Darker than the night

- Dare you to repeat that we're not appreciated in your village?!

Havarlan began to tempest. For Grace, it was easy to know that the black mage was about to unleash the hell here if she didn't do something about it. She took one arm of the mage in her fragile hand and began

- Come on sweetie, they just misunderstood theirselves. I'm sure of it. They wouldn't let us without a roof over our heads for the night. Not the one who protected the village of the two lighthouses against the Horde a week ago.
- You're a greater threat than the Beasts in the whole world! claimed a villager.
- Exactly. The greatest. And I'm the only one who knows how to calm him down. And that means that I know as well how to convince him to raze to the ground the whole district if you don't find us a room in the minute...

The villagers then began to consult each other. Havarlan turned his head toward Grace and smirked

- You sure know me well.
- I'm your partner, Havie!
- ... But are you sure that you know me enough to manipulate me like you pretend?
- He, I'm a woman. I don't need a cape darker than the night to unleash hell. Doe's eyes are weapons of mass destruction, certified by History itself!

She stopped herself and barked to the crowd.

- Oh, and with a bath, hot water of course. And towels! Hurry up, I'm losing patience!

She then returned to Havarlan and did some blinks. The villagers then quickly affirmed they have a tavern room for them. He sighed.

- So effective.Prequel of the Lost Memories
I really appreciate that doe character. She's quite determinate to have what she wants! LOL @ doe's weapon of mass destruction!

Havarlan & Grace © Amiral Aesir

Watercolors on brown kraft paper, the 3rd October 2012.