Acea rolls her eyes where she is sitting and playing her harp as she hears Anavren suffer nobily. Still feeling sorry for his unfortunate turn of events she doesn't say anything. After he is now old long before his time. Acea continues to play her harp as the others loot the fallen attackers and throw their bodies out of the veil(if possible). One they are done sh ewill look at he others and speak, "We probably should set some sot of watch up, if we were already attacked once, who knows what else might attack in the night."
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Looking at Acea you see a small elven female. She has piercing green eyes and deep brown hair. You notice that her eyes never seem to stay still and that she keeps close watch on the harp she has strung over her back.