The colour drains from Kiera's cheeks as she watches the destruction. Her green eyes burn with tears as she nods silently to her sisters words. At that moment, she ses a small creature bounding towards them with all speed.
"Nevin!" She cries, recognizing her companion.. She had left him with her father, to keep an eye on him.. She was glad he had escaped, but that meant that there was nothing left to go back to. They would have to start over.
Her hand begins to glow with power, flames spreading to form a tiny ball in her hand as she takes a step forward, thinking to retaliate. The Weasel jumps up on the horse then, and clambers onto her shoulder, chattering at her in a strange sounding mix of animal noises and the common tongue. She stops and lets her head fall, the flames dieing "Yes, you're right, Family first. Then they will pay."
Princess Kiera smiles weakly at Quandrus as she turns, wiping the tears away and resuming her regal bearing, long silver hair flowing behind her as she leads her horse and her sisters away from her home, not looking back.
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Just a little character development, and the introduction of my Familiar (BTW, MR DM, would you like to do the roleplaying of the familiar or Can I? He's a fairly active & Mischievious little scoundrel.
BTW, The fire was just descriptive of her starting to cast Fireball and then deciding not to.
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