The Grand Cathedral in Arda a group of Arch Angels had gathered together to talk of the angel that passed from this world not to long ago a young Angel that once went by the name of Zenith Meria. It had been within the Ered Annon Mountains, or rather the mines that ran through the mountains, that Zenith had giving his own life to safe a friend, and father figure in his life, Sraxen. I had been so long since that day, almost four months to be exact now and many had stopped the memories of Zenith Meria from flowing within their minds. After all, the young angels older brother, Alba Meria the Chaos Phoenix, had since formed the mighty Brotherhood of Chaos and started a rampage upon Arda in the name of Ita the Reckless.

This group within the Cathedral however had not forgotten the angels’ name, or all that he had done for the powers of Light and Holiness within Arda. Little did anyone in Arda know however was that Zenith Meria was not dead. Yes once he had used all of his energy to stop Hruka and save Sraxen the angel had been left with a very small amount of energy and was near deaths door. But somehow Zenith had been able to hold onto his light and lead his soul back into the physical plane so that he would once again be able to fight in the name of the Goddess of Life.

Although one thing did go through the mind of the angel as he lay motionless on the floor of the mines. He would no longer be of use to those who served Holiness. After all Zenith had almost no power at all now, all his Holy Energy had escaped from his body and all his training with the Goddess lost. He was ashamed of himself and knew not what to do with his life from that day forth. First thing he needed to do though was regain his energy so that he would be able to travel Arda again. But what if Zenith was to run into Sraxen? Or any of the other members of the Keepers of the Sacred Deed? Yes that would be very difficult, to see the ones he thought of as family, since they all would think Zenith was dead somewhere within the mines.

With luck a group of dwarves that worked in the mines had found the body of Zenith and taken the young angel to be healed all that time ago. He was now able to travel once more but for now all that the angel had was his Cleric clothes with his long, full body covering, white cloak. While weapon wise Zenith still had Destiny and Hope, his two large blue blades. Sure the blades had no magic of their own, but Zenith was still skilled with them and had used both blades in many battles before his time with the Keepers of the Sacred Deed.

Now however he was at the Cathedral and was watching the group of angels still talking about his death. They did not know of course that Zenith was in the room as the angel was fully covered up with his cloak, his face even covered up by the hood. The two blue blades where also hidden from sight and in truth Zenith hoped fully that he would not need to battle anyone for a while. He had not been at full energy for long and was plagued by his emotions. Zenith, in his own mind, was a failure, an angel that nobody would ever want to know again, a being that the people of Arda would wish was dead if they found out he was alive.

Soon the group of angels all left the Cathedral and Zenith was left on his own. That was when the angel walked up to the front of the Cathedral and fell down onto his knees. Zenith then began a prayer as his lips parted and he said, “Goddess of Life, if you can hear me it is I Zenith Meria. I did not die on that day people think, I managed to survive but have lost all of the power I once held to help fight against the darkness.” His head lowered as tears began to form within the eyes of the angel, “I.. I am asking for forgiveness my Goddess. I will have to start from the beginning once more but I shall still fight for the forces of Holiness and do all within my power to stop the darkness.” The tears began to flow more steady and Zenith then said, “My only fear now is that all that I do from now on will never be enough!” Once Zenith had finished his words the angel kept his tearful eyes on the ground below. For some reason Zenith felt as though he had fallen from the grace of the angels.

Umbra walked up to the Cathedral, her black hair in a braid bopped against her silver cloak as she walked up the steps. She was not wearing any armor or weapons for this was no mission. She had come from her mothers grave and hoped to use the portal in the Santuary of Angels to visit her father on the Moon. She stood aside as a group of Angels exited giving them a low bow. They each nodded their heads to her, "May the Goddess of Life bless you today Miss." one said. She smiled, "May she bless you as well." she replied. She reached for the door and opened it, the smell of insence burning filled her nose as she walked in, the door made an echoing sound as it closed.

She walked towards the center where the alter was placed, 'They sure cleaned this place well. It is not as messy and dreary as the last time I was here. she thought, But what is it that seems to draw me here even more than my original purpose? she wondered as she saw a cloaked angel. She had a slight hatred for them but it had subsided greatly to a slight distrust. The angels who caused her the trouble had been forgiven a long time ago. She stood back to let the angel pray in privacy. After a while he stopped but still knelt there, Whatever he is feeling must be very painful. Perhaps I should come back another time. she thought and turned, but in mid step she smelled a scent underneath that of the inscense. She would never forget it nor the being it belonged to. She realized who the Angel was, but was even more confused on why he was in the condition he was in. "I wondered why I was feeling a great reason for staying. What troubles your mind Zenith? Why are you so distressed and upset?" she asked recognizing the scent of pain blended well within his scent.

