Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29461586-20150518062512/@comment-29458028-20150520100733

Seth folded his arms as Sariel kept the clothes, deciding not to speak. He seemed to ignore the stimulus of the Temple area flaring up in terms of activity, although he was actually aware of it. This was, after all, his father's mantra: calm analysis beats the power of raw emotion.

(Yes, it does, even if emotion gives you poisonous claws of death)

Sariel blinked twice, for no good reason, when she heard the noise. She immediately spoke "well ... there is a commotion of sorts going on there ... guess we should check it out? Uhhh, Lythe, we should check it out, right? Seth?"