"Outlaws," Eiade said to Seraph. "And they're on their way here right now. Get ready to fight." (ooc: there's your fight, hir nesta) Eiade got the last of the poison out of the wound, then, having no other materials to use, used leaves and vines to dress the wound and prevent bleeding and invection. She stood next to Tarkel got out two throwing daggers and prepared for the coming fight. She could hear them approaching and crashing through the brush, about 40 yards away.

Tyjet wasn't in the mood for this, but what happened, happened. He pulled out his crossbow. He only had 3 paralyzes bolts left but he had plenty of ice enchanted ones. He decided it would be best to use the ice ones... he quickly loaded the crossbow and prepared to fight as they got closer and closer to the battle.

A ball of light suddenly shot in to the sky. A flare. "The rest of the group must already be there!" Tyjet called out as everyone started to break in to a run. The team dodged the branches and trees as they ran towards the camp.

Tarkel was still hurt so Tyjet slowed down to his pace. Eiade soon followed suit. "One of us should stay here for Tarkel... Eiade, do you want to stay or should I?... One of us should return to the camp and help... You decide..."

"Son of a..." Isaac said as he picked up its staff and the light that once light up the perimiter faded imeadiatly. After mumbleing some words to himself, a purple barrier began to glow around him. "Everyone back up, I have an idea..." Isaac said as he held his staff pointed at the ground in the direction where the bandits were coming. "I'm gonna cast a fire spell when they reach us. Once it hits, Everyone else follow it. I'm gonna need to restore my magic after this spell..." The bandits were almost upon them. He began to mumble words and his staff glowing.

Has-Big-Axe walked quickly through the wilderness. He had no idea where the rest of his party were and did not know if he would find them. The best he could hope for would be to walk in the direction that they had previously agreed to head in.

OOC: Diversion over, i'll be away again for the next week or so. Sorry i've been a bit of an irresponsible DM lately lol but i'll make it up when I get back to merry old England. 22nd Aug.

OOC: Fishystick could you describe the situation we're all in and then start the fight? PLeeease? ^^

OOC:Ok then, from what I've read and understood, here's the deal: Eiade, Seraph, Ken, Isaac, Tyjet, Sorrion, Duriel and Tarkél are waiting for 3 outlaws to catch up so they can beat them up. Pretty lame fight, isn't it? Anyways, Élsúch and Apache are in the camp with this monster, trying to kill it. I'll add a little something for the people in the woods.

IC: Tarkél felt the darkness leave him and he could see a little better now. Dark shapes all around him, waiting for something. He tried to stand straight, but lost balance and fell back down. He grabbed his bow from the ground and searched for his quiver. The three bandits from the cave came crashing through the forest towards the party. "Kill them!", the redguard shouted and jumped over a big bush.

When they were about 3 feet from Ken, Something happened that made them stop. A huge monster, like the one in the camp, came walking through the night, breaking trees in half without even noticing it. A long arm shot out, grabbed one of the nords and snapped him in two pieces like he was nothing. Without even noticing it, the thing turned to the rest of the party and watched them all, or atleast it seemed like it did, there were no eyes to be seen anywhere.

OOC: What kinda monsta is tis?

IC: Seraph put on his Chameleon Ring and vanished, running behind a tree.
He grabbed his Bow, set an arrow, turned around and gave a shot.
It hit the monsters skin but it dropped as if it would be shot at stone...

"Oh great, this looks like fun", Sorrion grumbled to himself. He was backing away from the creature a little, but he wasn't going to leave the group.
One of the bandits that had seen the nord killed, ran up to the monster in a rage. It was the redgaurd. He seemed to be a relatively skillful fighter, but that didnt help him in the least against this awful creature.
"Anybody have any ideas on how to kill this.....THING"? Sorrion asked in what for him was a worried tone. He had pulled his katana out of its sheath, but he wasn't sure what he was going to do with it.

OOC:This monster is kind of.. it's a mixture between different monsters, mixed by that necromancer guy.. Luthin or whatever his name was.

IC:Tarkél noticed a huge, grey creature coming from the forest. "Fire..", he whispered. "Fire.. it doesn't like..", he whispered again. The elf grabbed a hold of a big rock next to him and pushed his way up. He leaned against the rock and grabbed his quiver. He pulled out an iron arrow, glwoing red of the enchantment, and laid it on his bow.

