Vierra Shaladon
This is just downright miserable. The never-ending landscape of destruction and, coupled with the downpour of rain, had pushed spirits low for the day, so much so that Vierra had been nursing agitation for hours. And on top of that, she was starting to get restless; travelling had always been particularly boring for her, the worst out of all parts of being a soldier (in her opinion). Especially when, as it seemed, nothing was changing. But what can I expect? Situations like these, travelling in (less) devastated landscapes had happened before. Absentmindedly, she watched as the rain parted just beyond an almost transparent layer of turquoise magic that had settled around her; a simple spell she had cast that kept her dry (on minimal use of energy), and that lifted her mood, ever so slightly, better.
As it was, Vierra had been recalling spells in (an effort to keep awake and occupied) when she heard Tezula sing, and then Isaac a moment later, in perfect harmony. Really, they're good enough to be professionals. As she relaxed upon listening to the song, a wistful smile found a way onto her face; it wasn't the first time that she had wished she brought her violin. Playing it along with their voices would've been a wonderful way to lighten her mood, or maybe the atmosphere. But it wasn't made for a soldier to carry around, and that had been all the convincing she needed to leave it back home. But what a shame. It's always fun to do an accompaniment for people as good as they are.
Shrugging away her thoughts, Vierra subconsciously touched the necklace beneath her shirt, suddenly coming up with an idea to make the moment a little better. Using as minuscule of an amount of energy as possible, she extended smoke-like portions of blue magic that heated the atmosphere above the chill of dreary weather; then made a larger, thin layer of almost-transparent turquoise that parted the rain. As it was, for a moment, the group would be warm and (just a little) drier, until the song ended. This much energy is easy enough to regain, but holding magic for long periods of time is crippling.
Content for having done something to make the day slightly better, Vierra relaxed and, gratefully, let the music wash over her negative thoughts. It was easy to forget the gravity of the kingdom's situation, just for that (albeit little) while.