"Too many dang rats around here anyway..." Isaac said as cast a fire spell on the rat and incinerated its body. They kept searching for what seemed like an eternity, even though in actuallity it had only been a few minutes. "I cant see a thing. I'm gonna cast a light spell." He held his staff tightly and rose it a little bit. Then it began to glow, changing a small area of darkness around them into a brighter surrounding. "Much better..."

OOC: I'm back from Mississippi.

@Flightless: Ken's sword already has a flame enchantment on it.

IC: Duriel was quite quite pleased with the partner he had received(sp?).

"Shall we start? Choose a direction and I will follow."

The two were still in the cave, ready to fight.

"Destroy the Staff?! Are you completely insane?" Seraph was angry. "You could do
a lots of good Stuff to many people out there... Wouldn't that be worth it defending
it to whatever kind of danger?" The Staff was now directly behind him. He stopped.
"Besides that...I heard from a friend of by brother that you could neutralize
great evil with that staff. For the cost of it's bearers and the Staff's death...But I don't believe him. Maybe it's just a rumor.
And even if it were true, it's better to use the staff as long as possible, don't you think?" He lowered down to grab the Staff...

Tyjet held his crossbow up and pointed it at Seraph... "Don't move!!!" Tyjet started to move in closer to the staff...

"As long as there is evil in this world the staff will never be used for good... Eveything that has ever been created for good was found to have an evil purpose. WE CAN'T LET THAT HAPPEN!!" Seraph's hand crept closer to the staff... "NO!! Don't move" yelled Tyjet... "Look, who is your brother and where does he live... Let's at least talk to him before we make rash decisions..."

Seraph backed his hand away from the staff a little... If Seraph made one more move towards that staff he would have no choice but to shoot him... Tyjet pointed his crossbow waiting to see what Seraph would do... His choices were to talk, or be shoot...

"As I already told to you...my brother was killed by the "necromancer" as you call him. I refered to him as the Darkness, The Evil..." Seraph backed away from the Staff. "We cannot get sure if this rumor is true, but what you say is true....at least to one point. There will always be evil, so in your opinion we shouldn't create anymore good things?"

Suddenly the Door to the cave broke open and in came a redguard followed by two nord and a dark elf. The Redguard had light armor on him and two or three daggers. The Nord had both a two handed Axe with orcish armor on them. And the Dark Elf looked like a Prisoner. "What?!...Whaddaya guys think you're doing in our bandits cave? Kill them!" the Redguard screamed...

It was so sudden that Tyjet quickly took a shot of at the redgaurd... He fell to the ground paralyzed... "Look, let's just fight off these guys... I hate unwanted guest..."

Tyjet then started loading his crossbow again, he only had five paralyze bolts left... He started to take the shots as the chances came... Soon the only one still standing was the dark elf. Tyjet then dropped his crossbow and charge in with his mace in hand... He swung down on one of the nords and hurt him badly... "Seraph, help!!" When Tyjet turned around, Seraph was gone... and so was the staff...

Tyjet knew he couldn't do this on his own so picked up his crossbow and ran farther in to the cave... He could see Seraph ahead of him. Tyjet just kept running, then a big blast of ice hit the wall next to him... The dark elf following Tyjet was not to far behind. Tyjet tried to run faster but the uneven ground and rocks made it hard to run... He had to escape, he had to get that staff!

Seraph still had pangs of conscience. Then he heard a Ice blast hitting the Wall.
Fast he crouched into a niche in the wall. He waited. During the run he had tied the Staff on his back. He now drew his poison glass daggers. Tyjet ran past him.
He still waited. Then, as the Dark Elf started to cast another Ice blast Seraph focused on his throat, shining in the light of the spellcasting, and suddenly juming
out of the dark, cutting a clean line with the daggers, the casting dark elf fell lifeless to the floor.
Tyjet stopped suddenly.

"We must hurry...the others may be alright already" Seraph whispered.

"Let's find an exit."

"Look, let's just team up for now, agreed?" Tyjet said and then Seraph nodded in agreement. Tyjet quickly lotted the body for anything that could help them... He found a pair of rings, one was enchanted to increase wisdom and the other increased strength...

Tyjet got up fast and tossed one of the ring (strength) to Seraph... "Here, put it on..." Tyjet then slide on the ring and started to chant as he ran... A purple light started to cover Tyjet and he started running much faster... Good he thought. Tyjet stared to run a long side Seraph and he cast the same spell on him... Fortify Speed was a great spell...

