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Auren arched an eyebrow at the bear and stared at him with an incredulous look. More... "Are you serious!?" then "Ohshi-!"

When the bear came crashing down, Auren caught the bear somewhat easily, stopping it dead in its tracks. "...Wanna wrestle?" He asked the bear with an amused grin.

To be honest, tussling with bear seemed like a Really Good Idea. That also meant that he would regret this later.

Auren got to his feet and tapped at the door's frame.

"Are you alright, Your Highness?" he called out softly. To be honest, he didn't think of the bear's antics as much.

Then again, she just shattered her own door to scream at the pair. Ah well.

"Perfectly fine. I'm designed and built tougher then what a simple bear can dish out." Auren replied softly. His wings started glowing in the moonlight, giving him a soft backlight.

Auren looked at the moon through the window. For some reason, night made him feel the most alive. Perhaps it was because it was when he suffered his accident, and thus had a special connection to it.

But that was all ruminations. It didn't matter much, really.

"Go back to sleep, Your Highness." he said softly "I expect there to be no more trouble tonight."

Auren went back to his pacing, senses fully extended. It was an old, old duty. Far older then Oriana or even Auren himself. And he was -ancient-. Oriana was only a mere fifth of his age or so. It was the ancient duty of the Huscarl. To protect that was most sacred. Home, Temple, and Family.

Auren sighed and looked up at the moon again at the window at the end of the hall. It was the same as he had always seen it. Never changing, never... doing anything. It was static. Stuck.

Just like how he was. However, was his fate brought to him on his own, or was it just like the Moon. Physics and Fate decreed it so in a rare agreement?

Perhaps my own will to stay the same regardless of the years has been a bad one? Probably, b*****d Monster. Feh, what could she possibly see in a monster in me -- Wait, she? Nowait, yeah. She. My future wife. Who knows. I may be considered handsome and attractive but one sight of my true form would send her running.

Nah, she wouldn't. She would know about it, and accept that as part of you.


Feh. Yeah right. A monster is a monster. There are no degrees of separation between the two, honored Monster.

He shook his head, clearing the thoughts from his head and resumed pacing up and down the hall, waiting for sun-rise.

Kalas looked at the men below. "After what I did to them all.. I feel like i deserved it." She placed her staff on her back and looked at Guen. "I was the one to make a first strike. Naturally you should be doing the same thing to me."

Auren hadn't said a word, simply leaning against the wall when she ran by and silently followed her, almost like a shadow. Of course, she didn't even notice that she had eight pairs of hands helping her get ready for the day.

The Huscarl took his place at the door frame, leaning against it. "I'll pass on breakfast, I'm not hungry and don't need to eat yet. I will, however, take a glass of water if you don't mind, my Lord."

"Ah yes." Auren procured a list from a pocket. "On this piece of paper are ten names and addresses in Rodasia and Enthelda. Send the payments in sections of five thousand, then one thousand. It's a security measure as I'm sure you can understand."

Auren handed off the list and took the water, chugged it, and set it on the table. "Thank you lo- Damir."