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Nemea heard about the death of Vallien she didn't have any words she only weaped, she didn't know how to feel it felt in just a short span of time people she knew had passes or died infront of her. She just weaped "I'll...miss you" was all she got out of herself.

The elfess came across the missive of the banishment of azdrazi and heralds, part of her was happy for this but anger boiled in her as she stabbed the missive into a stone wall "this f**king nation keeps allowing dangerous things into their nation I'm not going to give them a pat on the back for finally having some common sense, espically after they DEFENDED an Azdrazi and only backed down to save their skin" she took a deep breath, ripping her dagger out of the stone allowing the paper to land on the ground to which she stomped it in the ground and spitting on it and continuing about her day.

The elfess was wondering about the grove like normal when she was brought to the attention of Alucard's death, she sighed softly "another person gone...I may not have known him well but..its a shame to hear another is gone" she then continued on with her day

I very much agree with this, too many times have such people just been banned and able to walk away (Also...I have no clue why I can't get rid of the other random quote)

The elfess with her own wounds sat in a simple farm town thinking over things, when she noticed a bird swoop down to nearby aviary. She got herself to her feet and went to see if the letter was for her it indeed was, she paused for a moment before she opened the note and her heart sank as her one working eye read over the paper "pyotr.." she held back tears as her throat felt like someone had started choaking her as she forced out breaths she then remembered some and put the note away "I...I should take that paper he..gave me to his family" she muttered as she walked in a daze now to stop herself from just crying her eyes red.

A certaint frostbeard was around the city when she heard the sound of hooves, she knew that ment one thing and she chuckled. "I knew dey would have nae kept Bakir for long dem cowardly humans" she then went to go welcome the king back and see how his mini vacation was.

Cypress had been sitting in his room in pure despair of loosing his sister all not too long ago, so he had not join the others on their trip. The hours seemed to drag on forever before he could hear the hoove of steads making their return, he forced himself out of his room to go welcome his kin back home. He stepped out and was greeted by the group but with one less "where..is John?" he asked and what he got as an answer only put a deeper knot in his stomach and made his heart ache even more. Cypress didn't even say anything before he went back to his room locking himself in once more as he only began to weep more, now not only did he loose his sister, but his mentor he looked up to so much.

News of the halfings death quickly got to the elfess, she quickly made her way to honeyhill and stopped by Iris' grave and now the grave of Filibert next to it "fil...why you" she teared up as her tears then began to water the soil under her.

Cypress had noticied his sister had yet to show up back at the keep, he started getting worried as he went to look for her by going to the one place she often went. She came to the edge and noticed she was nowhere in sight and his heart began pounding "no no no please" he thought to himself as he peaked over the edge and that's when he saw her, his heart sunk and his breath became quick as teared pricked his eyes "CORAL!!!!" he screamed out.

How's it feel to have sold your soul to this place for 7 years

The elfess quickly heard news of the step down from prince by Evar'tir, she leaned back ever so slightly letting out an exhale "seems but another change aspects i feel old to have seen him throughout his whole rhein" she chuckled softly "who knew that fate would decide have me cheat death so much" she would then lean back and let her head rest against the soft grass looking up to the sky "well let's see where the tide goes to next"

The elfess was sitting by the water's shore like she often did her one working eye scanning the clear blue, she paused though as she felt the ever un-nerving shudder of nature. "another passes on..." she muttered to herself as she shook her head and stood up to go figure out who had passed.

The elfess was in elvendom, sitting by a tree as she practiced communion. After a while she stopped her eyes going back to normal, she glanced back at the now old hawksong manor and a question ran in her mind 'where has urza been?' Nemea called up her reliable bird Nix, scribbling a note telling the bird to find Urza. She sat there for hours, and no sign of her bird's return she got concerned not only for Nix but for Urza as she began running her options most likely to head out and look for the both of them.