Tyjet then talked to Seraph, "Do you know this cave well?"

Eiade began to think about how they could make the search faster. Well, Seraph obviously had the staff, and he had to put it somewhere safe. Maybe he was in a cave. Or maybe a house or inn in some town. No, not a town. If it had been a town then it would've had to be Gnisis, and he couldn't get away with walking around with stolen confiscated items of a prisoner. Had to be a cave, a ruin, or maybe even a house or shack away from town. It was unlikely that there were any houses or shacks in the wilderness. It must be a cave or ruin. If it was a cave, it was most likely near the seashore, where most caves were. If it was a ruin, then she knew of two daedric ruins in the Gnisis-Khuul area, from when adventurers talked about them in taverns. Yasammidan, near the coast on a small penninsula, and Ashalmawia, which was northeast of Ald Velothi. Both of them were too far away for him to walk as fast as he did to camp. He must be in a cave.

"Tarkel, do you know about any caves in the area?" She asked. "I've been thinking it through, and chances are he's in a cave."

"No not really...i've been here only one...before i met your group. I didn't even thought
that this cave is so big."

They ran about one and a half mile, then they suddenly stopped. They reached a big cave with
pallets and a lighted campfire. On a stool sat an Orc, sleeping. On the righthandside he had a Daedric Battle aXe.
In the back part of the cave was a sea. But there was no escape.
at least it thought so.
"Shhh, lets get past that orc. Maybe there is a underwater tunnel."

"Caves.. I know there's one over there..", he pointed to the left, "and I know there's two somewhere..", he stood up, turned his head around and then pointed straight ahead. "It is most likely that they ended up in that one..", he pointed to his left again, then a loud scream cut through the night. Tarkél froze, wathced Eiade, then they both turned and ran through the forest.

Meanwhile, Seraph and Tyjet were both sneaking as far away from the orc as possible, then Seraph's foot hit a fairly big rock, he fell, grabbed a hold of Tyjet's arm, and they both went down with things falling out of their pockets and making loud sounds. "You guys back already? I was getting worr.. what the hell?! Who are you guys? Why are you here?" The orc stood up and grabbed his axe.

Seraph instantly pulled out his Daggers and his Ring of chameleon (50% constant) so he couldn't be seen so good in a fight.
The Orc didn't argue much, he knew they were intruders and therefore they had to be killed. So he started to ran over to them...

Seraph crouched in the dark cave, stretched a leg and tripped the orc. "Water", he said and pulled Tyjet's arm. they both ran the few feet to the sea and jumped in. They could hear the orc's scream when they hurried to the far end of the cave where the cave wall ended in the water.

Meanwhile, Tarkél and Eiade had reached the cave opening and were now standing a few feet inside. The cave was very dark and filled with smoke from the fire where the orc had been sleeping. "Shall we?", said Tarkél with a small smile and made a move towards the cave.

Tyjet dove down in to the water hoping to see a door or something and then he saw something... a small hole that lead out to the sea... Tyjet signaled Seraph to follow him. They both squezed themselves through this hole and found they were at a rocky shore. "Well at least we're safe..." Tyjet looked at Seraph's back and saw that the staff was still there... Tyjet waded through the water and brought himself to some land and proped himself up against a rock. "I wonder where everyone is?"

Sorrion had been out searcing for the missing pair, but he hadnt had any luck. He had moved to where the coast was. Sorrion had always liked the ocean and he felt calm while he was searching. As he rounded a rock he spotted two figures on the edge of the water. Sorrion ran over to them and noticed that it was Seraph and Tyjet. He ran over to Tyjet to help him out.
"Are you ok" Sorrion questioned the soaking man ", where were you"?
As Sorrion was asking his companion these questions, he pulled his sword out facing Seraph.

The two entered the cave, and the smoke smell was quite strong. Inside there were bedrolls, candles, books, and many crates that were surely full of smuggled goods. They cautiously continued through the oil lamp-lit room. The room had a tunnel that led deeper into the cave.

"Shall we investigate? Or turn back?"

OOC: erm? so me and fishey stick are running around the woods looking for everyone right?

OOC:No, we're sitting around waiting for everyone to get back there. And oh, Alexander, you were supposed to go with Duriel, if you didn't get my point

IC:Tarkél watched the cave and the crates laying around. "Well, if there's any chance that they ended up in here, we have to find them. We could have a look and then..", he stopped and turned into the darkness of the cave. Tarkél loaded an arrow to his bow and aimed it into the darkness. "Who's there?", he asked and watched the darkness.

