((OOC: Start it, baby, start it!
I think that everybody that is currently in the Umbra are the ones that are going with anyway....and while not everyone is at the front steps, I'm sure they will all get there some way or another when your battle starts. As for those not currently in the Umbra, I believe they are all planning on joining up later. So, my vote is to start it now...))
Tamrissa's eyes darken as Thisias strikes Zera, but she stays silent. She looks to Clutch as he speaks, looking displeased with his announcement and the whole situation in general.
Farewell, Cameron...and thank you, she calls after him with her mind, knowing there is something other than the business with Zera that he concentrates on.
She turns less than admiring eyes to Thisias.
I think you are quite lucky that I have such a high respect for your father, Thisias, otherwise I would have let them aim their weapons at you. And I think you are immensely lucky that they didnt carry through with killing her and maybe you, she breathes wearily and motions with her hand. Go
take her and go. When you are ready to leave this plane notify me
but until then, stay out of my sight.
Her eyes go to Zera.
I will be watching your every move, woman. I will be listening to your every word and waiting for even a hint that you are planning something. And if I see or hear anything I dislike, I will see to it that you suffer. Understand?
She doesnt wait for an answer, turning her back on the both of them and looking at those who remain. Something in her expression is disturbed, but her voice doesnt betray her as she speaks.
As I said before, you are all welcome to stay as long as you wish. You have my gratitude and Feis, Im sure. We are deeply in debt to you all and if we can help in any way, all you must do is ask, she is sincere, though a bit distracted and tired. Hopefully this trial has been the last of this mess, so you may again go back to your business of relaxing and going back to your own missions. Thank you again.
Her smile is faint as she turns and walks down the stairs, sensing that there has been a large arrival of new spirits. She walks towards them, several of her own ghosts gathering in to float just behind her. As she approaches the awed spirits, a few of them come forward. Without speaking, they grow close. The resident spirits following her crowd in front of her, protecting her.
No, let them come.They give off the emotion of uncertainty, but slowly move back. One of the new moves forward once more, passing over her like a misty fog. She gasps as the coldness envelopes her, but her mind grasps images and thoughts that the spirit gives off. The pale figure turns slowly and moves around to face her again.
Welcome, she sends to them all.
And finally rest peacefully.She watches them begin to smile and move about, mingling with the already present ghosts. A moment later, she turns away, concentrating on the message given by the spirit