Whit laughed heartily,"Seems like you guys are busy, but I have to attend a date with Lady Aviela." I grunted."Aviela, That piece of frilly? We need strong people." Bryn sighed,"I guess she's his type." I snorted, grinning."Helpless, frilly girls?" Whit smiled, dovishly,"You need to lighten up S, you need to live." I said, clear."Whit. I kill tears. That's living. Right Bryn?" Bryn shakes her head."No S, tears always come back. You have to have other hobbies, like singing." My mouth gaped,"Singing? I'm a warrior!" Whit grinned,"With a bad temper." I growled at his response,"Do you want to know of not!" Bryn assured me,"Go on Calla." "I have to dress."Whit yelled.
I sighed, biting my lip,"There might be more to the story that we know. "What story?"Bryn question,puzzled. "The start of the war."I said. Her black eyes gleaned,"Oh really?" She sat on a bench, admiring the rises that lay beside her, blooming in every corner, which shades of white, dew around the petals. "What's more to it?" "There could be others." She leaned closer,"Others?" "Yes. Others."I croaked. She fastened again, her chin brings touched by her slender fingertip,"Interesting, i guess that's why the society wouldn't tell us more when we were over in the Sacritum." She looked fully concentrated. I said, dryly,"So how do we find out more?" Her eyes turned to a solid steel black,"Well, it find out we have to explore, right?" My lips curved,"Of course. Where to?" She hesitated, then spoke,"Might as well go to the Healing Globe to interact with the sorceress Zecota."
My eyes blinked,"Who's she?" Bryn sighed heavily, taking a rose from the bush and smelling it, enjoying the fragrance,"S, really. You are a genius in books, and you don't know who she is?" She took a rose petal off. "Yes, erm, I don't go out much."I said, embarrassed. "Uh huh, like inside the walls."she snickered. My head burned of frustration.
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