Suddenly, the orc came rushing out of nowhere with his axe high above his head. Tarkél let go of the arrow and it flew straight into the orc's shoulder, cutting through the thick armor covering it. The orc dropped his axe, grabbed his shoulder, then rammed Tarkél with his shoulder so he flew into the wall behind him.
He turned around, grabbed a wooden lid to one of the crates and threw it at Tarkél.

please remove

OOC:Sorry for not understanding. Should Duriel be there when i find them, or should we be together in the woods. I cant post until i know.

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ALEX!!!! YOU POSTED ON MY NAME!!


forgive me everyone, it seems my good friend across the street acidentially posted on my name and had me grow to level eight

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i just wanted to inform yall of that =)

Eiade ran and vaulted into the air, and landed a kick square in the chest of the orc just as the lid left his hand. The orc was knocked down but quickly got back up, and Eiade engaged in hand-to-hand combat with him. He was inept at hand-to-hand, and Eiade could easily dodge and deflect his swings, and he could really only use one arm, thanks to Tarkel's quick shooting. He was much stronger and tougher than she was, but she was clearly the better fighter in this style.

OOC: Fishy decide the outcome.

OOC: Excuse me Flightless Bird, I was at your neighbors house, watching the kid. I used there comp. and you were the last one who had signed on there. My bad.

IC: Sorrion asked Duriel "What should we do about these two"? Sorrion was still not sure as to what he should do with the sword he had drawn, but he tended to feel better with a sword in his hand. Sorrion told Seraph "Why did you run, you could have just talked it out? Its not like we were going to hurt you."

OOC: Eiade, Tarkhel don't forget the redguard and the two nords who were paralyzed (not anymore). You obvoiusly entered through a second entrance,
because you would hve seen the others...i'll draw a plan of the cave during the
morning

IC: Seraph watched the sunrise over the hills behind him. The sea was quiet and peaceful. He wans't in the mood to fight. "Well...I've got my reasons."
He looked around. Morning mist was all over the coast, and a slight wind
came from the ocean. "By the way, thanks tyjet for teaming up with me in there.
The new Ring i got will be useful." He pulled out of his coat a bunch of leashes.
In there he had some Potions. He took two of them and handed them to
Tyjet. "Here you go. A Exclusive Fortify Magicka and a Exclusive Fortify Intelligence Potion for you as a gift."

OOC:Well heres my drawing of teh cave:

BTW: I want to apologize for the mark/recall spell i made
and for the little power posing in my posts.
It was now that I read you shouldn't do that (even if i pp'sed not so
heavily) so I'm sorry...it's my first rpg...

I hope I get better from time to time!

OOC:Dude, you said it.. ah well, we'll say entrance two then, or else we would have to edit posts forever.. ehrm, cave entrance two it is.

IC:Tarkél rubbed his bruised chest and stood up. It took a while before he realised where he was. The orc was still waving around with his big hand against Eiade, who skillfully dodged his swings. Finally, the angered orc hit her right over the head, she hit the cave wall and fell to the ground without a movement.

Enraged, Tarkél grabbed for his bow, but couldn't find it, so he grabbed the lid from the ground and cracked it on the orc's skull. He quickly jumped onto the orc from behind, and while holding on with his legs, he started beating the orc as hard as he could untill they both fell and the orc remained still. Tarkél turned around and spotted Eiade laying on the ground with blood coming from a small cut in her forehead and out of her mouth.

"Damn that orc", Tarkél muttered and pulled his cape of his back. He lifted Eiade up and wrapped the cape around her. He picked his bow up and hanged it around his shoulder, then he grabbed Eiade and walked out of the cave with her in his arms.

OOC:

Da jia hao! 大家好！ (If you don't have the Chinese character set, you won't be able to read that)

Anyway, sorry I haven't posted in a while. I seem to have missed a HUGE bit of what's happened. I tried to read all the posts that I missed but I didn't get very far, can someone brief me please? I've also forgotten what my character was about to do next...oh well...

Chances are, I'll be away again after this post for a while...this really is a bit of a mess...

Tyjet took the two potions and put them in his sack... "Well now that we have time, please Seraph, explain yourself and your stance. If you are not with us, we won't hurt you. Just don't get in our way."

