It broke Zavien's heart to see so much infection spreading the city. The purple hue had become a constant characteristic of the city in recent days. A putrid smell permeated the air, although he couldn't tell if that was his opinion of the Void or a legitimate scent. Either way, it made him want to gag with every whiff of the flora crawling along buildings and roadways.
After another training session outside the city, Zavien had wanted to get a better survey of the area and damage done. More people were needing help in Stormbreak and he often found that an extra set of hands or the lending of an ear was all it took to ease the strain. He had been working on different ways to provide resistance against the new leadership and her "welcoming party," but discretion had been his preferred method unlike the crying woman shouting at the tower. The loud sobs and shaking of blighted plants made him want to hide her from prying eyes in hopes of protecting her from possible backlash. Zavien didn't know the new leader, Dahlia, very well, but he didn't think she'd take kindly to a one person protest outside of her window.
Although it was probably best that he leave her be and continue about his business in the city, Zavien glanced around before rushing to her side. He placed a gentle hand on her arm and whispered in a rushed voice, [say]"Perhaps there is a better way to go about this? Should we talk somewhere quieter?"[/say] A nearby courtyard appeared empty and he indicated for her to follow him.
After another training session outside the city, Zavien had wanted to get a better survey of the area and damage done. More people were needing help in Stormbreak and he often found that an extra set of hands or the lending of an ear was all it took to ease the strain. He had been working on different ways to provide resistance against the new leadership and her "welcoming party," but discretion had been his preferred method unlike the crying woman shouting at the tower. The loud sobs and shaking of blighted plants made him want to hide her from prying eyes in hopes of protecting her from possible backlash. Zavien didn't know the new leader, Dahlia, very well, but he didn't think she'd take kindly to a one person protest outside of her window.
Although it was probably best that he leave her be and continue about his business in the city, Zavien glanced around before rushing to her side. He placed a gentle hand on her arm and whispered in a rushed voice, [say]"Perhaps there is a better way to go about this? Should we talk somewhere quieter?"[/say] A nearby courtyard appeared empty and he indicated for her to follow him.
