Recent content by Mila Litwin

The new arrival simply offered a nod in response to the Duke's words. Her gaze scanning over him momentarily, examining each of his features- they gave away he was a man with atleast some notable past, judging by the scars, at the very least, albeit, she didn't think much else past that, before...

Outside the castle's keep, Mila Litwin strolled into the surrounding area, having just completed some side-job. A simple enough affair, one of the local farmers tasked with sending a carriage of their monthly grain supplies to the Duke needed escort and protection for their carriage. It seemed...

Mila simply let out a grunt in response to both the magic users words, shaking her head; "Evidently so, you've been acting fine thus far. It's yet to be seen if you keep that up though, or if it's just some act." snarling out under her breath, before opting to simply turn around once again, and...

"Wizard of nowhere." Mila repeats Belmont's words in a flat tone, the first time she's actually spoken Common thus far- her pronunciations noticeably rough and un-practiced. Her attention soon after snaps back onto Belmont, none the less, glancing the male over in a brief of idle examination...

Mila's gaze continued idle examination of the surrounding area, various corpses being examined and stared at for an uncomfortable period of time, and the duo of magic users rather noticeably being examined, before the aforementioned cloth was offered out. Litwin offered little more than a shrug...

Amidst all the carnage and fighting ongoing outside, another occupant sat inside the previously occupied carriage, completely oblivious to whatever ordeal was occuring on the outside. A crimson-haired female, originating from a much too similar-land as the rest of the entourage, paid a hefty sum...

Mila Litwin Biographical information Birthplace Eastern Empire Born Died Age 24 Home Physical description Race...