Moonspear Is there a spirit that spits upon the exit of signs.

She will be back after a round or two from y'all :]

Revui.

Keres gave a subtle gesture to Desdemona in return, pine colored eyes flickering between the two. There were all sorts of questions swimming in the depths of that gaze, though the woman would give voice to none of them. Now was not the time, and despite her curiosity, especially as the darker female spoke as if she new him, the Ostrega woman would remain quiet.

Even if she was quiet, she remained observant; the man was thin and malnourished. His coat lacked a certain shine, his eyes looked guarded and careful. There was something that hung in the air here, something tense and unsure. From this she turned, leaving with a specific location in mind; to one of the nearby caches she would venture, intent on procuring even just a small meal for the male that appeared to be on death's doorstep.