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When the groups parted ways, Ayrlis was left with a nagging feeling. A feeling that they should have gone with the villagers. Alas, the kaoi was bound by the obligations placed upon her by Kyera Ryn, not as a mere traveler who happened to wander into the village of Rauma. She and her companions had to return to Arven, to Lord Mukus. And now, more than ever, the girl felt the weight of her leadership. The decision to return was not easy, but there was no other choice.
The absence of Mukus in the expected location surprised the girl. Did the elf not expect them to return so soon? Did he suddenly have some urgent business? She could ask herself questions endlessly, but all Ayrlis could do was wait. After spending some time in the temple chambers and saying a prayer for the well-being of Rauma and its people, the kaoi decided to spend the rest of the time exploring Arven. Checking the shop.