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Foster sat perched on the roof, shrouded in the shadows, his cloak swaying slightly as a breeze rushed by. Personally, he did not like the light, but at night, however.... His mind roved to the bloody tome that the purple eyed one had been reading. Was it a tome of magic? Perhaps it had been behind the destruction of the roof he was currently residing upon, but he doubted it; this looked more physical than anything. Foster had a feeling that the fox matron of the tavern would soon be pestering again but gave it little thought. He was, however, interested in the dead co-owner she had mentioned. If he could find the grave-site, then perhaps he would have another corpse slave under his dominion.

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Yusa sat in the moonlight. "Can't die" He muttered darkly. "Not even if i want to" he hissed softly and looked at his hand. Just his hands alone had torn the dreams of women and children. Those people who would never find the way out of the void.

Yusa was never a religious person. Being blessed with bad luck he didn't believe in gods and deities of such. To him the statues were just that. Rock carved into the shape of people who had once walked the land. But he closed his eyes this once and muttered a single prayer for the ones he had left lonely. He knew how they felt. He too was alone, inside, nobody understood what it felt to be outcasted like he was. Outcasted for being right, absurd in such a society where even murdering your neighbours mother was right for one way or another.

No, not Yusa Misaku, he was wrong for saving a girl who needed help. Hissing he wondered where the honour of his original race had gone. "Moredhel are more honourable" he growled out loud, using the true name of the accursed elven race of Dark elves he launched a fireball into the forest. He watched as it light the eyes of owls before exploding against a tree scorching the bark

Suii, lifting her head off of her front talons, a noise like two heavy rocks grinding against each other as she did so, stared at the girl. Tears continuously falling down her muzzle, she laid her head back down. Her body had become almost crystalline; see though.

She blinked at the girl for a moment. "I have to. My life, all of it, is buried beneath me. My life would only be hell if i survived. I would be so guilty, knowing that i survived and he did not." The feathery tip of her now pale sky blue, laboured tail slid up to heavily slide across Ooka's cheek. "I will be with him when I am dead. I'll be with him." Her tails dropped like a rock, leaving a small indentation in the packed earth. Sliding back to her coils, it curled around itself in front of her; forming a heart in it's shape. Her breathing became laboured like her moving. Tears still falling, her scales turned a clearer shade. One could now make out the pile over rocks she had curled around.

"I know. I still should have been there to take the blow for him." her head lay flat to the ground; chin pressed flat to it. Tears creating a small puddle beneath her muzzle, she wheezed as her scales grew further transparent.

Her muzzle parted, a sound like rocks grinding coming form deep in her throat. "You honestly do not understand. I cannot stop it. I was bound to him with my life. His is gone, now mine is leaving to go be with his." she fell silent once again, talons hardening to the point that she could not move the now solidly clear diamond. "He is....decomposing beneath me....." Her speech was laboured now; wheezes coming in quick, short, painful bursts. Her tail hardened into the gem; said completeness spreading up her tail like rapidly freezing water.

She looked up at Ooka critically. "Oh Please. You didn't know me long enough to really care. though I am grateful." Her front paws were diamond, Her hind legs had turned to diamond; slowly spreading up her back. Her tears fell faster.