He tried to aim straight, but the poison still affected his vision a bit. He let go of the arrow and missed it with a few feet, hitting a tree. The monster noticed him by the rock, reached out with an arm, grabbed him and almost crushed his chest when it picked him up. It waved him around a bit, then threw him into the rock again. The elf landed on the ground, obviously dead.

Meanwhile, Élsúch and Apache had many problems with the monster in the camp. After a while, they both decided it would be better to flee than to stay there and get killed. They hurried into the forest in the direction the others had left.

OOC: Sorry about that last post. I was confused as to where the creature was... I thought everyone was pretty close to it and I had forgoten abouth the bandits... my bad...

IC: Tyjet watched in horror as Tarkel was flung about. When he hit the ground , he wasn't moving... at all. "Everyone! Keep them at bay!" Tyjet then ran over to Tarkel's body... He was injured very badly. It looked like he had a broken leg and a few broken ribs. Blood was coming from his shoulder and some blood trailed down his forehead. The wounds were so bad. Tyjet knew Tarkel was close to death but he had to try and help.

Tyjet pulled out some marshmerrow and resin and started to grid the two... After he had a green paste he covered it over all the major wounds. Small wounds were simply covered with resin. After that he had to do something about the bones. Tyjet but his hands over Tarkel and cast a spell. Blue light shot from Tyjet's hand and circled around Tarkel's body. Tyjet continued to cast over and over again. Blue light lit up the entire forest.

The battle was getting interesting now. Most of the bandits were being beaten down by the creature. Arrows, throwing knives and stars continuosly fired upon the beast. Weapons did nothing, they needed fire...

As the monster saw the efforts Tyjet was making he got angry.
He took a deap breath an roared loid as hell in directon of the party.
Arrows flew away, throwing daggers were winded away. Seraph who stood
closest to it was blown away into the deeper woods. Luckily getting no injuries
he stood up 'boah...doesn't smell that healthy' and ran back to the battlefield.
'I think i got an Idea'

"Aim into the mouth or his eyes!" he screamed as he reached the others.

Eiade grew enraged upon seeing Tarkel thrown to the ground. She knew she couldn't just run up and attack it. She pulled out her halberd, and hoisted it up like a javelin. She waited for the right moment, and threw the halberd as hard as she could at the beast. It was embedded in the creature's right arm, buried deep in muscle and sinew. It roared out in pain, then pulled out the halberd and broke the dwemer weapon in half. Eiade grew wide-eyed. That was the only weapon she had besides her throwing daggers. The blow did nothing to the creature, and it could still effectively use its right arm.

"Time for some magic!" She announced to the party. With her hands she gathered illusion energies and prepared to cast a powerful spell. Tears involuntarily streamed down her face because of Tarkel, but she continued out of anger and resolve.
"Voshvana nonori'e!" She yelled. The huge blast shot out of her palms, and spiraled at the creature. It missed, but its area effect hit the broadside of its body. Green energy swirled around its body and then rocketed to the beast's eyes, and blinded it 100%. Eiade fell to one knee, exhausted.
"I'm out of magicka! Isaac, do your thing!"

The start of the battle came so unexpectantly to Isaac that he lost his balence and fell when the monster showed up. He saw the monster fling tarkel around like a twig and he had to act. "Right!" Isaac said in response to Eiades comment. Chanting some words, his staff began to glow fire red and he launched a flaming orb and the monsters head.

It screamed with pain but was not beaten. It charged at Isaac with arrows and knives in its head and Isaac flew back 10 feet and landed with a thud. "Ow..." He mumbled as he noticed a large gaping wound on his shoulder where the armour didnt cover. He rummaged around his sachel and pulled out a potion. He drunk it and waited...

OOC: Fine Eiade, It got lucky and i have poor reflexes...

"Tyjet, let him go, he's dead....can't you see that? Concentrate on the monster!"
Seraph yelled.

Now that he saw that fire harms that beast he began to rummage around his
quiver. 'here they are' he said, pulling out 3 arrows of fire.

He loaded again and shot one arrow midtst in the beasts eye...(OOC: outcome of this blow is for the next one)

"Tyjet, let him go, he's dead....can't you see that?"

Seraph's comment echoed in Tyjet's mind... "NO!! He's not! I can save him..." Tyjet enraged, continued to cast spells. He wasn't even sure what he was casting anymore. He was running low on magicka... he pulled out a potion and drank it and continued... Rainbows of different lights went everywhere.

