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[Mossflower]

Moss sat in silence throughout most of the exchange. One might think this was residue behavior from when she was enslaved and told not to speak unless spoken to, but it wasn't. The quiet was just Moss being Moss. She watched, sighing slightly as jasper scared the living daylights out of some young recruit. She quietly thanked some higher power that Jasper had never pushed her to fight to the extent she had the other "official" recruits.

She looked over at the new man who'd appeared. She started slightly when he spoke. She could not place the face, but Mossflower knew that voice. And it scared her.

The young girl pressed herself closer to her trainer. "J-J-Jasper," she said quietly, "I think I know that man. I can not remember his name, but you had met him, too. He should not be gong with us. Please?" It was hard for Moss to articulate things properly when she was frightened. She stuttered horridly. But she truly did not like the look about this man, and that voice was scaring her tremendously.

[Tybalt Ronin]

"Moss, honey, it's gonna be fine." Jasper rubbed the girl's arms reassurngly, leaning down so their faces were close together. "You heard Orion. If that creep tries anything, he's dead. There's six of us and one of him. Besides, would I ever let anything happen to you?" The priestess paused for a moment, then answered her own question. "Of course not. Moss, I would never, ever let him put even one finger on you, okay?"

She turned to look at the mage again, glaring at him with her one good eye. "Listen up. You stay away from the girl, okay? If you don't, I'll tear your throat out. She's completely off-limits. If you even scare her the tiniest bit, I will kill you in ways not even the most twisted sadist could imagine." She tightened her grip on Moss' arms protectively, forgetting that she was much stronger than the frail girl. 'Believe me, if you even think about hurting her, you'll be damning yourself. Every tear she sheds will be paid for with a pint of your blood. Watch yourself!" she hissed fiercely. Jasper turned back around and gared at Orion. This is SUCH a bad idea, she mouthed furiously.

[Xanthis Lok]

With a simple smile the mage said, My Lady, I am a simple mage following the teachings of Luminaria, the goddess of light magic, and I do not use dark magics, for that would place my eternal soul at risk, would it not, my lady priestess? And as for your young friend, if you have no desire for me to speak with her, then I shall not. But remember this saying, Knowledge is power, to be unknown is to be invincible. Your enemy has mages on his side, you will need someone with the knowledge to counter them."

The mage then stood and walked over to the table to take a seat, on the opposite side of the table as Jasper and Moonflower, in accord to their wishes and then said, Allow me to introduce myself, I am Xanthis, mage of Luminaria, Oneiromancer, Transmuter of three States, Alchemist, Conjurer of the Mystic Flame, and enemy of Jonnathan. Might I inquire who may new allies in this operation are?"

[Mossflower]

Moss looked at the mage with a start. "Jasper?" she whispered to her trainer, "He is l-lying! He is n-no l-l-light mage. D-do you remember when you f-found me? He was there! He t-tried to attack us. The explosion..." She trailed off.

The pale girl shook in her seat, too scared to look at Xanthis. She pressed closer to Jasper, memories of that day coming back to her. MossFlower still bore a slight pink scar around her neck where her necklace had burned her. Her necklace had heated white-hot when she'd caused some manner of blast when she'd touched the blood mage. To this day she wasn't entirely sure what had happened.

[Tybalt Ronin]

Jasper instantly shifted in front of the girl, holding the shaft of her battleaxe out like a stave. "Allies, my ass!" she hissed fiercely. "Give me one good reason I shouldn't believe my apprentice . . . one good reason why I shouldn't slit your miserable throat ear-to-ear right now!"

She glanced over at Orion, Shorik, and the others, gritting her teeth fiercely. "And you all stay out of this. If he's a threat to Moss, it's my business." She redirected her attention towards Xanthis. "Prove you're not who she says you are, and maybe I won't crack your head like an overripe melon. Start talking, scumbag!"

[Shorik Arlion]

"Well, if this is the same bastard from before..." Shorik said, stepping forward, and gripping his sheathed sword, "Then I wouldn't mind to get in a shot of my own."

(If Xanthis doesn't post in afew days, I'mmoving things along, okay?