I'm sorry qwq

The musin was heading to the home of the Grandhearts, only to see it was empty, his little ears drooped as he wandered away from it heading to the old home of his adopted high elf mother. He ran his little paw over the big door feeling his hands shake, he wrapped his little cloak tightly around him and made his way to the tavern. The tavern to no surprise was bustling with life unlike his usual perky greeting to every giant he saw. He made his way through the crowd heading to a quiet area to which he sat down, his body was weak, he knew his life was close to its closure “had had good run…” he sat by the area’s fire feeling its warmth, his eyes glancing around finding a paper and quill. Basil struggled with the quill though he wrote away, then after a good handful of time, the letter was finished and the little musin layed down keeping the letter close to him, his eyes slowly closed as his life seemed to play in his mind like an old record, the last thought in his little mind. “I will finally get to see mama and friend toast again…” Just like that the musin was gone, the only thing left for any who knew him, was the letter though the writing was not great it would read: “Hi friends, not good with writing but have practised a lot so could write, though this not great. This letter here because body can no longer run so now get to see all friends basil miss. So to all friends alive please no be sad for basil because had a good life and you all made me very happy, some of you gave me a home, sweets and love where other giants wanted to hurt. To giants that hurt musin, hope that you will treat them better though most likely wont listen to now dead musin. To any of fellow musin still around make sure to take care of fellows so that they can also have happy life, basil really tired though..so i stop this little letter but love all friends and family. Basil Grandheart

Nemea walked about the shore of the shire upon hearing the news of Alfie's passing, she picked up a rock skipping it along "another passed away..it seems..too fast" she then sat down some slight tears running down her face.

An decent aged adunian would finally make the trek home, his appreance much diffrent but he still remember his home. He would step into the elven city making his way home "mom!" he called call to no answer, he then started around the city when he heard the news. In that moment he felt like he had been hit hard by a wagon, his jaw clenched and before anyone could talk to him, he would burst out into a sprint until his lungs felt like they were on fire to which he slumped down and began senselessly sobbing. He sobbed and screamed until his throat was raw, and then forcing himself to stand from his mess of a crying heap, he stumbled his way to cartef locking the door to his small home on the way in.

The elfess sat in the shire, she held her daughter close as she did nothing more then sob "Iris...I couldn't" her voice cracked she felt weak, and a failure as Iris was now dead and she wouldn't be coming back.

