[If Mithos and Aleos had desired privacy for their chat, they'd rather quickly lost it with how loud Mithos' voice had gotten. The sound of a familiar voice yelling had alarmed Freyjadour, worry creeping into his mind as he quickly began to make his way towards the distant voice.
His pace just increased when he heard a second familiar voice and several scenarios, none of them good, coming to mind. He had tried to avoid the possibility of this meeting happening, tried to give Aleos no leads that would lead to a meeting that would doubtlessly end badly if certain information came out, but even he knew the chances of that working in such a small village would be slim indeed.
It doesn't take him long to locate the two, and the cornered, rageful look on Mithos' face is enough to make that worry spike into caution, a million possibilities as to what might have placed that look on his face coming to mind as he steps into view.] Mithos.
[His tone is quiet, but firm. Whatever was happening, he wasn't about to let it escalate.]
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His pace just increased when he heard a second familiar voice and several scenarios, none of them good, coming to mind. He had tried to avoid the possibility of this meeting happening, tried to give Aleos no leads that would lead to a meeting that would doubtlessly end badly if certain information came out, but even he knew the chances of that working in such a small village would be slim indeed.
It doesn't take him long to locate the two, and the cornered, rageful look on Mithos' face is enough to make that worry spike into caution, a million possibilities as to what might have placed that look on his face coming to mind as he steps into view.] Mithos.
[His tone is quiet, but firm. Whatever was happening, he wasn't about to let it escalate.]