report as well, and every other Greycloak."
[23:15] Theo says, "Yeah."
[23:15] Theo says, "Go ahead."
[23:16] Zefa tilts her head.
(Zefa)
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[23:16] Zefa says, "Hm..."
[23:16] Theo says, "..."
[23:17] Zefa says, "Oh?..."
[23:17] Amaerilde asks, "Hmm?"
[23:17] Amaerilde stealthily tries to take a li'l peek at the report. She's bad at it. She's not actually stealthy.
(Amaerilde)
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[23:19] Theo would grab the report, looking it over for a time. He'd allow his eyes to go wide, reading it over again and again. "This isn't right - Excuse me?" Theo folded up the paper and put it inside of his sack, bringing a hand to rub the side of his neck. "It's.. It's nothing."

Amaerilde- Going to peek- Reads the words 'Evicerated down the eye' and 'Sinister Occult.'

Otherwise he makes no comment on it, looking between them. "Nothing at all." He smiles nervously.
(Theo)
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[23:19] Zefa says, "..."
[23:20] Amaeridle catches those few words, but it certainly wasn't enough context to fill in the blanks. "What isn't right, Theo?" She blinks. Now she's even more curious!

Especially because of that nervous smile of his. "Are you sure it's nothing?"
(Amaerilde)
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[23:21] Theo says, ".. Absolutely sure."
[23:21] Zefa says, "... Your face communicates otherwise...."
[23:22] Zefa says, "You seems.... Hm... Concerned..."
[23:22] Zefa says, "It is a terrible thing... It is?..."
[23:24] Theo says, ".. Yeah."
[23:24] Theo says, "It's pretty terrible."
[23:24] Theo says, "I don't want to worry you guys."
[23:24] Theo says, "It won't be anything that effects you."
[23:24] Theo says, "Promise."
[23:24] Zefa says, "Hm... What is it?... Mind me taking a look?.. It is out of mere curiosity..."
[23:25] Theo says, "Unfortuantely you aren't part of the Myllenoris military - I can't show you right now, Zefa."
[23:26] Theo says, "Later - When it's public."
[23:26] Zefa says, "Very well... I unerstand..."
[23:28] Theo whispers something.
[23:28] Theo says, "Right then. I believe I should turn in."
[23:28] Zefa says, "Hm... I may take my leave as well... Fare you well..."
[23:28] Amaerilde says, "Take care, Zefa."
[23:28] Zefa says, "Yourself..."