[IC] Swords Beneath the Starlight

Anger flashes across his face as Casey speaks. It deepens as sunny opens her mouth.

The man's fist balls up.



"No one fought?! You little..."



"That's enough Carlyle. You're dismissed." Lien's voice carries a degree of force that seems foreign to her. Carlyle seems wise enough to take it seriously.

He stomps off angrily.

"I apologize for his behavior. He's... dutiful. Perhaps too dutiful. He was assigned to protect me, on account of the... importance of my family's trade caravans." The last bit sounds like she's improvising. She's bad at it. "He always took his job very seriously. As such, has taken the fall of the city particularly badly. Rest assured that he and I will have a conversation once this is all over."

She eyes Sunny. "Your... 'god' disquiets me. I will not pretend he does not. Not just for what his followers do, but for the very tenets his religion is founded upon. But I will not tolerate ill treatment on those grounds from anyone in my employ."