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Emmeline said little else as she picked up her gait to follow after Njall as they sought Turos. Her own mind kept weaving through the possibilities; through the fact that she'd come here in search of someone just as much as the monstrous vampires had. And she was so damned terrified of what the...

The downward drive caused by the arcane lightning was just enough to save Emmeline from being skewered by the wyvern's barb. Her heart pounded in her chest, face red from the exertion which seemed to be a constant side effect of a warrior like herself wandering outside the comfort of Alliria...

Any thoughts Emmaline planned to express were pushed to the back of her mind before she could voice them. Instead there was a shift in the movement around them, one that brought the woman's hands to the hilts of her blades as she dipped her head toward Ruka. "As the woman says," she offered in...

"What do monsters seek?" The way in which Emmeline spoke was almost rhetorical, but she didn't linger around them long enough for an answer anyway. She sought to assist the hunters with barricading the larger entry room they were in to the small manse. As she moved, her mind grasped uselessly at...

"Blight Cairn?" Emmeline echoed, the phrase outside of her known vernacular. She wasn't a scholar, and her knowledge of magic was limited to what one might encounter in a city, not those that required massacres. The howling cries of the monstrous vampires echoed again, closer. Emmeline was...

Emmeline did not have time to acknowledge the removal of one of the wyverns's tail; the second had caught wind of the blood, its nostrils flaring as its companion loosed a bellow of agony. The warrior staggered, and the shift of her stance almost proved deadly. The wyvern still in possession of...

Though Emmeline did not speak, the corners of her mouth dipped. She thought of her home, and how she immediately sought training and employment after their parents were slaughtered. As if on cue, a sharp phantom pain shot through her chest and her jaw tensed. When it passed, the former guard...

Emmeline had some how anticipated the creature to be larger than it was and it wasn't until she'd finished with the townsfolk spreading the message to seek cover that looked back and saw the second. There were two wyverns and two of them. And while she could not speak for Eren, Emmeline...

With a push of body, the woman's leg swung over the horse and she leapt to the ground. Her gaze did not leave the approaching wyvern. There was not enough time to go to every house and urge they take cover. Instead, they would need to rely on and hope that the message could be relayed quickly...

Emmeline listened in a sort of silence that almost seemed eager. Perhaps she was enjoying this hunting thing a bit more than she let on, but it was a huge change from the familiar streets and faces of Alliria. And the dangers that came with traipsing around the world were almost entirely alien...

Emmeline grew quiet once more as the clacking hooves of their horses slowed for entry into the small town. As they made their way down what must be the main thoroughfare, the woman's gaze swept over the cowering citizens. A few children, terrified eyes wide, peeked around corners of homes that...

It was the early hours of the morning, and watch shifted only a few hours before. It was Njall's turn to sleep, and thinking that Turos probably needed more as well, the once-guard with a penchant for overnight shifts found herself reminiscing about her days within the city. Sure, she could...

Emmeline's lips parted, fully prepared to answer in a manner quite amenable to the more militaristic type. There was no need though, the ogress took control of the situation and answered Damir for the two of them. Her chin lived slightly, indicating that she supported what Ruka Kargatal claimed...

Emmeline watched as he surveyed the map, and when he was done she took it if only to try and familiarize herself better with the area around them. Then he was gone, leaving her behind and uncomfortable upon a beast she'd never ridden upon before. She wasn't sure what he said, but the driving of...

Emmeline's jaw tightened, fighting the smirk that threatened to take her lips. "Yeah, different breeds. At least one acts more for survival, and less for want of coin," she agreed. Her gaze watched Turos move past, and her body ached to be free of its entrapment. A bath would be necessary too...