DON'T KNOW WHERE I'M GOING / return

AND IT'S HALF PAST THREE
[align=center]AND I GOT ANGEL WINGS

BUT A DEVIL'S GRIN

AND ONLY ONE CAN WIN

elsweyr — tanglewood — three years

Young he sounds, and nervous as well. So she slowly relaxes a bit but not enough to let her guard down. She was unsure of who this was so there was no reason to just become relaxed. Even if the individual didn't seem like the fighting type. She never knew what someone would do. As she listened her ears pulled forward and her head slowly tilted to the side as she debated on the words leaving the other. A name was given, Roy. And then he claimed to be returning him. Returning to a ravished place and that his father was here Aurum. This information made her eyes close for a moment before she nodded her head gently. Perhaps she was too hasty with her hostility but she knew that she could not be nice to strangers that just walked in. A lesson had been learned because of the creatues that had invaded their home already. "Aurum is still here. She welcomes him back home but he has returned at a rather difficult time." Her voice dropped a bit before she took a deep breath in and she stepped around him to continue the trekk back to the village. "This one's name is Elsweyr. Beware the strangers that have taken hold of our home. They are not friends. They call themselves Coalition of the Condemned."