Misfits and Meanderers

(Many thanks to Priya for the idea and letting me use it, and to all the role-players whose characters are a part of Alex's life and influenced it.)

After a particularly messy scene involving an ambush by a trio of bandits, Aureliyn and Alex stand in front of a small stream and next to a small pile of ashes.

Aureliyn had just killed two men. She was filled with pure rage, her eyes wide and wild and her blood boiling. She turned quickly around to face her potentially third victim, only to realize it was a somewhat fragile woman, armed with merely a club. She froze and her rage gradually started to stream out of her. Even though the woman was attacking her friend Alekay, she could never kill her.

Priya and Seia stood on a small rocky strand, surrounded by a vast river and steep cliffs. All the others that had lingered there, were long gone, as the darkness had started to fall. Just as they were about to take their leave as well, the single narrow path out was blocked by two wide glooming shadows, who spoke strange language.

Jessabelle Twignut pursed her lips in thought as she watched her triplet sister spin around the common room without so much as a care in the world. Idiot girl. She thought, This ain' a place t'go 'round dancin' like a loon with a frog on yer 'ead. She sighed and glanced sideways at the man she had been having a conversation with.