Tarkel's body was still just sitting there. His eyes were still closed. There is still hope Tyjet thought... The staff!!!. Tyjet stood up and yelled for Seraph. "Seraph, give me the staff!" It work on Has-Big-Axe's battered body why not Tarkel's? Seraph was in the process of shooting and didn't respond right away. Tyjet then ran over to him. "Give me the staff!"

Seraph's shot impacted on the eye. This did not much damage, but the beast was angryer than before.
"Let him there Human, and concentrate on the fight." Obviously annoyed of the
poor effect it had on the monster. "I tell you, there are ways to save a life
even when it's spirit is leaving the body. The costs are high, but I could even revive
your dead friend over there...But at high costs. Now leave him...and help us out
with this thing here. Have you got fire arrows?"

"All I have is ice and some paralyze... But I don't care, give me the staff! I have to see if it at least works... I won't lose someone like this." Tyjet looked over at Tarkel's body. He was still very still... "Please Seraph, you fight and I'll try and save him! We shouldn't give up when we have a chance!"

Élsúch and Apache were getting close to the rest of the party, they could hear screams and sounds of battle. The two hurried to reach the others and when they entered a clearing, they saw it all. The monster being attacked from all directions, the bandits laying around, and Tarkél's lifeless body. "What the..", Élsúch muttered and watched the scene. It took him a while to understand it all.

"Damnit!", he shouted and pulled out one of his iron arrows. The arrow cracked on the monster's skin without even making a scratch. The elf pulled out his shining sword and charged at the monster with anger in his mind. He started to swing everywhere he could, jumping from side to side with the blade shining unnaturaly much, even in the darkest of spaces, the light poured out of the blade, red and yellow light.

Oddly, the blade seemed to actually cut through the scales on the monster's body. Suddenly, as if nothing had happened, the creature simply disappeared in thin air. Where it had been standing two seconds earlier, there was nothing. Élsúch stood for a moment and watched the air, almost if he wished it to come back, then dropped his sword and ran over to Tarkél. "Wha.. what happened to him?", he asked and lifted the elf's head.

Eiade ran over to Tarkel's body, not crying, but tears running down her face, and kneeled down, and put her hands on his face.
"Tyjet, you have to do something," she said frantically. She turned to Seraph.
"You! You are immune to the staff's damaging powers to the user! Use it now!"

Seraph was still watching the thin air disappearing.
How could an imagination deal such an amount of damage?
Or wasn't it just an illusion?

He was confused...
Eiade's screams made him aware where he stood.

"I thought that eager bosmer here wants to do it..."
he untied the Staff. "Look...as my brother teached me
how to use this staff correctly, let me do that" he answered with an arrogant note.

He walked down to tarkhel.

"The best thing is...you don't even use magicka if you use it right.
So even a Magic-Looser like me can hanlde that.
It works with thing beyond our understanding."

He kneeled down to Tarkhél and laid the ear on the Elv's chest.

"Well what should I say..we were lucky...
he just died a few seconds ago...that means it's not too late"

He grabbed the Staff and laid it horizontally over Tarkhél
Suddenly a warm light pulsed out of the Staff.
He looked up and said: "As i said...I have to pay a big price for that.
When I'm finished with it...please take care for me?
My soul will not be in my body anymore...I hope i find back...Please help me."

His head bowed down.
Seraph was concentrating on the spirit.

after a few minutes the light grew brighter.
and with a sudden Flash everything was over.

Seraph fell lifeless (not dead) to the ground.

Tarkhél opened his eyes a few seconds later: "what....what happened?"

"Thats...that's it!? It just disappeared! Did you..." Ken turned around. He saw Seraph, lifeless on the grond. Tarkel was just waking up. Ken resheathed his blade and sat on the ground. "I knew I should've left after I escaped that prison...." he started to mumble to himself.... "I don't understand whats going on... and I've never seen a creature like that..."

Isaac came to his senses, looked around and everything was new...His shoulder and head hurt immensly, but they his wound was healing. Tarkel was now up, and Seraph on the ground, The monster was gone. He hadn't seen it go... Others were looking confused too. Elusch was here now... Isaac stood up and stretched his shoulders. His thoughts came back and he began to ponder more vigorously about what happend with Seraph and Tarkel. He walked over to the two and stood there dumbfounded. He then searched through his possesions quickly looking for something he couldnt find...