Rothardan was about to leave, he had heard enough and now needed to explain the situation to Gregoire as quick as possible. If what the grand priest had told him was true (and he had no doubt that it was) then Arda and Imythess were in danger and all it would take was the right push to make them both topple amongst each other. The demon Kalma was still somewhere within Arda and knowing him, he'd be trying to make his contraption again to invade other realms.

Did Kalma know of the rip he had caused? Did he know that if his machine did work, he would most likely cause a catasrophic event which would cause Imythess and Arda to be sucked into oblivion. Rothardan had to be quick... apparently Kalma was also weak and needed time to recouperate, which meant this was not a good old fashioned race to the finish. But if Rothardan didn't win... everyone would lose.

He was about to leave when he heard a voice...
“Goddess of Life, if you can hear me it is I Zenith Meria. I did not die on that day people think, I managed to survive but have lost all of the power I once held to help fight against the darkness.”

Zenith Meria? He was in the hall of the honoured within the holy city? Still alive... this was good news. But he was like Rothardan, he had lost pretty much all of his power. But power or not, maybe Zenith could help Meria... if he was up to it of course.

“I.. I am asking for forgiveness my Goddess. I will have to start from the beginning once more but I shall still fight for the forces of Holiness and do all within my power to stop the darkness. My only fear now is that all that I do from now on will never be enough!”

Rothardan immediatley changed his direction and walked toward the fallen angel, these were desperate times and not even Raku himself would probably forsee what could happen... though he wouldn't doubt it would impress the dark god.

"Zenith... Zenith Maria," called Rothardan, "Please listen to me, I know you because you are within the hall of honoured within the holy city..."
Rothardan walked over the fallen angel and knelt down beside the poor soul and placed his hand on his shoulder, smiling.

"It does not matter about the power you possess... it matters how much power you are willing to show. The fact that you are worried you are not able to do enough shows that you are willing to do everything.

"My name is Rothardan and I am also like you, once a great paladin whose power was unmatched... I was thrown into this world with nothing, not even clothes. Please Zenith, I need your help and soon... so will the whole of Imythess."

It seemed as though Zenith was not as alone as he actually thought he was. Two others had walked into the great Cathedral of the angels yet Zenith only knew one of them. It was Umbra, a half demon the angel had battled with along time ago when he had his power, now a shell of his former self this Umbra would be able to strike down Zenith within an instant, that was one thing he knew for sure anyway. But then Umbra came closer towards him, Zenith hiding his face more with the hood of cloak. Before the angel knew what to do he heard to voice of Umbra ring through the air with the words, "I wondered why I was feeling a great reason for staying. What troubles your mind Zenith? Why are you so distressed and upset?" Zenith was about to answer her but then the other person made his presence known to the angel of life.

A young look Paladin whom Zenith had never met before in his life, yet this Paladin seemed to know the angel well somehow. That’s when Zenith started to listen to words of this other Paladin, "Please listen to me, I know you because you are within the hall of honoured within the holy city... It does not matter about the power you possess... it matters how much power you are willing to show. The fact that you are worried you are not able to do enough shows that you are willing to do everything.” Somehow these very seemed to brighten the flame of Holiness that burned within the angel, but the Paladin then went on to say, My name is Rothardan and I am also like you, once a great paladin whose power was unmatched... I was thrown into this world with nothing, not even clothes. Please Zenith, I need your help and soon... so will the whole of Imythess." Imythess the man had said? What place was this Imythess? Zenith had never heard of it, but if the people there needed his help then the angel would have to swallow his pride and begin his training his once more!

With all these words said to Zenith the angel raised back up to his feet without saying a single word as of yet. Slowly he turned round, still fully cloaked of course, to face both Umbra and this new man known as Rothardan. Both of these beings held a lot of power within them that was one thing Zenith was very sure of. But how could he be a help to them? In what way could the angel aid the forces of Holiness now that all he once had was gone? No longer did he have his power, no longer did he have the Keepers of the Sacred Deed, and also no longer did Zenith have his love Adia.

Letting a small escape from his parted lips Zenith raised his hands towards the hood of his cloak. The hood was then pulled down to reveal the face of the angel, his eyes locked onto Umbra and then shifting to Rothardan before once again returning to Umbra. The angels brown hair had now grown longer and was slipping down his back. Soon the cloak was then opened and the blue blades of Destiny and Hope were shown in plain view, although Zenith did not want to use them he would defend himself if need be.

