Fraylis Arden, the most biggest adventurer got a thingie for adventures long ago since her mother was a pirate or something like that. Once he managed to look for a one special relict - a wonderfull sqord of fire - Valermos. It took a realy long time but when he got very close to it's location and something happened. Fraylis lost her father forever and only her journal has reached her. She read it many, hundres and hundreds times. And she's here ready to continue his job and find out what the hell happened to her father. Her father was a demon from hell named Andras. So she got some features and powers from his as well.

Strolling across lifeless desert she wasn't bothered by it's heat. Wind only moved her shoulder leangh blood red hair, some of them were on her cheeks as her face became wet from sweat because of the sun. " And where the hell winds did blow ya, mom?" she mumbled struggling across the desert as she stoped for a minute to take a sip of water and her deep grey eyes gazes around - alone....not a living soul strolls the desert. A slight sigh escaped her lips and she continues on crossing the desrt.

All of a sudden she fell into some pit made in a sand and hit the floor with a loud thud sound painfully. Some sand spilled onto her and the hole sealed close above her. " What the hell is going on? The farther the stranger..." she mumbled as she struggled to her feet and looked around. It didn't look like a pit. Mor of a ...corridor...Fray was taken over by curiousity again and besides this maybe was only way out of there...She strolled along the corridor untill reached some some exit....a grin crossed her lips"FINALY!" she yelled out of joy and ran outside and stoped looking around. She was no longer in desert. She was a stranger misty forest." Where am i? And what is going on?" she mumbled again falling onto her knees out of tired state. Her body was already yearning for rest. But where at? She was in a middle of a strange forest....not a comforatble spot for a camp...

Frankly, Pierek was sleeping, when someone popped out of the ground and woke him up. This day, Pierek was a tree, enjoying the peaceful stillness the form allowed and requiered. The sun was warming his upper leaves, and the wind was blowing through his limbs when some animal brushed suddenly past Pierek's roots, startling him into consciousness. Pierek manifested a pair of eyes, and opened them. The red irises contracted immediatly after they were unsheathed from their wooden eyelids. In front of him was a human! A small, upset pile of dirt around it, and on it, suggested that it had woken him. Pierek wondered.

In a subtle movement, disguised by a gust of wind, Pierek rearrainged his branches. In a moment, his head, now obviously distinguished from his trunk/torso, was adorned with straight-standing branches, like some wild mohawk hairdo that traveled down his back, or the fin of a fish, and topped off with leaves. Another two bundles of bramble reached down to become arms, and they touched with thorny fingers to the dirt and moss woodland floor. Pierek unrooted himself loudly, tossing dirt up into the air and spreading the lovely smell of moist soil around, as his roots became a pair of crouching legs. The ent/spirit/tree leaned over the pitiable, dusty Fraylis, and spoke in an aged Common accent, "Now what are you?"

After his radical change Pierek was fully awake and he noted the way that legendary mist curled differently today; menacingly, and serpentine.

She overheared a commotion behind her and slowly turned around just to see a 'tree' transforming into something else. She nearly gasped ans stumbling back almost fell down onto her butt as a 'tree' leaned in and spoke to her. " I... I'm Fraylis...." she introdused herself. Who nows where her corage has gone now seeing this strange creature. Even thought she wasn't full human. Her father was one of hell's prince's and Fray got half of his feautures.....good or bad but they are now hers. "And...what are you?" she asked trying to snap out from her slight shock.

"Eh am 'n ent for now," Pierek said slowly, meticulously, and it was obvious that Pierek had difficulty being understood, "but ma nem isss Pee-err-eck, Pierek. Pleezed ta met ya. What iz ah Fraylin, by tha by, I hev neva herd of that. Or, is that yer nem? I am confoozed." Pierek watched closely and waited patiently for a response from the shocked and nervous form.

The odor of the rot of a swamp wafted across the clearing for a moment, as the light wind varied direction.

Fraylis blinked some at him and soon enough a smile cretp upon her lips. He was weird, he was talking weirdly but to her this creature seemed...cute." It's Fraylis....it's my name...but you can call meh Fray" she said smiling widly. " The pleasure is all mine, Pierek." she said and looked around and then at Pierek again." Do tell me, my new found friend...what is this spooky place? And....is here any way out of here....i got a bit......lost....." she mumbled slightly but still in a good mood.

