Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28358106-20170625033737/@comment-31049256-20170701031740

(Doc/Regina) Freya quickly scans around. She sees the bent grass around, and though it has grown darker than when they arrived, she can see clearly the path Nezon took to the edge. Her heart clinches and her legs weaken for a moment. She gives a quiet gasp, but a calming feeling fills her. Nezon is a shoggoth. a fall could not kill her. Still as she sits with Regina, who thankfully did not see her reactions, sadness fills her as well.

Be careful dear...I wish you could have told me where you were going at least... she thinks.

She did not have her own plate, and sits the large one she brought for Nezon aside as she pulls Regina into a comforting hug. She...did not know how to tell Regina that Nezon had left, but she knew that as a Band member she had to address it while they were here to help.

"Regina..." her voice catches. She couldn't do it, at least not now. Nezon must feel the need to do this alone, and she did not want to treat her like she was helpless. Still, there were only two ways out of Whitemarch, and even for a slime Whitemarch was too big for her to outpace their return home on foot even if they stayed the night here.

All she had to do was make sure Salmae kept an eye out for her at the Hard Roads. As long as Nezon didn't take a boat out of the country she'd have a fifty percent chance of finding out where she was headed if she was leaving Whitemarch at all.

"I'm sure she'll be fine. You did an excellent job with her a moment ago, and likely helped her in the way she needed most."