Soon after this the angel finally spoke to the two beings before him, his words slowed and slurred from the pain he felt within himself. “Well you see Umbra, and Rothardan… I have now lost all that I once had, nobody now stands by side and I wish not for the Keepers to know that I am alive. I do not want to burden Sraxen or Yumi for that matter with the news of me still being alive!” The angel then took in a deep breath of air before going on to say; “I really can not see myself aiding the light of our world anymore. I am nothing; I can’t be of any help to anyone now. If you really want to me to help then well, it will take time. I have no power at all and would surely be slain within an instant. Let me start my training once more. With luck the Goddess of Life will forgive me… although I can’t really see that happening…” Zenith then lowered his head keeping his eyes fixed onto the ground below.

Yes he was in pain, the angel knew not what to do with his life anymore, if the Goddess of Life would let him retake her training then the angel would gladly do that, however if she would not then Zenith Meria would have to find an entire new purpose in his life. He would need to change everything he knew and move onto to bigger things to help aid himself from his own suffering. Time would be the factor to tell the angel what he was to do!

Umbra was uncertian who this Paliadin was nor what an Imythess was but she knew that he was right. She felt a tang of knowing as he spoke. She knew from expierence that true strength came from inside not from knowing spells and physical strength; her mind drifted back to the dawn of when she met Zenith. She got beat, and bad. But her spirit would not allow her to stay on the sand. She forced herself to get up off the ground each time he knocked her down no matter how much she hurt, and that to her was how she became the way she was. The darkness inside her wanted her to give up, but her light would not allow her spirit to be doused so easily. Slowly Zenith got up and took off his hood. She saw sadness in his eyes, something happened, something definately happened to him. She recognized the swords immediately, the two he used in his battle against her, she remembered the light that radiated off them...The light that radiated off of Zenith.

That Light seemed almost drenched here in the Santuary. “Well you see Umbra, and Rothardan… I have now lost all that I once had, nobody now stands by side and I wish not for the Keepers to know that I am alive. I do not want to burden Sraxen or Yumi for that matter with the news of me still being alive!” His voice was shaky and slurred. But she heard the words loud and clear. She felt familar pain as he talked about being alone. But she also wanted to slap him silly at that moment; that urdge came from her demon side, the side that knew the true meaning of alone, of pain, of knowing that the next morning was more of the pain and hatred. Even though that seemed like an entirely different life or even a nightmare long since dreamed she knew that Umbra was not that long gone, in fact that part of her still lingered even though she came out of that shell only months ago.

She pushed that feeling aside. Now was not the time for her to be judging him based on her past life, right now Zenith needed to see that he was not alone. “I really can not see myself aiding the light of our world anymore. I am nothing; I can’t be of any help to anyone now. If you really want to me to help then well, it will take time. I have no power at all and would surely be slain within an instant. Let me start my training once more. With luck the Goddess of Life will forgive me… although I can’t really see that happening…”She pressed her lips in a firm line as she walked up to him and stared hard at him. She agreed with her demonside on this, Zenith had no clue what alone was. And he was far from that. "Well, I do not know what made you lose your power but apparently...it made you blind. Because you are not alone. In fact, you do not even know the meaning of it." she said becoming serious. "For as long as I can remember Zenith I have been alone. The world hates my kind, and because of that...I let the darkness consume me. There was not a day I lived that someone showed me compassion, hope or anything that you as an Angel and Rothardan as a Palidian have felt. In all honesty Zenith, I have only recently known what it feels like to be in a room and know that someone has your back in a fight. Alone...You don't know the meaning of the word." she said then let her features soften into a friends compassion and knowing smile. "Besides. You are not alone. I promised that day...when we battled; you and I both did. That if one of us were in need the other would help. I do not believe it is mere coincidence that I decided to journey here today. I have never broken a promise to a friend, the Fates brought me here because you are in need. And no matter what Zenith, I promise on the light that guides me; as long as there is a breath of life in the both of us, you will never truly be alone. That is a promise you can count on. No matter what happens I will be there." she said putting a comforting hand on his shoulder.

"As long as I live you will never know the true meaning of alone, what I felt in my life, what I still feel now. Your spirit is still strong, I know because I can still feel the light that radiated off of you when we first met. Your powers may be gone, but you are still Zenith, still alive, and still able to regain what you have lost." she said feeling the same emotions from her demon side. 'You got that right' she felt it say, she knew her demon side agreed with her, wether Zenith grasped what she was trying to say might not be an easy concept for an Angel who was accepted all his life.

