"Sometimes we make mistakes." Curfew said as he continued to stir the pot. His face got a rather somber look, as he pondered what next to say. He looked in on himself trying to determine why he did what he did. The puzzled look on his face revealed he didn't really know himself, but he thought he had a start. "I am not the bravest of souls, I mean I am just a cook after all." he said with a nervous chuckle. "One day, we were going to have to start running though. What we aim to do, it was all but inevitable. So, while I might have caused this to happen earlier than it should have....it would have happened anyway." he huffed a little, having relieved the pressure he was feeling. "We won't let them kill all of the Free Races. It isn't the right thing to do. For so long our races, the Forsaken......" he said fumbling to find the words at first. "Well, we have been oppressed so long, we forget that the Free Races have good people too. We have become the monsters we are selves fight, the Free Races who wish to eradicate us. All this hatred needs to end. All this hatred over a silly war that took place thousands of years ago. And what's worse is it is founded on the bones of a dead people. The Umbranari didn't deserve their fate just because the one who created them went mad. They clearly hadn't. It was the rest of us that had, burning the countryside, calling for war. So maybe, that is why I ran. I didn't want to fight under a false banner. A Banner so vile, and so misguided."
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"Yes, you look very pretty Oarloff!" Jupiter smiled seeing the ogre put the flowers in what hair he had. "Perhaps we should take the rest of these back to camp so the others can be pretty too!"
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"He seems intelligent." Dia said after awhile of being quiet. " I hope he knows something for both our sake. I don't want to burden you like this with my presence."
After while she also asked one more question. "Dru, do you know Earth Magic? I can feel the spirits. They aren't as wrathful as the others I have met."