Élsúch grabbed Tarkél by his shoulders and lifted him up. "Wha.. how.. if..", he mumbled and watched the elf. A sudden crashing sound made them all turn to the forest, seeing that it was only the body of the redguard falling down from a tree, Élsúch turned back to face Tarkél. He wasn't there. "What the..", he whispered and looked around, like he expected Tarkél to be hiding somewhere.

"You have the staff, don't you?", asked a dark voice. "Where am I?", asked Tarkél and watched his surroundings. A dark room, shadows all around, no visible way out. "You have it, don't you?", asked the voice again. "I don't know what you're talking about", answered Tarkél and grabbed for his bow. "I noticed your life pouring away, then coming back to you, only the staff could've done that", the voice said.

Suddenly, one of the shadows took a step forward and punched the elf hard in the back. He fell to the ground, trying to catch his breath, then got kicked in the stomach. "You have it! give it to me!", shouted the voice. "I don't know what you're..", he started, then another kick made him stop. "If you won't give it to me, I'll make you", the voice said. A strange feeling spread across Tarkél's body, almost as if something was trying to get in.

"Get it, get the staff", a voice whispered in his head. "They are not your friends, they will kill you", it whispered. Suddenly, the black shadows were gone and he found himself laying in the forest, not very long from where the others were. He grabbed his bow and his quiver, then set out to find them.

Seraph felt his spirit flowing out of his body.
Then darkness.

It felt like hours he spent in the darkness strifing around.

Then he found a wooden door.
He opened it.

Suddenly light came and filled the darkness.
His Spirit was floating through dimensions and time
and at the end of the tunnel he arrived at a plains.
Ashes and dust were everywhere and beasts and monsters were
walking around...

'I have to find my body again... but where am I?'

Eiade watched in horror as these event unfolded.
"What in the hell is going on?!?" She yelled. She didn't normally swear, but she was frustrated and confused.

"Wait.. wait and we'll see, not much we could do anyway", said Élsúch and turned around again, just as he was waiting to find anything there. "Help me.. help me get this man back to the camp.. he did in fact do as he promised us, though I'm not sure this was the best sollution.. let's just wait and see if Tarkél bothers to find us." Élsúch turned to Eiade and kept going, this time, he spoke bosmeri.

"I'm not sure that the use of this staff was better than letting him.. I mean I'm not sure that if Tarkél does indeed find us, he will be the same as before, many minds have been corrupted by that thing. I know he had stronger feelings for you than any of us, even me, and I'm sure you felt for him to, I'm only preparing you for the worst", he said.

Tyjet was very happy to see Tarkel come back but when he vanished, he feared the worst. And now Seraph was dead it seemed. Elsuch carried the body to the camp and placed him on an already laid out blanket. Tyjet started to remember Seraph's last words and sat down next to the body, wondering what to do. He was showing no signs of a survival. "What did Seraph mean when he said for us to help him... How do we help him? Should I try and heal him?"

Eiade plopped down on a rock at the camp and stared at the ground. Her head hurt. She thought about what Elsuch had said. He won't be the same? She didn't want to think about it anymore. She began to sing to herself, and leaned back on the rock and looked up at the dawn sky, where Azura's Star sat by itself, the last star to disappear. Looking at taht star made her think about Azura, and she prayed to the good Daedra that Tarkel would be alright.


*edited, Hir Nesta

OOC: Well actually it's morning as stadet many times before

IC: Seraphs spirit floated around in the morning sun...
Noone saw him. He was invisible to all other living beings.
He was inexistant for others....It was a shame...

He only had heard of this status, now he's in but he didn't know
where he was.
He started to search for a sign of civilisation.

Finally after a few hours he reached a small village..
now he just had to find out which one it was...if he even was still
on Vvardenfell.
He started to search a road sign...

Tyjet, unsure of what to do, cast a spell on Seraph's body. Magic swirled around his body but nothing happened beyond that. What does he want us to do?


OOC:Today is our 2nd month for this RP!!! We have been playing for 2 months!!

OOC:Archemh, to break the sudden silence that appeared, I'm going to post again(duh), and I want to make it clear that if anyone feels that they wouldn't want to keep going, tell us so we can stop waiting, ok?

IC:Tarkél's feet felt like he had been walking for years as he broke through the bushes near the camp. "Tarkél!", Élsúch shouted and ran over to the elf. "What happened, where'd you go?", he asked and helped Tarkél to sit down near a tree. "I.. I'm not sure..", Tarkél mumbled and watched the others.

