[IC] Swords Beneath the Starlight

Well. The result of their search in the village is about what Mazelina expected, but it's no less troubling to see. Mumbling wishes for peace and rest under her breath, she's careful to take a moment kneel, doing her best to somehow will the positivity back into the ground. It won't work, she knows. Nothing really seemed to anymore besides immediate treatments for minor wounds.

Ha.

As she trudges her way back to Captain Brenden, she slows upon seeing the new figure, stepping forward slower. Stopping a few feet away, she lowers her head, setting the end of her staff delicately into the dirt and ash.

"Did you know him well?" Sometimes remembering the fallen is the best thing that can be done.