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Adenah l 3

Adenah toyed with the edges of her braid, and flippantly gave him a better once over now that he'd given her his attention. He was a little...weirder than most boys, but at least he was cute. And if there was a fight about to break out, it'd be safer to be by him than on her own if he didn't ditch her completely.

"So I guess you'll be coming to Jauhar, then? Since that's where all the Dretch seem to be." A battle nut, huh? At least he would be putting all that energy into keeping them safe, unlike a lot of those around here. She wasn't hearing too many earthlings pumped about helping, which was concerning. If the Alkidike fell then so would the shifters, and that didn't spell good things for Adenah.

"How good are you at fighting magic users with that spear of yours?"

Rainier || 4

Father Zekiel's words washed over him, Rain's back straightened, and he took a few deep breaths to calm himself, muttering a prayer under his breath again, his emotions weren't as stable as they had grown these past few weeks. He was a healer, he was following his calling, this entire Dretch situation justate at his self control, changing him.

His eyes were hungry as he spun to face the speaker, a woman of strange features, but with great authority. He clenched his fists as she unveiled the news, jaw working as he struggled to comprehend her words. The age old proverb "The enemy of my enemy is my friend," took on a while new meaning. It should be so easy, these creatures had made his life a living hell. Yet, to succeed on his mission, he must aid those who had invaded his homeland, abandoned his countryman to murderers, wreaked havoc on their peaceful existence. It was a cruel joke.

Rainier's gaze was stormy as he glared at the speaker, Antiope, not beingable to help but blame her for the near blasphemy that spilled from her lips. He heard an outraged voice ring out over the crowd
THERE IS NO WAY IN H--- WE SHOULD HELP THEM!
Part of him agreed, part of him wilted, should his quest end here, before it had even had a chance to really begin?

His stomach twisted in guilt at the thought. Of course not, he couldn't let the Dretch win, it didn't matter what he had to do. They would pay. No one said he had do this for the Alkidike. If his desires lines up with theirs, so be it.

"I'm going." Rain said firmly, no trace of his internal struggle carrying to his voice. "This isn't about helping the Alkidike, this is about.... Justice. Vengeance. I won't go to help the Alkidike, but I will go nonetheless. They took our people, if that is where we must go to stomp out these vermin. So be it."

Driidi
post three

Drii's immediate mental reaction to Antiope's declaration was 'better them than me', a sentiment it seemed at least one other shared rather vocally. It was the second backslide to his earlier life that he'd made today. A small wave of shame washed over the prentice, and for a moment he wondered when his cynicism had returned with such force. Probably right around the time people had started disappearing in the first place.

He stuck close to Iroia and Kiyelt but stayed quiet, documenting the earthings' reactions in his head.

Aukai Oceansoul

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Zekiel | 4

I’m going.

Zekiel’s gaze darted to Rainer, openly surprised in spite of himself for an instant. As the young man went on, however, he felt something soften anew in his posture and expression, a feeling almost akin to guilt weaving its way in with his other emotions. Of course there were many of his people who already had suffered direct personal loss at the hands of the Dretch, too, and it stood to reason that there might be many willing to fight just for that.

Whatever horrors the alkidike had brought on their lands, the fact that they now faced a matching danger ought not dissuade doing what needed to be done, and Rainer’s courage and conviction was inspiring. Privately, he chastised himself for even beginning by thinking of it in terms of enemies and friends sewn by history. Allowing past pain to influence future decisions was the root of much evil.

Still, even with Rainer’s conviction, Zekiel couldn’t help but wonder how the gods’ plan for their people wove into the connecting fates written by other deities on this foreign soil—and how they would be affected, if they mingled too intimately in the affairs of alien gods. If this was the path Rain felt was true, however, Zekiel imagined he couldn’t be the only one, and he was not about to attempt to dissuade him from his instinct.

“The gods gave you great courage,” he murmured with a bit of a smile. “I pray that their watch may extend as far as you and any others of our people might walk to face this evil…”

Kieran - 2

"Because the Dretch are worse than their worst." Replied Kieran quietly as he tightened an arm around his wife, "Admittedly I doubt that they knew the Yaeli lived where we lived when they sent their kin to us, but it does seem rather unfair to ask our people to fight for those who allowed us to suffer." His jaw clenched thoughtfully as he stood there. It truly was something to contemplate. Did they simply go back to Yael and hope that these Alks and Mainlanders could handle things on their own?


Yet he had spent quite some time on the mainland and Kieran found himself rather soft when it came to thinking of their fates. Could he simply sit back when there were battles to be fought? His glance slipped towards his daughters and he felt his heart twist, "I wouldn't want to risk them winning and getting to us next..." He admitted ever so quietly, his words hidden in the uprising of protests from the crowd.

Tytus Post 2

Tytus nodded, "I'm pretty familiar with them myself..." At the words he glanced down to his hybrid son with a soft smile. He just hoped none of the Yaeli mistook Valek for one of their own at first glance! Would be slightly awkward to be accused of kidnapping my own child. At the question from the other soldier Tytus nodded, "It always helps to have some weapons in the crowd just in case." He shifted, his lance laying comfortably against his upper arm, "Though with that news I doubt we can get much control."

While he wasn't from Yael he could only imagine what it was like to be asked to help those that had harmed them. His own jaw clenched at the thought as he too was not fond of the Alkidikes, especially considering that their war was what had taken his father's life in the first place. Did they truly have to assist them like this?

Saraf Post 3

Had that child always been there? He supposed that he'd been too caught up in looking around for potential threats to notice. He looked as though he was one of the Yaeli, but with a few things here and there that spoke of Oban blood. So a child of mixed heritage, somewhat like his own sons but with a mother from a more distant land. He gave the child a glance, then a nod, "So I see." He wasn't judging, given how own wife there was no way he could without appearing like a real jerk.

Looking around for a moment he said, "It would see as though we needn't worry as much about the Dretch here. Though we now have to consider what we want to do going forward, as individuals and as soldiers." He had no drive to go to war for someone else. He had a family here to protect, his people, his king and his country, those were the sorts of things that he'd draw his sword for. Leaving Oba to go help the Alkidike though, did he have that in him? It was something he'd need to talk with Arima about, to see what she thought about that. Anything he did would also involve her and their sons after all.