[Raven Keyla]

Raven paced down the street slowly. Being alone was starting to grate upon her nerves, as was the lack of oppurtunity for causing trouble. The bandoleer across her chest was laden with daggers she had collected over the years, all varying in weight and design but it was comforting to know they were there, especially after the last attempt on her life made by Excessum Perfeci.
As usual one finger was toying with the pommel of the smoke stained dagger that never left her side while her other hand drew her black cloak around her form as she attempted to remain inconspicuous. Her hood was up and her mind distracted. It' s quiet without him. And I'm not sure if that's a good thing anymore. She thought, sighing slightly as she continued to walk.

She hadn't seen Sundown for a while and the intial wonderment from the lack of arrogant archer had long worn off. Shaking her head violently, as if to clear her mind of thoughts of her friend, her hood fell, revealing her pale face and amethyst eyes. She didn't bother to pull it back up. There was no need to hide in Jaedaxia, not anymore.