Suddenly Zenith was caught by the words spoken by Umbra as she said, "Well, I do not know what made you lose your power but apparently...it made you blind. Because you are not alone. In fact, you do not even know the meaning of it, for as long as I can remember Zenith I have been alone. The world hates my kind, and because of that...I let the darkness consume me. There was not a day I lived that someone showed me compassion, hope or anything that you as an Angel and Rothardan as a Paladin have felt. In all honesty Zenith, I have only recently known what it feels like to be in a room and know that someone has your back in a fight. Alone...You don't know the meaning of the word." It was very clear to Zenith that she was being serious towards him but before he got a chance to answer in the reply the woman continued her small speech.

"Besides. You are not alone. I promised that day...when we battled; you and I both did. That if one of us were in need the other would help. I do not believe it is mere coincidence that I decided to journey here today. I have never broken a promise to a friend; the Fates brought me here because you are in need. And no matter what Zenith, I promise on the light that guides me; as long as there is a breath of life in the both of us, you will never truly be alone. That is a promise you can count on. No matter what happens I will be there." Was her next set of words; it was also the part of the speech that hit Zenith the most. Umbra was right the angel had made a promise to her, to his friend, and he was not going to forget that fact. Within a few moments Zenith then felt the hand of Umbra rest on his shoulder as if to show she was there for him. A small smile began to creep at the lips of the Arch Angel of Life, he might no longer be a member of the Keepers of the Sacred Deed but Zenith felt he had found his new life, his new meaning. It was time to now embrace that path.

Slowly the angel raised one of his hands and rested it upon that of Umbra’s that lay on his shoulder. She was a good friend to him and so he continued to listen to the woman as she said her last part of the speech, "As long as I live you will never know the true meaning of alone, what I felt in my life, what I still feel now. Your spirit is still strong, I know because I can still feel the light that radiated off of you when we first met. Your powers may be gone, but you are still Zenith, still alive, and still able to regain what you have lost." Once she was done Zenith smirked a little through his smile before saying in reply, “You done now Umbra?” He had said this in a rather playful tone so that Umbra would take it as anger, it was Zeniths way of showing she had helped him for now.

The angel let out a small sigh then said, “I have a new calling. You see all this time I have said I was an angel. Well my father was an angel but my mother was human making me half angel really. I guess I did not want to be an outcast among my kind. But now I am going to help then that feel they had been shunned by others and sure that they others care. I have you to thank for that Umbra. You have shown me my true path in life and it is time for me to fully embrace it. Of course the thing making this easy to do is knowing you will be by my side when I need it. I thank you!” Zenith then smiled towards Umbra once more before looking back towards Rothardan giving the man a small nod.

It was then that Zenith said, “Well Mr Rothardan, in what way might I help you. It seems a very close friend of mine has helped me find my light once more. Tell what you are in need of and I shall do my best to aid you.” Zenith then waited for a reply from either Umbra or Rothardan. The Arch Angel of Life was back, but with an entire new purpose than before.

Rothardan listened to the woman known as Umbra, admiring her kind words. It seemed that she was indeed a wise person and though an outcast of her kind, she had wisdom that could help others. Rothardan however did know what it was like to be an outcast, thrown into a land where his friends were dying with every last moment he stood still... or did anything. His god was not here, his magic had gone and even his solar had been destroyed in the coming here. Rothardan was not alone however, for he was now making as many friends as he possibly could in order to find the demon Kalma and kill him.

“Well Mr Rothardan, in what way might I help you. It seems a very close friend of mine has helped me find my light once more. Tell what you are in need of and I shall do my best to aid you.”

Rothardan smiled and looked at Umbra as well, now he was being serious.

"Listen to me both of you, there is a plot to destroy Arda AND my homeland of Imythess which will be carried out soon. The gods and goddesses can't do anything because the plot is being carried out somewhere else other than this land. I can't talk here, it's too risky... but there is something I need of both of you."

Rothardan took a deep breath and then told them what had to be done.

"I have a friend, my brother in faith known as Gregoire. I know not of his last name but he often resides in the temple of life. I ask of you to find him and tell him what I have told you. I must journey and find some artefacts in order to gain enterance to the lair of the evil demon who wishes to destroy our fair land. I will tell you everything soon..."