“Go out into the forest with nothing more then the clothes on your back” The elfess thought this over in her head as she stepped into her home, carefully heading up to her room. She began removing the plate mail she often wore, letting out a sigh as the weight she had gotten so used to was removed, Nemea rolled her shoulders slightly as she put the blucky set away. Once the elfess was dressed in the proper attire, she picked up a paper and quill scribbling down a simple note which she put down on the table before heading out the door. so the trial begins She travelled the dirt trail as her home became further and further from view, eventually she stepped off the reliable path into the thick forest. As the time passed the elfess focused on the set thing, finding a place to set up, night came closer and closer which she knew would make it harder to navigate. Soon she heard the sound of moving water which meant one thing: a river. Nemea came up to the river and smiled slightly, her brown eyes looking about the greenery. “Seems I have found my spot” she affirmed to herself, she began collecting some dry twigs and branches, working it into a proper set up for a fire. Once the elfess was happy with her work, she grabbed some good rocks and kneeled in front of the set up of branches and twigs. THWACK The sound slightly echoed in the quiet forest continuing over and over till finally a spark formed, she then softly blew on the flame nurturing it to a nice crackling ember. Nemea moved to sit properly as she kept close to the heat “this should ne be too bad” she said to herself stretching slightly, after sometime she laid down letting her eyes fall shut. The next morning her eyes slowly opened smelling the smoke of the fire that had dwindled over the long night “well…” she said pausing to yawn “ne time to sit around got to get to work..” she got to her feet walking over to the river cupping her hands to catch some water sipping the kool clear liquid. She carefully moved over the river mindful of straying too far from her space she had made the night before. She eventually found a fallen over tree from what she could assume from a storm she could see moss growing along the decaying bark. She carefully began snapping strong pieces from the tree “can use this to make something to help catching food..” she stated to herself. She spent most of the day working on some tools using the wood which she whittled into sharp points and a lot more. As the days passed she spent a good amount of them collecting berries and other fruits though she spent some time lost while doing so, soon she decided she would hunt an animal, picking up a spear she had made she began looking for an animal. Nemea travelled looking for all the tell tale signs, eventually she noticed a clearing and standing there..was an elk. The elfess crouched down watching the elk graze about, she took some deep breaths before she took aim. The cry of the elk came as the spear hit it but..she had missed any vital point. “****” she muttered as the elk took off and she had to make chase after it until she finally caught it, and was able to kill the creature. She then pulled the spear out of it, muttering some apologies for having made the creature suffer, Nemea got back to her simple little spot, she laid the creature down and began working on putting the creature to use. That night she sat by the fire working on cooking the meat and preserving the rest, the pelt over her shoulder which she had turned into a cloak for extra warmth the bones and such making use for cutting things. She finished cooking her share for the night, grumbling as she had carelessly burnt it but she wasn’t going to let it go to waste eating it before taking her rest. She began getting a routine as the days went on, keeping a mental note of the days and they seemed to go by rather fast though it was rather peaceful with the gentle breezes. One day in particular brought attention as she noticed a change in the sky with darkening clouds and insects seeming to buzz more “mm..rain then” Nemea muttered to herself and..she was indeed right. Most of the afternoon and night of that day the rain came down hard , the elfess having to squint as she made a set up to safely put her supplies in a bag dangling from a branch which she had made with leather from her hunt. She walked around looking for shelter using the elk pelt to keep herself slightly protected from the rain. She came up to a cave stepping into it before she stopped hearing movement, Nemea squinted looking into the cave noticing animals that had taken shelter in there. She sighed softly knowing she would not want to disrupt the animals that already took shelter, she turned and headed out of the cave back into the rain. Though the night was rather cold and damp, she rested in a tree waiting out the storm, the next day least to say for the elfess was drying the pelt and herself. Luckily for her, she didn’t have too many issues past that, as the last day came to a closure she packed up her stuff and made her way back home. Nemea spent most of that night navigating the forest until she got back to the dirt path a month ago she had taken, the city came into view though it did feel rather...odd though her body was sore she had gotten used to the quiet and nothing but the sounds of nature. Once she got home she stepped inside putting away her makeshift weapons she would use later, she then went upstairs changing back into her armor and cleaned herself up. Rather then resting, she stepped outside once more whistling as a her horse came up to her, Nemea petted the horses face gently “karin’ayla llir..missed you” she then carefully hopped onto the horses back motioning the horse gently to begin galloping down the path. Her trial was over and it was time to see her teacher once more to talk about her experience

Nemea sat at home, an certaint owl would swoop down to the window sill. The elfess walked over to the window, reading over the paper she smiled softly "of course I take the role..I'll always be here to help my llir" nemea patted the owl giving her a treat before returning to what she was doing.

And red pilled? >~> @briarthorn

An elfess sat in her home with her child playing with her toys, she looked over the paper and would smile slightly "seems the river is turning into a peaceful stream" she glanced out the window "things are going well"

The Mali'ame would read over the writting a slight hum coming from her as she pondered for a moment looking unto the waters "seems the tides have changed...we'll see where this river takes us next..hopefully to calm waters once more.."

The elfess stirred awake in the early hours, something she had been use to at this point, but something else was on her mind "where is amaesil..?" She stridded over to the edge of the keep looking out onto the vast ocean, and as time passed her worry only continued on. Where did he go..?

The elfess stepped into the city of stygian a place where she visited often the darken sky something she had gotten so use to, her tired eyes scanning the area as she looked for her friend asking people "Where's vival?" That was finally when she heard the news and felt her heart sink in her chest and anger fill in herself, not only had the dragon known as azdromoth destroyed her home it now took a friend. She traveled back to the refuge camp of Elvenesse, walking up to the water she sat down picking up a rock and throwing it tears rolling down her face. "I swear I make that ******* dragon PAY not only for taking my home but a friend"