Tyjet looked over at him and could see he didn't want to talk but they really needed him to. "Look, just tell us what you know and why you want to keep the staff..."

Eiade was half-awake and half-unconcious, and she realized she was being carried. She could feel her own warm blood on her face. She opened her eyes a little, and saw Tarkel's stout face looking ahead, emerald eyes focused and determined. She held on to him and buried her face in his chest, trying to drown out the world spinning around her, and blacked out once more...

Eiade hadn't taken into account the fact that the orc was wearing solid iron gauntlets, otherwise the blow wouldn't have done so much damage. The orc's sheer strength paired with the iron on his fist made Eiade see stars, stumble backwards and fall, and black out. But she could've swore that before she went unconcious, she could hear the shuffling of feet far off down the cavern's deep tunnel...

OOC: Chunky, i know how it is man. I left for a week and heck broke loose. lol Anyway i nominate fisheystick to brief you. i dont feel like going All the way back to your last post and finding where to start... lazy..lazy..lazy...

OOC:I'm way ahead of you, Bird.

IC:Tarkél heard sounds behind him, someone running. He turned his head and saw a nord with a huge axe and worn orcish armor running in the forest behind him. The nord wasn't very fast in his heavy armor, but the axe in his hands didn't look like it was there to make him look good. Tarkél stopped, layed Eiade on the ground with her head against a tree, then pulled out his bow and an arrow.

"I advice you to go back, I've got the biggest chance of walking away from here alive", Tarkél said and turned to the surprised nord. "Oh really? well that tiny arrow doesn't look like it could penetrate a pillow so why don't you leave the girl and take your silly toy back to where you came from?", said the nord and laughed.
Tarkél pulled the arrow further back and focused his eyes on the nord, there was no sign of the friendly elf in his face anymore.

"Leave, or I'll make sure you never will", he said to the nord, who stopped laughing and watched the arrow with a little bit of doubt in his eyes. "I'll let you go for now, wouldn't want to kill a kid, would I?", said the nord and started backing away. "I never want to see you again, elf." Tarkél turned back to Eiade as the nord started to walk away. He hanged the bow around his shoulder again and bent down to pick her up.

Just then, he felt something fly into his left leg and he fell to his knees. The poison from the throwing dart in his leg was spreading in his body. Tarkél pulled the dart out and threw it away. He stood up as much as he could, grabbed his bow again, pulled an arrow from his quiver and shot it straight at the nord, who was trying to get away. The arrow missed with a few inches but then wasn't important anymore. Once again, Tarkél hanged his bow over the shoulder, then picked up Eiade and started walking as good as possible with the poison still spreading in his body.

OOC: From what Seraph said, i think i am with Tyget and him on the coast.

IC: "If you wont answer us, just leave. We will probably have to take the staff no matter what though." Sorrion told Seraph. He had put his katana back into its sheath on his back. Sorrion thought about what they needed to do next.
"Tyget, we need to go find the others. We all left to look for you two. If Seraph will talk to us, then we should listen on the way back to camp." Sorrion told the drying elf.

OOC: hey fishystick, so you're leaving the cave...you must be near us...come and join us...

IC:
"I just don't like the fact to destroy something which can make so many good
things.And besides that...
It's just...many memories are connected to that staff...I remember Cherub
when he was healing many people who were victims of a very hard attack on
their village.
Then he also cured me from my certain death with this staff. I just cannot
let
go of it."

Seraph had pulled out an arrow and was now poking in the dark brown sand
which
was all around them.

"But you mentioned a guy you're heading to...who knows how to destroy the
staff...I immediatly thought of the friend of my brother as you said that.
That gave me hope..."

He stopped poking, and removed the hood. The rising sun hit him from the
back and made a long shadow. After a short pause he said, shaking the head.

"No but it can't be...he's been lost for more than five years now. Who did
you say
was in contact with him before? This Bosmer?"

Has-Big-Axe awoke from his drugged sleep. He fancied that he had dreamed of the sounds of battle, of orcish grunts and Cyrodil screams but when he awoke, he found himself flat on his face, still in his cold cell. He glanced at the bowl of water, drugged water. He cursed the guards and slowly stood up. He looked around bleakly and called for water, disregarding the semi-full bowl of drugged water. A guard appeared, he had a freshly bandage on his head and he grunted at the Argonian, he shoved a bowl of water into the cell.