Umbra watched as Zenith put his hand on hers. “You done now Umbra?” he asked. She held in a laugh at his facade anger, she felt the warmth of his hand on hers, he knew she was there for him always. Zenith gave a small sigh and she withdrew her hand, “I have a new calling. You see all this time I have said I was an angel. Well my father was an angel but my mother was human making me half angel really. I guess I did not want to be an outcast among my kind. But now I am going to help then that feel they had been shunned by others and sure that they others care. I have you to thank for that Umbra. You have shown me my true path in life and it is time for me to fully embrace it. Of course the thing making this easy to do is knowing you will be by my side when I need it. I thank you!” Umbra turned her head as if to admire one of the statues in the Cathedral, biting the inside of her cheek trying not to blush, she did not want to show her true emotions. She was glad she helped Zenith but something deep down did not want her to show her embarrasment of how his words really touched her, she had always looked out for herself, the fact that others ended up being helped just happened, or did it? Do I really look out for others beyond myself? I mean, I hated the fact Zenith was giving himself a pity party but for some reason, this does not seem like I was doing it just to get him to be quiet. I feel kinda weird inside, Did I really do it to help him? Maybe I did... She smiled, "Hey. What are friends for? Anytime."

The duo then turned to the Palidan and Zenith spoke, “Well Mr Rothardan, in what way might I help you. It seems a very close friend of mine has helped me find my light once more. Tell what you are in need of and I shall do my best to aid you.” Umbra shot her taunting smile at him, Not before you helped me find mine, by leading me with yours. she thought as she listened to Rothardan "Listen to me both of you, there is a plot to destroy Arda AND my homeland of Imythess which will be carried out soon. The gods and goddesses can't do anything because the plot is being carried out somewhere else other than this land. I can't talk here, it's too risky... but there is something I need of both of you." she froze and pressed her lips in a thin line, whatever was going on was top priority now. She crossed her arms and listened as he lowered his voice slightly. "I have a friend, my brother in faith known as Gregoire. I know not of his last name but he often resides in the temple of life. I ask of you to find him and tell him what I have told you. I must journey and find some artefacts in order to gain enterance to the lair of the evil demon who wishes to destroy our fair land. I will tell you everything soon..."

Her features were the familar hardened look, when a mission of great importants was at hand. She turned and looked at the back stairs that would lead to the portal to the moon. She knew she had to see Rumasak but this was even more important than visiting family. She turned back to the group. "........Rumasak can wait. Count me in. If you need anything; help, supplies, someone to get information...you can count on me. I don't know who this Gregoire is but when I see him you can bet I will let him know." she said with a nod. She glanced back at the stairs to the portal, her mind on her father. Sorry Father, but I have to protect this world, Mom would want me to do this, and if you knew what I am sencing, you would know it to. Untill next time.

"Listen to me both of you, there is a plot to destroy Arda AND my homeland of Imythess which will be carried out soon. The gods and goddesses can't do anything because the plot is being carried out somewhere else other than this land. I can't talk here, it's too risky... but there is something I need of both of you. I have a friend, my brother in faith known as Grégoire. I know not of his last name but he often resides in the temple of life. I ask of you to find him and tell him what I have told you. I must journey and find some artefacts in order to gain entrance to the lair of the evil demon that wishes to destroy our fair land. I will tell you everything soon..." This was the next thing that the angel heard from the Paladin known as Rothardan. Things were worse than the angel had first thought, what had happened since he had been away? It was one thing Zenith would need to find out and quickly.

Once Rothardan had said this the Arch Angel of Life nodded towards the man before saying, “I will help as best I can! First I must travel to the Lake to see the Dwarf that saved me in the mines. He has my armour so I shall obtain that again, after that I will journey to the great Temple of Life to ask the Goddess if she is able to return to me to what I once was. Once all that is done I shall seek this man you speak of Rothardan, fear not for we shall stop this darkness from spreading much further. You have my word as a Paladin of Life!” Zenith then turned his gaze back to Umbra as she then went on to talk.

"........Rumasak can wait. Count me in. If you need anything; help, supplies, someone to get information...you can count on me. I don't know who this Grégoire is but when I see him you can bet I will let him know." Were the words she spoke, and after Umbra has said this Zenith said in reply in his usual calm voice, “Umbra if you would like to travel with me I would really like the company, of course if you have your own path to follow then that is fine also.” Once saying this Zenith closed his cloak around him again and smiled towards Umbra before looking back to Rothardan. A lingering thought within the mind of the Angel was wondering what this new evil the man spoke of was, either way Zenith knew one thing for sure! He would need to try his best to regain his power as a Divine Protector of Lothlómendil once more.

