@Mojack group
"Home..?" Nevihata asked to no one in particular. "Haven't heard that in a while. I suppose I sort of stay in my ship, but like them, it's rather far from here."
"Home..?" Nevihata asked to no one in particular. "Haven't heard that in a while. I suppose I sort of stay in my ship, but like them, it's rather far from here."
"Listen, don't cause any trouble and I might be able to find a place for you on the floor," Guinevere mentioned to the group. "Master bedroom is all mine, though. I found it earlier, and despite the roof leaking near my toes, it's actually really comfy."
Aiday nodded at her, "Thanks."
"Floor's just fine," Stardew said. "We don't take up a lot of room."
Despite having mentioned sleep, Raven didn't look tired at all. "I'll make rounds every so often. Make sure there's no fights." She raised her eyebrows, clearly daring someone to disagree.
“I will go with you,” Aiday offered.
"Right. Everyone, go find a place to sleep, then report to me and Aiday. There should be more than one bedroom, if you want one. What condition they're in, I'm not sure." Raven actually had no idea how many bedrooms there were.
"I know for a fact that one bedroom is being taken up by Jessup or whatever his name is. He's got a shotgun and someone else he's guarding, but we just kinda walked past him, so I assume he won't be much trouble," Guinevere said, yawning. "G'night, y'all. Don't die, and don't leave a mess if you do."
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"Well." Raven turned to Aiday. "How are we gonna do this?"
“You sleep,” Aiday told them. “Raven and I will watch. We will wake you when it is time for us to sleep.”
The Alnaschari bowed acquiescence, threw their packs down, and fell asleep with the ease of people who had long practice sleeping and coming awake at the drop of a hat, their packs serving as their pillows, swords against their chests, ever ready even in the realm of sleep.
"In that case, you should go to sleep, too. I don't need it. The whole supernatural thing."
“Really?” she said surprised. “Interesting. I do not need much sleep myself. I shall stay with you.”
"Alright. Company would be nice." She nodded.
Stardew said, without opening her eyes, "You know that we don't need much sleep either."
"You should sleep. We don't need you trying to start fights," she said, trying not to sound rude.
They started to walk. “Tell me about yourself.” she said.
They heard Stardew's brief laugh as they left before she slept again.
"Well, like I said, I was born a werewolf. My parents died when I was a few years old, so I was sent to an orphanage where I met my best friend, Ava. There's really not much to tell." She was hiding something. She didn't trust Aiday enough yet. "What about you?"
“I’m a god.” she said quietly, her long hair swishing around her hands.
"Oh. Wow."
“I’m no great deity,” she said quietly. “Nothing powerful. But I can heal people if they are not too badly injured. I can bring good luck. And I’m almost impossible to kill.”
"What are you…the god of? Is that even how it works?"
“It depends on who my parents are,” she whispered.
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