Has-Big-Axe gulped down the water and gave the bowl back to the guard who sauntered off with it. He'd had to break out from this dirty prison thought Has-Big-Axe, his mind cogitated the possible escape routes and one plan formulated itself in his mind. He called the guard over and taunted him. The guard, snorted and walked off but the Argonian reached through the bars of his cell and pulled the guard's dagger from its sheath. He'd have to hide it, and it wasn't much but it would be enough he thought.

"Ken, this is pointless. for all we know they could've found him by now. I say we try and contact them....We cant send a spell up(like a flare) cause it might alert any enemies near by... uh.... any bright Ideas?" Isaac said quickly as he slapped a bug on his shoulder. There has to be some way on cantact...maybe we can just go back to the camp... Isaac's thoughts ceased as his attention was drawn off to a noise comming from far away. "Did you hear that?" Isaac whispered. "that was no creature...

Tarkél made his way through a large bush, the poison was starting to kick in by now, he was feeling strange, his vision waved from side to side and he wouldn't be able to walk much more. As he broke through another bush he saw two figures standing in the forest a few feet away. Tarkél fell to his knees, layed Eiade on the ground, then stood up again. He wandered a bit closer until he recognized the two figures, Ken and Isaac. He reached his hand to wave, but lost his balance and fell to the ground and hit his head on a rock.

Isaac was startled by Tarkel's Appearence but acted quickly. He pulled out a potion marked ''heal'' and moved to Tarkel. "Drink this..." he said as he poured the substance into Tarkels mouth. He then took off his torn robe and folded it up and put it on an elevated bush to lay Tarkels head on. Shoot, where is Tyjet when you need him... He then moved over to Eiade and pulled out another identical potion and poured it into Eiades mouth. Isaac then rummaged through a sachel and found another robe to have Eiade use as a pillow. His Glass armour was glittering in the shimmering light given off by his staff, which was starting to not produce as much light as before. He picket it up, mumbled a spell and it lit up again. While casting a levitation spell on his staff to float in air, he yelled, "Ken! Go find out where these two came from, i'll guard them." They should be up any minute now... That potion was unusually strong...

Eiade stirred because she had been put on the ground, and her eyes slowly opened. She sat, and felt her forehead. There was an opening that was now sealed by semi-dried blood, and down her face there were streams of blood crust. She took a leaf from a nearby plant and wiped the blood from her face, put dared not touch the main wound, out of fear that the scab would break and send a new wave of her liquids onto her face.

She looked and saw Tarkel on the ground, now unconcious himself. She lept up and went over to him immediately and rolled his body up off of his face, and using her remaining strength, leaned him up against the large rock he had hit. She immediately searched through her belt to find some marshmerrow. She chewed it into a cud once more, and applied the pulp to the new gash on his forehead, which was now oozing out blood. It stopped the bleeding, and began to work its healing properties on the wound. She then did the same for herself.

"Outlaws from the cave are on their way here as we speak, and are not 3 minutes from arriving. Get ready. I will tend to him." She couldn't pick him up, but did her best to drag him to the other side of the small clearing, and propped him up against a tree. She immediately got to work with the poison. She rolled him on his side and found the hole where the dart had entered. To the surprise of the rest of the party, she began to suck the remaining poison out of the wound, and spit it on the ground. She now looked quite savage and beastly with blood all around her mouth.

"Guys, I need alit hide and rat meat now! Either that or scathecraw and scrib jelly! I don't know if either of you have any of those, but try to find some!"

Tarkél noticed movement around him. His eyes were not completely closed, so he could see a bit of the action around. He tried to move his arm, but it didn't respond. He could see A large figure move away from him and another one bending down besides him. Suddenly, a third figure came into his view, he recognized her, it was Eiade. He was begining to feel strange again, but he could still see everything. his eyes were starting to clear and he could move his fingers a bit.

Tarkél noticed he was rolled over on his side. He lifted his head a bit and saw Eiade by his legs. He stretched his hand towards her and then all went black.

Ken ran ahead. He could see a cave. "Well, Isaac's little experimant did work. If, that is, they found them here." He saw something else, coming towards him. "Theres our outlaws." Ken stopped moving and merely waited. "Well, this shouldn't take long."

Sorrion thought about what Seraph had said before replying. "Why does it matter if the staff helped you in the past. That does not change the fact that there are people out there, who know about the staff, who want to use it for evil. We have to destroy the staff or them, and from what I've heard, I doubt we can. Our only hope is to destroy the staff. Dont get my wrong I am truly sorry for what happened to your brother, Cherub, but you can't live in the past. What would he have wanted? If he was a decent being, then he would have wanted us to destroy the staff." Sorrion told Seraph as he was walking into the woods from the beach.

