The last wizard

"Just doing my part to assist, beautiful" he said as he helped Dione inside where arken as paying for a couple of rooms "So i'm a little short on coin, and we're only getting two rooms." He said cassually to them

Monica had been staying at the same inn and looked at them curiously.

(I couldn't resist)

Yomela was in her cat form and was hanging around Arken.

Beautiful... The word bounced around her head, destroying all possibility of speech. She had never been called that before, usually people just referred to her as sort of cute. Arken's voiced pulled her from her reverie, and she glanced around, wide eyed. Two rooms? That means they'd have to share with someone... Oh gods.

Normally alonne would have shot for monica like a sex seeking missile, but this cute girl next to him might be sharing  a room with him tonight, and her stamering was just adorable "perfect, i can get acquainted with my fellow apprentice." he smiled cheerfully

Arken tossed dione a key and  turned to look at the odd girl staring at them

Monica glanced away and stood up, getting ready to leave. By the cloak, she was obviously some sort of witch. Her dark brown hair was very curly and her eyes a bright blue color. The strangers were curious.

Yomela looked at the stranger that had stared at them. She's awful young! she thought.

Dione literally squeaked at what she assumed Alonne was implying, and her cheeks got even redder, if that were possible. She had never shared a room with someone she had just met, never mind a bed. Her mind raced, as ideas flooded it. Oh, gods, oh, gods... She knew she wasn't that good, and what if he was just going to use her, and what if she misread everything and he doesn't like her that way... She was so lost in her own thoughts, she didn't notice the stranger the rest of the party were distracted by.

"It's cute to see a petty girl so nervous." Alonne chuckled with a smile "would you like to share?" he then asked her in case she would rather share with Arken or the shapeshifter

Arken walked over to the witch, and asked  simply "Are you one of kain's?"

"I, er..." She began, but had no clue how to end it. It wasn't that she didn't - hell, anyone would be happy to share a bed with one so attractive - she was just so goddamn nervous. But if he gives her any more compliments, or even looks at her the right way, she'd happily jump into his bed. God, what had happened to her?

Monica looked up at Arken warily. "I don't know you." she said sassily before she started walking away again. He could see the bow and quiver on her back.

Yomela walked over to Alonne.

Alonne smiled at her "Take your time, for a lovely woman like yourself I can wait"

"I suppose you don't" Arken said casually having a seat ,as the innkeeper called to the witch "Miss you need to pay for your room"

Monica glanced towards the innkeeper before she tossed him a small pouch of gold coins. "Will that cover it?" she asked them.

Yomela nudged Arken with her nose. "You want an apprentice, don't you? Ask her name." she said, pushing him towards Monica.

Oh, Kain... Dione thought, her face basically permanently red since Alonne had made his acquaintance. She truly didn't know what she was going to do, but god she wanted to share with him. She guessed she'd just see how it will figure itself out...

"Girl do you want to kill gods?" Arken called to the woman

Alonne simply offered her his hand, as it was getting rather late anyway

Monica stopped and gazed at him. "Why you ask that?" she asked him, blinking her bright blue eyes.

Yomela rubbed against Dione's legs while in cat form.

Dione hesitated only momentarily, before she rested her hand in his. A shy smile played on her lips, which she chewed on nervously. She glanced down at the cat curiously, wondering why she was rubbing against her legs. "Are you... marking me?" She asked hesitantly. She thought she had heard somewhere that cats did this when marking her territory, but kind of hoped this wouldn't be true.

Yomela looked up at her and shook her head. "Just loving on you." she said, purring loudly.

"My turn kitty" Alonne gave a wink and gently pulled dione upstairs

Arken stoically replied "Because if you do i'll make you an offer

Monica blinked again. "What offer?" she asked him, placing her hand motioning towards him.

Yomela frowned sadly and sat down where she was, staring at the floor. Her ears lowered and her eyes became watery.

Her cheeks flamed up again, and she followed Alonne upstairs like a puppy dog.

Arken made a noise to call yomela over patting a seat beside him, then looked up at monica "to make you a god killing machine" he said

Monica lifted a brow. "How can you do that? I'm nobody's apprentice witch." she said.

Yomela lifted her ears and quickly jumped onto that seat and sat down on it.

"If you aren't willing to apprentice then i can't" Arken said petting yomela

Monica removed her hood and stared him in the face. "I'd be willing. The name Monica Larooth." she introduced herself.

Yomela purred loudly as he pet her.

"Arken" Arken said and offered his hand to shake

Monica shook his hand.