Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25146201-20140108121051/@comment-12599067-20140118052912

As soon as Torene had left the room and shut the door behind her, Seline whipped her head around and turned her focus back to Makoru, a grim look in her eyes.

"You're going to have to excuse the fact I sent your friend away. But I assure you, there are some things that are meant to be spoken away from prying eyes," she explained.

"We came here to find allies, Seline. If you can't spare the manpower to assist us, we'll just leave," Makoru tried, confused.

"No, we can spare allies. I have, however, been divining recently in an attempt to determine the outcome of this little 'escapade' of yours. Although I'm rubbish at scrying, I've been able to discern a thing or two about what is to come. You're not going to like it, though."

"Excuse me? In that fifteen minute period when you were away, you already tried to find out how our journey is supposed to end?"

"Irrelevant. What matters is that this journey is ill-fated. I will not request any more of you, nor will I attempt to get the better of you with a shady deal, especially with what is yet to come. You will receive whatever support I can muster among the Scars, but little more."

"What do you mean 'what is yet to come?'"

"Once again, that is unimportant. You have your reinforcements. Now go, go and wander off on this journey of yours, " she dismissed him, waving a hand in a gesture for him to leave.

Makoru sat in silence for a moment, trying to understand why he was being sent away like a dog sent from it's master. Still, he had no love of the nightspawn's fortress, and so he turned and trotted through the halls of the stronghold, stepping out the door to find Torene waiting outside.

"Well, we've got our reinforcements," he said bluntly, still confused as to why he had been dismissed so abruptly.