Board Thread:Role Plays (AU)/@comment-11588669-20150716225613/@comment-11588669-20150728202046

Nox completely ignored Nixia, instead settling down and closing his eyes. His breathing became rather rhythmic for close to a minute as the carriage started to bump and jostle along. As soon as he opened his eyes, though, they were back to their normal coloration.

"Nixia, you were always a terrible liar, but sarcasm is the last thing anyone wants. So I suggest instead of ruminating over something that's never going to happen again, you put your mind towards escaping." The werewolf instructed harshly, his face set into a minor scowl. He was already running through plans in his head, but with how close they were to the capitol (literally on the doorstep), none seemed viable. But he kept thinking and thinking and plotting, trying to find an angle so at least he could escape.

Echion sighed, glancing over at the snowelf, Bard, Nauta, and...a...slime looking thing.

"Erm...my name is Echion. Echion Tyrian of the Sylvan Knights." He gave a little nod and looked around, sighing. "Nice to meet you all, I suppose."

After a small pause, purple orbs darted to Serena. "I agree, though for different reasons."