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- Morwen arrives in Taruhm and uses her darkness teleportation.
- She searches for her companion apostles.
- She finds the majority in the Tavern but has exhausted a lot of energy doing so.
- She approaches Payne after seeing him with the soldier.
- She asks Payne if he is alright even though normally she would of ignored whatever had gone between the two.
A loud sigh of relief left her lips as she approached the town of Taruhm. Her journey was a quiet and peaceful one that she enjoyed, it wasn't often that she had the ability to travel alone, especially since the Abbot was always so keen to send her on group missions. It was certainly something that she had to adjust to since in the Dark Elf culture she was taught not to trust anybody and anybody who truly knew her, knew about her discomfort working in groups. She spent a few more moments distracted by her thoughts before the sound of a woman and her children pulled her from her thoughts and back into the real world. Morwen blinked once and then glanced around to take in her surroundings. The women and children she heard were only a few feet from her and it seemed like the child was being disciplined for some reason she didn't care to stick around and inquire about, however, when the mother looked up from her child and saw her staring at her, the woman froze and then picked up her child and ran off.
Without any words, from her shadow emerged a trail of what looked like black smoke that wrapped around her legs and then slithered up around her hips, over her torso, enveloping her whole body in the black essence. Fully emerged in the black smoke, she vanished.
With the time it took to search for her companions, she was exhausted by the time she made it to the tavern. She stepped out of the darkest corner of the tavern and stretched her arms above her head. Morwens sudden appearance startled some of the patrons of the tavern but she ignored them and looked around.
The dark purple being was the only one of her kind in the tavern and she wasn't surprised by that fact at all. It didn't help that the parts of her body that were exposed were littered with thin and thick white lines along with the biggest one running down her right eye, which was fully black apart from her red pupil, from a traumatic moment of her past. She moved through the tavern, her steps light, barely making a sound. She saw that many of her companions had found someone to interact with and after observing them for a while undetected, she approached Payne and the soldier. She caught just last part of their conversation, hearing Payne apologise for something he had done. Despite her want to brush off whatever conversation they were having, something told her she should be asking questions. It seemed as though her companions already encountered a battle and she needed to know about it.
"Payne..." She asked, her gaze drifting to the soldier who was now looking at her and then to Payne.
"...Is everything alright?" She finished,
a slight tone of exhaustion in her voice.
It was the same look from anybody she has encountered on her journey, one filled with a lack of trust with a hint of fear. Dark Elves did not have a good reputation as most of her kind were thieves, assassins and ruthless warriors and she was no exception of that. She experienced many battles for her own sanity, fighting against a thirst for blood and chaos every waking moment of her day.