A seasoned warrior, Has-Big-Axe had been in many Orcish taverns before and he had learnt much Orcish tavern language. He tried some of it on the guard while carefully holding the dagger behind his back. The orc grunted in annoyance and went back to devouring some poor bird on his plate. Has-Big-Axe persisted and the language got stronger, then he started involving the Orc's family in the monologue - especially the maternal side of it - and he stood up with a roar, "SHUT UP YOU LIZARD!!"

Has-Big-Axe laughed at him and said something extremely rude to do with a guar and his mother and the Orc snapped. He put on his heavy steel gauntlets and stormed over to the cell. Has-Big-Axe leapt back from the bars of the cell. The orc reached through the bars but could not reach the prancing Argonian, now graphically demonstrating the involvement between the guar and the guard's mother. The guard roared himself into a frenzy and grabbed the keys and hastily opened the cell. He stepped in and swung with great force at the Argonian.

Has-Big-Axe ducked and tackled into the Orc who fell. The Argonian, got up, kicked the Orc down again and brought the dagger to bear against his throat. The severed windpipe gurgled blood and the Orc fell dead. Has-Big-Axe walked out from the cell and found his possessions in a large chest. Nothing was missing, these guards weren't so bad after all. The Staff was still there, it had not been pawned off by the guards, Has-Big-Axe sighed in relief. He put on his armour and things and strutted into the main room of the guardhouse. A few seconds later, a further three orcs lay dead and the Argonian retrieved one of his daedric darts from a guard's forehead before walking out into wilderness.

OOC: Has-Big-Axe had the Staff remember? When he went to jail, the Staff went with him. It's an expensive looking staff so maybe the guards would have tried to sell it.

OOC: Well actually I carry the Staff...please read my incoming(!)
I'm the carver of teh Staff...I robbed it...blah blah long story. I recommend you
to read it (right after gnisis-part)
OOC2: @ Eiade. Tarkhel and you are not with tyjet. he is walking with sorrion and me to teh camp. My OCC in a prevoius post was hypothetical.

IC:
Seraph untied the staff while walking (OOC: see? ). He looked at him sadly.
"At least he has to be destroyed not only to be destroey, but he has to fulfill his
purpose."
Seraph looked in the air as if he thought about something.
Then he said:
"The night my brother went off for the necromancer he said 'Now the staff will
meet his destiny. The purpose of this staff will be fulfilled tonight.' I think he
ment, that the Staff was initially made to banish great evil. But as facts show,
it wasn't the right time, maybe not even the right enemy, the Staff is still here
and his purpose is not yet done.
I believe that the only way to destroy it is to banish the great evil chasing us.
Only with that the Staff could reach his ultimate purpose..."

They reached a small open field. In the back they saw Eiade and Tarkhel.

"Look, let me join you? I am the only one of you is freed from the curse of the staff (thanx to my bro'). And besides that I want to hear what this man you are looking for, has to say about this Staff.
So?"

OOC: Oh for god's sake...plot incontinuity. Ok, I don't have the Staff, it magically disappeared and appeared to you.

OOC: Read it...I really reccomend it to you ^^ it's cool....

Tyjet looked at his teammates as he listened to Seraph's words. They all seemed to have a questionable look on their face. "Well Seraph, I trust you won't betray us... Help us see this through and maybe this will be your chance to avenge your brother. If the staff was created to destroy evil, we had best be the ones using it. I don't see any other group more qualified. Let's get back to camp and we will find a way to signal everyone." Tyjet and everyone else continued to walk through the forest to their camp.

OOC: I am really confused where is everyone. Who is with me and Seraph?

Élsúch and Apache were both sitting at the camp, talking, when they heard a sound coming from the forest. Élsúch stood up and grabbed his bow from the ground. "Who's there?", he asked. Then, out of a bush to his right, a man came running. "It's here!", he shouted and kept running. Once he reached the other side of the clearing, he vanished into the bushes and all was silent.

Two seconds later, a huge noice was heard and the man came flying out again. A huge shape came walking out of the forest. almost 9 feet tall with grey scales and two gigantic wings entered the light from the fire. It reached out a long arm and grabbed the frightened man. Élsúch loaded an arrow on his bow and sent it into the creature. "Hurry!", he shouted to Apache.