Yore

Kurr rubbed his eyelids with is thumb and forefinger, struggling to listen to Thomlis's infernal lack of self-confidence. "Geez, Anny, my debts been more than repaid babysitting this kid..." he thought to himself.

Finally ending his spout, Kurt hoisted himself up to a standing position, "Keep your coin, kid- it might be enough to have someone fix that stutter of yours. Your man's up front, right? Take me to him."

As they began their trek up to the front lines, Kurr began to simmer with disdain, "This better be a damn good offer Anny. I settle all of my debts, but I can see clearly that you're begginning to milk this thing a little too far..."

Sleza's eyes expressed her clear lack of true fighting expired as she flew a circle around the corpse of the beast she had managed to kill. Junepei had taken out the other one, which meant there was no need to worry, for the moment. She felt a little proud of herself, glad that her magic had finally been of some use. She flew over just as she heard Junepei speak. She shook her head and cried out,

"No way!" She didn't like the fact that everything was much bigger than her. It made her feel so very useless. She flew over and sat on Junepei again. Looking at the corpse of the beast he had killed. It was in two pieces. She looked down; feeling rather outdone by that, seeing that she was far to small to actually cut something in half. "But awesome job on your part."

Balthazar stopped himself from finishing off Junpei as he caught the spirit intervening in Nez's demise. Despite Anya's ordering the spirit to move, it would not; and at this Balthazar halted completely, looking over his shoulder as he towered over the exposed Junpei. He kept his guard up; ready to strike down the man at any moment. But the Spirit's words were true. Balthazar stepped back now, keeping his shield prepared despite himself. The rage flooding through his mind began to fade, and reason once more became his judging factor.

The Knight knew treachery when he saw it; and Tedrin had seen it all before any of them. It was just an unfortunate circumstances of should-be allies being turned upon each other, manipulated, goaded and used as puppets...
"This is what was supposed to happen," the Knight said in his bass voice, looking at the beings around him. "We have been manipulated into turning on each other; Engineer and Forestfolk, simply because it was known that we would fight without question." Balthazar's hatred for the blood feuds of race had proved true, then; and The Decievers had capitalized upon it.
"Then all of this is for nothing. We teeter on the brink of self destruction..."

The Drag'Konin Knight moved to kneel by Tedrin's body, a gauntleted hand reached out to cross his companion's arms across his chest.
"...And too many good lives have been destroyed by deception. Lives of both Engineers and Forestfolk."
Balthazar returned to his feet, looking to each of those amongst them; his eyes holding sadness within them. He looked to the spirit then, a resolute and defiant look suddenly replacing it.
"I will continue to stand for what Tedrin sought to do, even if I do so alone. I will kill this Demon; and then take my revenge on Leogoryth, not only for the death of Tedrin but for the death of all peoples who have died being decieved. I will make him pay," Balthazar clenched his fist and brought it to his chest, "for the suffering of Engineers and Forestfolk alike."

(( I keep posting in Yore. Really need to pay attention to where I'm at in the RolePlay, so if I keep doing it I apologize. Sorry for the OOC.))

Sleza gave a small sigh as she listened to Junepei. She smiled and nodded her head. She was on his side, no matter what. For whatever reason, he had been kind to her, and she would repay the favor whatever way she could. When he spoke to Balthazar, she glared at the man. She wanted all of this silly arguing to stop. Someone had been killed, yes, but there was nothing they could do to fix that. Perhaps they had yet to realize they were not alone in their ways. She looked down and sighed. If everyone behaved like this, then they would all die, herself included. She didn't want to die, but if she had too, she would take a blade for just about anyone here. They were all respectable, but all of them also were proud. Too proud. She shook her head. It made her sad to think that this could be it for the small group. She suddenly froze as a cringe ran up her spine though. There was something there. A creature resembling a tree soon attacked, and she found herself flying off of Junepei's shoulder to allow him to attack. She held up her hands to cast, but stopped. It was a tree... What good would her magic do to it? She growled and kept her distance.

((Puppet Balthazar; Unfortunately I must leave. My younger brother has stirred up trouble with the police and I have to go take care of it. Later on! Sorry for the OOC))