Goddess Of Chaos

"Uninvited guest?" Arla looked to where Sol was staring, but she saw nothing, and sensed nothing, not until several guards started running in that same direction while Sol himself stood with his food and started paying attention, he was usually relaxed in appearance, but this time the half-elf was shocked to see Sol paying such keen attention to the darkness.

"You," Arla gestured to one of the men from the mage corps. "Go and find out what is happening over there." She ordered him, and with a nod thean picked up his staff and went off with the other soldiers who were leaving.

"Master," Ikaris approached Sol with a warm smile, taking the bowl from his hand and resting her hand seductively on his shoulder. "May I?" She asked, her tone was suggestive, but Sol saw a burning desire for violence in her eyes and knew exactly what she was intending to do.

"Absolutely not."

"Wh-"