The angel slowly stepped past both Umbra and Rothardan and thought to himself, “Please great Goddess of Life, I hope you will give me a second chance once I reach your temple. I must serve to aid the light within this once more. My purpose is the help those in need, that much I now know for sure again. All I have now is the hope that you will see into my heart and be able to tell that I mean all I am saying right now.” It was after thinking this that Zenith Meria curled his lips into a smile and said, “Ok well I should set off on this journey, of course I will first wait in case either of you wish to join me”

Umbra could understand the fear and shock Zenith was feeling, she too was upset at what she heard. She nodded her head as he began to speak. “I will help as best I can! First I must travel to the Lake to see the Dwarf that saved me in the mines. He has my armour so I shall obtain that again, after that I will journey to the great Temple of Life to ask the Goddess if she is able to return to me to what I once was. Once all that is done I shall seek this man you speak of Rothardan, fear not for we shall stop this darkness from spreading much further. You have my word as a Paladin of Life!” she returned her gaze to him from the stairs.

She met his gaze as he spoke to her, “Umbra if you would like to travel with me I would really like the company, of course if you have your own path to follow then that is fine also.” She smiled as she watched him walk past. He had paused for a moment and she felt her demon side speak to her, "Hmm. You gonna go? We promised Rumasak you know." she heard it say. She glanced to the side, "I know but if we do not help out we could lose him. I say we go. Why you ask, do you have a problem with going?" She felt the demon side of her move away again, "Your choice, I just want you to consider it before you move on...I know how painfull being around Angels, even if they are your friend, is for you. Its your life Umbra, but learn to face your darkness." it said then left.

She stared at the floor for a moment, It is painfull for me, but if I ever hope to become stronger I have to move on from that point. I won't let the pain of my past bring me down, I have to use it to make me stronger. she looked up and smiled at the two paladins, "If you want the company I'll be happy to go with you." she said turning to him.

As Zenith waited on the reply from Umbra he could see that the woman was deep in thought. It seemed that Umbra has other things on her mind yet Zenith was happy to wait on her; after all she was a rather good friend. Soon the woman looked right back towards Zenith and said, "If you want the company I'll be happy to go with you." Hearing this the archangel spread his lips into a smile before saying in reply to Umbra, “The company would be most welcome Umbra. To have a friend by my side on the road would be truly amazing. So yes I would like the company.” Once saying this the smile along the lips of Zenith seemed to spread more making his smile somewhat bigger.

The angel then once again turned back to face the other male Paladin who had told both Zenith and Umbra of the news. The angel then said, “Well my friend. I will make sure that I look for this man you have told me about on my travels. I am sure we shall meet again someday soon and I will help you the best I can on that day but until then farewell mighty Paladin of Lothlómendil!” With these words said the young nineteen year old angel turned around once with his hands resting on the hilts of both Destiny and Hope. Zenith knew the road ahead of him would be a hard fought one, but he needed to try his hardest to regain his power from the goddess to be able to help the forced of life like he had done so very long ago.

Tilting his head back to see Umbra, Zenith long hair flowing down past his deep blue eyes, he said, “Shall we go my friend. We have a long way to travel and not much time to do so. I must also try and see if I can find Telsor and Arc, they were taken from me when I was injured and I need to find my friends again! Some may only see them an animals but they both mean a lot to me and I must find them soon!” With that Zenith awaited to see what Umbra would say.

Umbra caught the smile from Zenith as he spoke. “The company would be most welcome Umbra. To have a friend by my side on the road would be truly amazing. So yes I would like the company.” Zenith turned to Rothardan and spoke. “Well my friend. I will make sure that I look for this man you have told me about on my travels. I am sure we shall meet again someday soon and I will help you the best I can on that day but until then farewell mighty Paladin of Lothlómendil!” he said.

She nodded and watched him as he put his hands on his swords, those swords once fought her and won, she knew that the next time he drew those swords near her it would be to aid her not harm her. He turned towards her, she noticed his eyes had their familiar color again. The deep blue that she noticed when they fought. “Shall we go my friend. We have a long way to travel and not much time to do so. I must also try and see if I can find Telsor and Arc, they were taken from me when I was injured and I need to find my friends again! Some may only see them an animals but they both mean a lot to me and I must find them soon!” She nodded and watched him pass her, "Lets go. And don't expect me to laugh at the fact two of your friends are animals. I am the same way. Lets go find your friends and get your armor back." she said following him. She felt the wary side of her disapate as she focused on Zenith as a friend.