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"I guess so... Being part crow means you're pretty hardy, aren't you?" he asked.

She grinned and nodded. "Being a crow harpy is the only reason I'm still living, being able to eat just about anything and not get sick is a blessing." She laughed a bit. "Though I prefer things that taste good rather than rotten smelly scraps." She stretched and yawned.

"Fair enough. Tonight must be a treat then," he laughed.

Rosa smiled and looked away. "This entire thing is like a treat for me, really.. I'm not used to kindness like this, so thank you for that." She teared up a bit, and quickly wiped her eyes to hide it.

"Well you're very welcome. I'm glad I could brighten someone's day."

She smiled again, wiping her eyes still. "You really are a strange one, but I'm glad I was lucky enough to meet you in that run down place." She laughed a bit. "And I'm not one to really believe in things like luck, not that often anyways." She got up and stretched, adjusting her wings to be more comfortable.

"Strange can be good. And I know I'm not bad," the teen smiled and started preparing meat to be cooked.

She giggled and sat back down. "That's true, you're the nicest person I've met in years. And the last one was faking it, for less than noble reasons.." She looked away, recalling the moment with a shiver. "I really dislike humans.. though I know not all of them are horrid people, just the majority I met are." She muttered bitterly.

"Well I'm not a human," he laughed, "Not really anyway," he chuckled.

She smiled and nodded. "I'm aware, though if you were I'm sure you'd still be just as kind as you are now." She giggled again. "But I'd be a lot more nervous as well, cause even kind humans can change in a matter of moments." She picked at the feathers on her arms, checking them out of habit.

"True enough," he agreed and put the meat into his stone oven, "So... What to talk about?"

She stared at her feathers for a moment. "Not sure, but feel free to ask anything if you get curious." She plucked out a feather that was broken and glared at it. "I don't have many interesting things to tell, but I don't mind sharing them." She twirled the feather.

"Why'd you hide the silver jewelry?" he asked, "You coulda just told me. I wouldn't have been mad, you just need to not touch me with it, or touch me after you touch it without washing your hands. You can keep it in the house as long as you're not flaunting it. I trust you, not some stranger."

Rosa dropped the feather and blushed enough that you could see it even with her grayish skin. "I-I.. Sorry!" She looked away, completely embarrassed. "I got nervous when you said you didn't want silver in the house.. I didn't want to cause any problems." She hid her face as she spoke.

(I'm okay with it )

"Well, he was a stranger. I didn't want any stranger to get near me with silver. It burns me like an acid and it's pretty much the only thing besides age that can kill me."

{Sorry again for late replies, anyone is welcome.}

She nodded and picked up the feather. "I guess it was childish of me to hide it.." She mumbled, still bright with embarrassment. It was probably the most embarrassing thing shes done in quite some time.

(Thanks!)

Leithon trudged through the foliage mumbling swears to himself as branches tore away from his clothing. He was a half-elf, but looked very much human. He didn't have the generic overly pointed ears, yet they were just slightly pointed. Other than that he looked like a human just as much as any other you saw waltzing down the road. He spotted a cabin up ahead and grinned approaching it. He walked up to the doorstep sighing, with one concealed hand he hand the rapier under his cloak. With his free hand he knocked on the door furiously, but not hostilely.

He sat there for a few moments as he waited for the door to be answered by whom, or whatever was occupying it. He shivered from the slightly cold night under the half moon.

{Appears this might be dying now.. Since someone apparently forgot about it. 3 days was long enough to wait, not waiting anymore.}

She felt relieved for a moment after hearing the knock, but then was incredibly nervous. The knocks were loud and almost frantic. She glanced at Elemeno, hoping nothing bad was going to happen. She wondered if she should see who it is, just in case she needed to distract them.

(Sorry ><)

Elemeno just laughed, "Only a little bit. You can bring it all back inside, just keep it in a drawer, okay?" he smiled at her then looked towards the door cautiously.
"Alright... Now I'm suspicious... I never, NEVER, get visitors... And now there's two in one night?" he frowned thoughtfully and grabbed a sword from a mount on the wall. When he touched it, red veins lit up all along the weapon's blade and they glowed softly.
Elemeno slowly approached the door then very quickly opened it and put the blade against Leithon's throat.
"Who are you and what do you want?!"

With one swift move Leithon grabbed the blade with his magic infused gauntlet. He glared at the boy that had assaulted him. "I guess someone is having a bad day. The silver gauntlet was buzzing with light blue energy that was being powered by Leithon's own magic. He peeked into the home still grasping the boy's sword. He noticed the harpy and frowned. Where he was from harpies were symbols of destruction, ever since they attempted to wage war on the elven colonies.

"I was only going to ask for shelter, it seems I caught you in an inappropriate timing, but might I speak with whomever owns the cabin? Hopefully they won't try to thrust a sword toward my neck." He spoke fluently, at times he had a slight elven accent, but mostly his voice was human sounding. Acting like, or being a human, gains a person more respect and opportunities in these parts.

"If you want I have a few gold and silver pieces to spare." He tossed the boy a cloth sack filled with a small amount of coins.