Thread: Pynti-Peldot

Name Nickname Celeste Race Elf Attire Leather, Tribal-looking, beige tunic slightly low-cut, black pants, black cloak, beige boots Weapon Longbow upon her back , Dagger Sheathed near her right hip . Location Pynti-Peldot inside the Inn of the Snowy Eagle, inside her own room 5th door on the right. Tagging DAAnyone. Time TA 3018, March 1, evening. Everyone else had taken their turn and Celeste was both content but astounded that Vaemyr was also like herself, seeking out the same goal. She smiled, incredibly proud at having been able to speak up and reveal herself to the others. Finally, it was Teemu's turn ... and his words made a fury within her begin to emerge. Each phrase made the desire worse, even more, and finally - like a twig that had been snapped upon and broken, she stood up to her feet. Her arms instantly went over her chest as she made fists, a firm set of resolve and determination in both her eyes and voice now. Even if she had wanted to turn back by this point, it was way too late for Celeste to begin doing that. He hadn't just insulted her, she had little doubts on that. Vaemyr, she doubted, would have taken these words much more better himself. Even if she'd kept her calm, he wouldn't have or so she guessed. Later, Vaemyr. She murmured softly to him, hinting she had indeed heard his words and suggestions. Allowing the pause to linger in the air between herself and Teemu, she controlled herself enough to where her voice was still firm but not sounding as if she were threatening him, merely stating facts. It's true and not. Yes, an individual that does not reside here did send the curse over the land. However that does not begin to mean none of us would wish to help. As Vaemyr said, along with myself, we both seek to fix what has been wronged. Why? Because we know things shouldn't be how they are now. It's as simple as that, really. We have given up much to work hard on even beginning that. You would really say such harsh words to those who are trying to aid out? Another pause hovered over them as she allowed him to think over all he had just said and what she was doing so to him. A slow nod to herself was given and then Celeste continued, I will let this one slide. Like yourself, I'm honestly a bit weary also. It would likely be best if we both headed up to our chambers and got some rest. But next time .... I will not give this generosity out. My kin might be known to being deemed 'frail' but when we find our fortes, we excel at them. Mine is hunting and it's like the old saying goes. You can't hit what you can't see, now can you? To her, it had been much more of a warning than a threat. The latter would have involved her pulling any of her weapons out. But Celeste hadn't done that and thus, to the elf, she wasn't going quite that far. But like hell if she was just going to sit there and listen to the rudest words her ears had ever heard! No! That wasn't her way! The sudden burst of courage and energy made her shake the very slightest, but certainly noticeable if anyone paid enough attention. Her eyes gazed up to Brynne and Vaemyr as she bowed her head once again. As I said to Teemu, I'm going to go up to my room for now. I'll speak with you both later though it is definitely glad to have found another with the same goal as myself. A weary smile managed to cross her face and her arms finally moved off from across her chest. Giving them all - even Teemu - a polite bow of her head, she slipped out from the crowded bar and began heading up the set of stairs. She counted into her head, stopping at the fifth room and turning to her right. A still semi-shaky hand grasped the knob and opened it, walking inside and gently closing it. The more Teemu's words echoed, especially on why it seemed ironic that people who 'brought the curse' wanted to help out was ... almost wrong ... made her shake more. Her head quickly shook no as she began to exhale swiftly and deeply, assisting with calming herself once again. Don't think on him ... She murmured softly, pulling her bow off her back and gently resting it against the wall beside her bed. It was simple, not having anything overly fancy. Still, it had given her many nights worth of rest and now she likely needed it. Celeste pushed herself down until she was down on her side, her head finding the pillow with ease. Hazel hues slowly closed and yet ... what bits of anger had dominated her, even for the brief time, had made her awake once again. Damn ... she cursed softly, continuing to take steady breaths. If nothing else, just remaining here and the calm thoughts would, hopefully, help her fall asleep soon enough.