Grace did a big heckin sigh with her hat
the twins see a hat laying on the ground and pick it up
(ahem okay stupid inside joke is over)
Rachne continued to sit alone, knitting herself a blanket
Grace sat beside rachne. “You’re cool.”
Rachne finished her blanket and took a deep breath, she finally decided to calm down “thank you human… What happened to your hat?”
“Nothing.” Grace said, holding it.
Leo sat next to Grace quietly.
“B-but…” Grace began sobbing.
Rachne’s eyes widened “oh uhhh” Rachne took a deep breath and started knitting again
Leo hugged Grace hoping it would her calm down.
Grace began crying into Leo instead
Rachne finished knitting and placed a new hat on Grace’s head “h-here”
Eyvris looks at him. “Really, you’re that excited about a f****** hat?”
(Ok, guys we need to be serious again)
William stands in front of the pile of corpses, “Junt Hal” he says quietly, “It is better to die for a cause than live for yourself”
Catina walked back towards the crowd. Almost in a straight line past Grace and Rachne. She stopped to take another sip of Ale, then turned to Grace. “Nice hat.” Catina said, then Catina smiled as she stood there, and swayed ever so slightly.
“My mom gave it to me.” Grace said, as if the past 20 posts never happened and her hat was still an heirloom.
“Always cherish it, as it has such sentimental value.” Catina told Grace,
Arnas walks over. “Than why wear it into battle, where it has a much larger probability to be utterly destroyed by a stray arrow or blast of magic?”
“Do you wear it into battle?” Catina asked Grace.
“And right now, we seem to be in a losing battle against some alcohol.” Catina told Arnas. “But I will keep fighting until the end.” She added, and put her fist over her mouth to suppress the sound of a burp.