Life Doesn't Discriminate Between The Sinners And The Saints

Karabela's panting slowed as she finally caught her breath. Below her fog was rolling through the forests below from the passing humidity of the early rain. She couldn't wait for the sun to come out and set the world below her glittering with golden light assuming she was patient enough to wait that long. She would try though. The view was stunning but, as always, there was this tug for movement. A restlessness she could never shake. Stillness could only be tolerated for small moments before she was compelled to move again.

"I would follow you."

Karabela turned to Tinaro with a soft smile of gratitude. She appreciated the vote of confidence and replied, "I would be honored if you'd follow me though I know it would be hard to leave Abaven. Perhaps that is part of the reason I'm hesitating. Bass took me in when I was aimless and afraid to return to Imperium. I don't know if this is a betrayal but it feels… I don't know… just right." She glanced away, unsure if she was making any sense and she nodded at Tinaro's suggestion to ask Bass. She had pretty much made up her mind that she was going to do this at some point and it would probably be best to be upfront with Bass rather than blind-siding him after claiming her own territory.

"Yes… this view is definitely worth it." He would nudge her shoulder and she'd grin at him. "The days not over yet! If you still have the energy you should show me those caverns though we can always do that another time as well."

"Speech"