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Ryuu continued to enjoy his foot rub, though at Cash's actions and words he felt like he had pushed to hard on the male. Once he left though Ryuu let out a soft sigh his shoulders returning to their tense posture, and he rolled onto his stomach digging through one of the saddle bags. He pulled from this a decorated wooden box, of rather moderate size, and well hidden under folds of cloth and purses of coin. Ryuu kept this safe and away from eyes even friends, not even Sev knew of what was in the box; or that the box existed. Ryuu unleashed a soft sigh as he opened the box, and inside rested two well crafted daggers, but not ordinary daggers these were forged and enchanted purposely for him. The day he became a crow these daggers were given to him as the weapons that he would wield in their service.

Though they brought back the horrid memories of what he had done, they were still just as much a part of him. The daggers were finally crafted the blades curving and the hilt ending with another blade. These daggers were his, and his alone no one could handle them better; and the people he watched try usually lost their own hands in the process. Both daggers sharp, and shining dully in the light as if they had just been polished the day before, but in honesty the daggers hadn't been removed from this very box since he had joined the wardens. He closed the box, sighing softly as he looked to the sword and dagger that rested on the other side of his tent. He slowly slipped the box back into the bag; and placed everything back on top of it; one day he would wield those daggers again, but this time not for the cause of assassinating, but for the cause of ending suffering. He shook these thoughts, and memories from his mind as he crawled out of his tent stretching his limbs and taking in the scene. Tiaryn, Blysse and Zephora off on their own; while the rest of the camp seemed to gather towards the fire to eat. Ryuu turned, his head tilted slightly, as he moved over to join them, though he kept quiet and minded his own. He stayed to the back, rather enjoying the thought of being a ghost, though with a Qunari running around, he figured it wouldn't be hard; waaait. He blinked and tilted his head, when did a qunari join their group, he must have missed alot while getting a foot rub. Though questions would have to come later, at least for now he'd keep his peace and just enjoy the fact, everyone was getting along as best as possible; such a motley crew of misfits, and yet even when all of them had different reasons for what they were doing, they were all here now; enjoying (If as much as the word can be used in this sentence) each other's company.