"Did everyone make it back alive?", he asked. "Yes, yes, we made it, but Seraph here may have sacrificed himself to get you back from the.. back from the dead.", Élsúch answered and sat down next to Tarkél.

Ken had sat silent the whole time. He was... thinking of all these events. He saw Tarkel, finally back from wherever he was. "The news is great isn't it, elf? But not so great for Seraph here. Hes dead, no doubt. Haha poor elf. Do you have the staff anyone? We need to get on with our mission..." He stood up. "Did he say he knew how to destroy the staff? Pity he's dead, isn't it?" Ken stopped and realized what he was saying. He closed his eyes... "Or.. um.. is there a way to save him?" What came to me to say that?

"Try anything that might work, he did keep his part of the promise, so must we", said Élsúch and watched Seraph's lifeless body. "Anyone that wants to get some sleep, do so now, we're leaving at dusk. I'll keep watch for now, anyone feeling for the second watch?"

Eiade watched Tarkel out of the corner of her eye, then sat next to him.
"Are you ok?" She asked. "What happened? Tell me."

Tyjet looked over the lifeless body. He spells didn't seem to do anything... Tyjet stood up. "I really don't know what to do... Nothing works. How were we suppossed to help him?" Tyjet looked around in confusion when Tarkel walk in to the camp... He looked dazed and confused, which was very different from how he usually was. Tarkel usually held himself together very well. Elsuch and Tarkel had a quick talk and then Elsuch called out. "I'll keep watch for now, anyone feeling for the second watch?"

Tyjet looked around and saw no volunteers... "Sure, I'll do it."

OOC: HAHA! My internet is back. ahem.. sorry everyone, My good friend Charlie came into town and he just made a mess of everything. A total slob if you ask me. He decided to lift my tree out of the ground and throw in on my front lawn! the Nerve! Well, moving on, I need to read alot of "view new posts" so i imagine it wont be long before i post again! Charlie...Charlie...Charlie...

"Well it was.. I don't really know, but..", Tarkél started in bosmeri and turned to Eiade. "One second, I was fighting the monster with you, the next, everything went black and I.. I can't really explain it, but it feels like some sort of empty void in my memory. I felt nothing, saw nothing, couldn't hear..", he said and tried to remember. "Suddenly, I felt this strange warmth through my body, I could hear and see again, after I got up, I was teleported to this dark room.. or cave, then..", his voice faded away and Tarkél stared straight out.

Eiade reached over and grabbed Tarkel's hand.
"Tell me."

Ken just stood there. He turned his hat up a bit. "He musta took a real hard blow... wow." He sat back down. He pushed his hat back down over his face more. "He's probably delusional..." He sat and thought. "I was born in the Dragontail Peaks.. under the sign of the Ritual. Have you ever heard of that constillation? It links with the undead and stuff. Last night, I could see the stars forming the eye of the Ritual. Beautiful sight, it is. Do you think it could help someone dead, or almost-dead maybe, like Seraph over there? I don't know much about magical and spiritual stuff. I'm just going by what I've heard in the past. So I don't know if I could do anything."

"The Ritual.. yes, I've heard about that one, though I've never actually seen it in the sky.. I myself was born under The Tower", Élsúch said and leaned against a tree. "It's odd really, pictures in the sky created by the stars.. I wonder what makes the stars place themselves exactly there."

Tarkél held Eiade's hand in his for a few seconds, then he turned to her and smiled a bit. "Come", he whispered to her. They both stood up and walked towards the rising sun. "Where'd you think you're..", Élsúch started, then he changed his mind, they were going to be alright.

When they had walked about for a minute or two, Tarkél stopped at the edge of a small clearing. He took a deep breath and smiled even more than before, he could barely feel the strange feeling he had before. "I love forests like these", he said and sat down in the green grass. When Eiade sat down next to him, Tarkél gathered his thoughts and tried to remember the dark room and the voice that had spoken to him.

"As I told you, i found myself in this dark room or cave.. and there were people around me, atleast I think it was people, then this voice spoke to me..", he started. "I can't really remember what it told me, except that it wanted the staff.. I think it did." Tarkél hadn't let go of Eiade's hand yet, somehow, it made him feel happier about the whole thing, he wasn't going to get hurt by the some voice, right?

"After that, I found myself laying near the same place where the monster attacked us, as nobody seemed to be there, I decided to find my way back to the camp", he finished. He still hadn't mentioned the voice in his own head that told him to murder his own friends, and he probably wouldn't do it either, he could handle a simple voice.

