OOC: Short, sorries.
Where is the bastard who killed Kol? We were on a peaceful mission, in neutral territory, and he KILLED HER. WHERE IS HE? the woman spoke to the German Infernian. Var ist Var. Get over it. the coy-dog growled, his shackles raising on his back. Beyond here ist death. Dat ist, if you could even get past mich. the rust male spat at the woman, his tone rough, his lip twitching, and his throat clearing after. It was senseless for this woman to try and get revenge for her fallen comrade. After all, You didn't really see any of the Infernians mourning over the lost souls that had lost their life in the line of duty. Then again, the Infernians sometimes seemed like they had no hearts, and also, the ones that did die, nobody knew them that well. Most of them weren't members for very long before they had died.
Vhy don't you just go home, little girl? the Imaginifer had asked the woman, his cold eyes on the woman, and his left hand almost ready to draw his sword. She obviously was here to fight, and if he let her pass, then she more than likely would go onto Inferni lands and then be attacked by six or seven angry yotes. The coy-dog figured that he was enough to deal with. He wouldn't let this little girl pass by him. No.