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Tilting his head a little, he realized that he was sending out calming waves to them both, having to stop since his presence would often send people into whatever mood he wished them to be in or was in himself. "They may go and gather some more troops for us, but they shouldn't be far behind. They are still in Aduial at the moment." Vadász answered, his violet eyes glancing from Cori to Selena then.

Vadász turned his gaze to Selena, nodding with a light sigh. "Yes, she did. He already did, Leena calmed him though." He often wondered if the queen had an empathy of her own, but she had already told him that she didn't. "I'd offer to help, but I was banished from here ages ago." He bowed his head, remembering how Leena had found him as a hawk and took him into her care.

He said nothing to that, he would probably get punched anyways knowing how the two of them got along. And Leena tries to keep the peace... he sighed lightly, raising an eyebrow to her question. He couldn't help but feel relieved at the fact that she withdrew the question, nodding his head once to her. "Thank you... Leena can tell you if you really wish to know." He murmured, looking off to the distance. "I see, I assume you will rest until then before moving on?"

Vadász nodded to Cori, sitting down where he was, scratching behind his head. Hopefully Leena would be coming along with Roran. I wonder when she wants me to go back to Mereth to let them know when to come... Or will she send a bat to do the job? he mused to himself, stretching out on the ground with a yawn.

Vadász turned his head to look at the princess, well, at least as best as he could from the angle he was at. "Well, good reason to rest. I can keep the first watch." He offered, pushing himself up so he was sitting on his elbows, tilting his head a little as he looked at the Princess. He had no comment to her previous statement, still relieved that his story didn't need to be told.

She nodded with a soft smile, chuckling a little. "You're welcome. Alright, hopefully there won't be a time when I'm not around when they need you though." She was looking at her hair now, feeling the lightness of her head now. She was about to bring up her hood when she paused, tilting her head noticing the second rumble that wasn't from horses. The yelp confirmed it. Turning Sebesen, she was stroking her neck slowly to keep her calm, watching calmly as the werewolf bounded toward them. Her eyes did shift down to Roran since they seemed to know each other. She could tell that it was a werewolf and not just some normal wolf, flashing the wolf a smile.

Her golden eyes then returned to Roran, bringing the mask up over her face now. As he stopped, she seemed to consider him a little, then pulling up her hood. "If you say so. Who is your friend if I may inquire?" She asked, glancing to the wolf as it followed, pausing again before her hands darted out, catching two needles that were aimed for their necks. The gold in her eyes flashed, a glow surrounding the inner part of her hood, sucking in the air, hearing the mans scream as his spirit was swallowed by her. Dropping the needles with disgust, she closed her eyes, seeming to shrink a bit as she turned her head towards Roran. "Forgive me, that was rather rude." She was a little worried about his reaction, not many people really approved of necromancy. Touching a hand to her chest, she pulled out the soul she just ate, seeming to pull a darkness from it's hand, then letting it go. She placed the shadow into a bottle at her side where there were other shards of dark crystals. She would cleanse them later, touching her head before straightening, having Sebesen move at a faster trot. "The army will be with Eve and the others by nightfall." Her fatigue could wait, figured that he would want them moving. "Menjünk, Sebesen, Gyors." She whispered to their horses, galloping off quickly to follow after the elven army.

He smiled and saluted lazily to her, "Aye, I will." He pushed himself into an upright position, seeming quite relaxed, twirling a dagger between his fingers. Occasionally he tossed it into the air, stopping after a few moments. He looked up to the sky, thinking of what would happen if he were found here. Executed. No matter what diplomatic protection I may have. He chuckled sadly, turning his gaze to the sleeping princess.