Seraph found himself in a village. He looked around.
Noone noticed him, smelled him, saw him...
he was like in another dimension.
Prisioned in a jail as big as the earth.
He gave up hope. 'I'll never find them. And If I do..what then?' he thought
while walking through the town.

After finding out where he was (A good walk (like 12 hours), north from the place
he saved Tarkéls live), he felt glad that the others weren't that far from here.
'But what if they're already gone?...
Don't think! Start walking!'

And so he started to travel south.

"Well you should still be careful," She said. "It was probably the voice of Luthin, and he's stronger than you think. I know. You must have a strong will and block him out. We can't afford to lose anyone else. Especially you."

Tarkél looked Eiade in the eyes and smiled. "Yes, I know he's strong, but.. it felt so unreal, so..", he said. "It didn't even feel like I was there for real. They kicked me, but I couldn't feel anything when I got back." Tarkél turned to the rising sun and thought a bit about everything that had happened during the night. That's when he heard it again. "Kill her, she want's you harmed, she's not your friend", the strange voice was back, but this time, it didn't feel like just a voice, it felt like it was trying to take control of him, his arm started moving a bit without him even trying to move it.

"Leave, hurry!", he shouted to Eiade and grabbed his own arm. "Get back to the camp and tell Élsúch where he can find me, now!", he shouted and grabbed his head to stop the voice that was growing stronger.

Eiade stared at him awestruck.
"Now! Go!" He yelled. She got up, still looking at him, almost tripped over a stone on the ground, and took off back towards the camp.
"Elsuch! Tarkel's out there at the edge of the woods at the clearing! Somthing's happening to him!" She intended to follow Elsuch to see what was going to happen.

"Damnit, I knew it!", Élsúch shouted and got up. "Stay here, don't leave the camp", he said over his shoulder and ran off with the bow in his hand. He was running and jumping across rocks and logs, he didn't even notice Eiade following him few feet behind. When he reached the clearing, he stopped and pulled out an arrow from the quiver. "Tarkél?", he shouted. No answer. "Tarkél!", he shouted again.

A movement from the other side of the small clearing caught his attention and he ran over. "What's wrong?", he asked Tarkél and grabbed his shoulders. "I can't.. I won't do it.. I..", Tarkél mumbled and held his own arm down against the ground. "What.. oh, damnit!", Élsúch said and reached in his pockets. He pulled out a small green bottle, almost empty and opened it.

He poured the liquid into Tarkél's mouth and made him swallow it. "Thank you, I'm not sure I would've made it much longer", Tarkél said and reached for his cape. "What happened?", asked Élsúch and helped the elf stand up. They started an almost silent conversation in bosmeri, then Tarkél grabbed his bow and quiver from the ground, wrapped the badly torn cape around himself, then turned around and started walking away from the clearing and the camp.

"Where's he going?" Eiade asked Elsuch in Bosmeri.

Élsúch quickly turned around with his bow in hand. Tarkél stopped and turned around to. "Didn't I tell you to stay?", Élsúch asked Eiade and watched her. "If she followed you all the way here, I'll explain to her", Tarkél said with a sad voice and walked back towards them. "I'll wait for you to finish, wouldn't want anything else to happen", Élsúch said and leaned against a tree.

Tarkél came up to Eiade and looked her in the eyes. "What happened earlier can't happen again, not with the rest of you around. If it does, I might end up killing someone, and that would declare the party doomed. If we can't even stick together, we can't make the trip", Tarkél said. "We both talked about it, and we both agreed that it would be best that I.. that I leave you now and try to find a cure, after that, I'll find the rest of you again."

When Eiade came screaming for help at the camp Tyjet looked up and say Eiade had a look of fear in her eyes... Elsuch got up and followed Eiade... Tyjet watched as the two ran into the forest... Somethings not right... Tyjet decided to get up and follow them... By the time he got there, Eiade and Tarkel were talking. Eiade looked teary eyed... Tyjet came out of the brush and walked up to Elsuch... "What's going on?" Tyjet asked, with fear in his voice.

"Does anyone do what you tell them to nowadays?", Élsúch asked thin air with a bored voice. "I'll tell you all when we get back, right now we have to wait for Eiade to finish, then we'll go back." Élsúch walked a bit and waved for Tyjet to follow him. "Don't be to long, you two", he shouted to Tarkél and Eiade.