Krille concentrated as he weaved a cool current of accendo into forming a big chunk of ice at the edge of the lake. He then steps onto it, and sits down. Because of his specialty in Ice, he also has a fairly good control of water, and propels the ice across the lake.
"Urimor....I understand. You know how I feel about fighting for the people. Had I already been signed up, and destined to leave, I wouldn't be making this trip to the dead zone. How do I get to the border area you visited? She will most likely have went the same route."
"If you are lying to me right now, so help me...Well, we have to go find her. And you are coming with me, I not walking into the dead zone just as she leaves. "
"No, she became enraged after the speech and started ranting about the Sancti and she never came home. I don't like you, I won't lie about that, and I am sure you knew it to be true already, but we have to find out if something has happened to her, and quickly."
"This is wrong...she was headed home before me, I need to find her...now." Krille says as he grabs his Falchion and heads out of the house. It was obvious that this was one thing that could visibly bother him.
Krille responded to his sister retaining any intensity, keeping his cool as always. It was like his connection to the Icy accendo went further than his casting, but into his inner being.
"Kyalin do as you wish. Fight for whatver reasons you wish. I have my own."
~Well, I wish I didn't have to do this in this fashion, but I must proceed.~
Krille looks for the best way to get past the lake.
((Im leaving for the day now, I should be back sometime tommorow. It's been great fun so far, I can't wait to continue.))
((Eh, Fire can't really beat Ice, they stalemate moreso.))
((What element does Umiror use? Just curious))
"What has happened? Speak quickly Umiror, you know I do not play games."
~Yes, I guess it is raining. She probably just stayed out in the rain. I shouldn't have gotten so worked up...~
"That's strange...no noise at all...." and with that, Krille gets up and figures it would be best to check out the rest of the house.
Muttering to himself as an afterthought, "And sometimes at the extremeity of yours."
Not really much for hesitation, but not keen on acting rash, Krille decides it best to get a nights sleep before the "festivities" begin.
Krille responded to his sister retaining any intensity, keeping his cool as always. It was like his connection to the Icy accendo went further than his casting, but into his inner being.
"Kyalin do as you wish. Fight for whatver reasons you wish. I have my own."