[[Nessya]]

Just like that, Yule-time was cut short for some. I was just talking to Dem before I heard of this supposed rumor going around that someone was out there killing people. Of course, a Watcher and his wife, I presume, came in right at the same time that he caught the rumor. Then, I took it upon myself to hear their conversation.

            Eliad had been occupied by getting Jonn embarrassed with the poem that he had made. Though, he was close enough to where he had heard the exchange between Ardynn and Mabegil, the woman who had helped Eliad with speaking.

            “You have to be strong, alright?” asked Mabegil. “Losing a friend shouldn’t affect you this much…You have to move on.”

            Eliad stepped into the Pony before making his way to the bar. He then stopped as he saw Dazelia and another woman being confronted by two large men. One of them was bald and had a beard and the other did have hair. The bald man (Styrk) snickered and snaked his tongue at the pair. The other (Forstrang) seemed rather confused before looking at the colour of Dazelia’s hair and the green of her dress.