"Lieutenant Morganya Sylvanwood reporting to Outpost Darkmoon" Morganya stated snapping a crisp salute to the officer sitting down. "At ease soldier." the commander answered looking up from his paperwork. "So, you're the one who survived?" he asked darkly.
(lol juana and shycat i dont know where you guys are to have my other character interact with either of you so i guess you'll have to walk around a bit or something)
(Okay. It's kind of a mystery for my character too.)
Ayame decides to leave the town and just roam for a while. She stops when she sees Moryganya. "Eh?"
Hey, i think we should make a magic shop system thingy, i'll be the leader of it and give people spellbooks and stuff, can i? I'll make a new character ofc.
Ayame starts to inch away from the woman. "Uh...."
Collin is wandering around in Kalimdor, he rides a demon he had summoned earlier as a faster transportation, as he walks near Malygnia and another girl, he immediatly recognizes his sibling "Maly...? Is that you? *Get's off his demonic mount as it dissappears* Long time no see, my sibling! How is Mor doing? I heard stories about her battling giant demons and the such! Is that all true? Well, you probably don't rememeber me, my apologiez, it is Collinous Sylvanwood!"
Ayame looks up at Malyganya wide eyed. "I-I'm Ayame. I was just wandering around..." She stands up and dusts herself off without making any eye contact with anyone. "I didn't mean to disturb you..."
Morganya grimaced and clenched her fist. "Sir?" she asked although she knew what he was referring too. "I've read your combat record Morganya. Your during your first three tours into combat with the Horde you never killed a single enemy. That all changed about a century and a half ago when your sister was killed though. According to the reports filed you were ambushed by some rogues and she died trying to save your sorry ass." he spat looking deep into Morganya's eyes. "Your sister was a damn good soldier and you honor her well by carrying her sword but make no mistake if i could have either of you i would choose her every time." he informed the half-ling. Morganya felt the words pierce her like knives but kept a collected composure.
Ayame bows and still avoids making contact. "Well I'll be on my way then..." She starts to walk away.
Ayame looks back at the ghoul who is following her. She groans and stands still. "I thought you were..." She looks back at the ghoul but then turns away.