Promises Kept

On the road again; well, traversing the skies. With a lid on her fury for the time being, she watched the forest pass by below, their path straying as the glimmering sea came into view. Renesmee recapped what she had learned. Great-grandmother who is a god...grandmother is a god...her mother a former demigod who forsook her lineage to become a vampire. Saved from mortal injuries twice by a figure she just met today; drinking her mother's blood after defeating her finally. Did that mean assuming Esme's guilt? Rene couldn't help but feel dirty after the act after all.....it didn't sit well even if done in the heat of the moment. Still, what hurt most was the casual meeting between godly ancestor and that male. It was a low blow that he kept such a thing from her....yet he wanted her to trust him. A familiar rage frothed and boiled once more as her head spun.

A sudden dip by Aethon broke her out of this candescent enmity. "Do you want to land for a bit? We've already covered a lot of ground," Rene offered, feeling Aethon fly lower in response. Pergrande and Sin were long in their wake after all; with the rapid approach of the Desierto-Bellum border, it would be time to turn north. She had no interest in flying over or trekking through a desert wasteland. Once they landed, Rene sat down. It struck her finally that they had been traveling for well over a day at this point without a wink of sleep. She was used to this at this point, but the wobbliness of Aethon showed the latter was not. Rene patted the ground next to her, lining up her back against a tree as Aethon joined her, the bird shifting to her human form.

"So..what now?" Aethon asked, yawning lightly.

"We rest a bit, then we turn northwest. We're cutting across Joya before heading for Fiore; according to reports there's a Tetsuya there as the head of a troublesome guild. It's drawn the ire of the MCs if they're to be believed," Rene responded.

"Sounds about right; he's an irresponsible turd after all."