Pierek peered down at the lost treasure-hunter and told good-naturedly, "Okay, Fray, thisss 'ere iz the Misty Foressst ya standin in. An, I dun't think I know uf a place there in't a way outta." as he spoke, his great copper eyes continued to look fixedly down at Fraylis, but the shapeshifter was inhumanly unaware of how this could make a person uncomfortable, "How'd yew get in the ground enyway? Ya woke me up!"

Pierek became restless with his slow, broad figure, and his bark began to fall off, raining to the loam in tiny chips. A scent of dry wood emanated throughout the glade, mixed still with the miasma of the nearby swamp. His hair-like group of branches began to slide back across his head and evanesce into his back, exposing a bare, bald head.

(ooc: FrayliS not FrayliN.)

Fray blinked some at the answers." Thanks.....and sorry for waking you up...didn't mean to....." she said leaning against a random tree. " How could i find any way out off here......this place is so comfusing...." she sighed some. Fray tryed to relax but Pierek just happened to yell his last words at her and she nearly twiched. She opened her grey eyes and looked around. " Maybe you help me to find a way, please" she asked him." Then i would tell you how i got in here.....thought my story is....quit long...." she said with a slight smirk underwhitch was a little hidden sadness for some reasons.

Shadow had wnadered into the misty swamp. It was strange to be back there for him becuase that is where he first met his close friend Umbra and a merge with another warrior. Pulling up a sleeve on his arm revealing the scales of a dragon. "Good times it was then. I wonder how every one is." The swamp was a bit foggy but Shadow knew his way around a bit and in order for him too see he used his fireball spell so he could see through the slight mist. Walking around for a few minutes he found a tree sloth going through the trees. He walked up to it to get a closer look and just when he was about to touch it, it got a bit bigger and swiped at him. "Sorry...didn't mean to disturb your nest." The tree sloth climbed higher and Shadow walked away.

Continueing his walk he remembered everything that had happened here, and for once in his life he finally smiled at the memories. He then heard some talking but wasn't sure from which direction so he doused his fireball and tried to follow where the voices came from.

Fraylis was already tired after exploring the desert now she appeared in this swamp of this forest strangely. She needed food...drinks...and rest rest rest....but first she has to get out of that swamp. But how..this strange creature seem not to know anything about this place......her tired state took over her ability to sence direction and she couldn't get out of that forest. But she heared a male voice. A very familiar." It can't be..." she muttered some. " Can it be him?" she asked herself with a slight smile. A familiar voice seemed to brighten up her mood a little. "Hello!" she yelled to wards direction of the voice." Shaow?.....Is it you there?!" she asked wanting to make sure it was really him.

Pierek observed, unsure of what to do, as another figure emerged from the brume, seeming just as confused as his predecessors in the grove. The strange Fraylis strangely seemed to recognize him, and yelled to the muscular anatomy.

Pierek had now solidified into something more humble; his form still composed of roots, bramble, and wood, but now solidly crushed into the form of a human. At his side hung his old, rusted scimitar, its blunt blade wrapped with thin, gnarled roots, forming an organic scabbard. His face, made now of naked wood, held human proportions, but serpentine features: long, straight cheekbones; wide, forward-facing nostrils with no nose, and his mouth was long and thin. His eyes were still homogenous spheres of orange, like the sun.

Pierek still clung to that aura of upturned dirt, filling his mind with blissful memories of forgotten summers, and he propelled the smell around him to breath it in deep.

He spoke to the new stranger, "Hello! Gud morning!" He said in a higher, but stronger voice, ". . . or isss it evning yit? I am Pierek, who ahre you?" He nodded to the traveler and smiled, in a oddly welcoming way, for his offensive features.

Shadow came out from hididng. Recognizing the voice he heard. Not being able to see very well, Shadow formed another fireball in his hand. "Fraylis...!" looking around. "Where are you? I don't know where you are at. Come to the light of my fireball!" Shadow stood there wating and as he was waiting the swamp and the muck in it was getting in his boots and it began to irritate his skin. "Damn swamp, I need something more firm to stand on." saying quietly. Shadow pulled out an ice arrow and jabbed it into the muck of the swamp like he did the first time he was here. "Solid ice, something firm to be on and something where we don't really need to walk on." Shadow hopped up onto the icy muck, sat down, dumped the muck out of his boots and waited. Then saying. "Fraylis who is that traveling with you. Is there some one with you or am I just going crazy?" waiting for a reply from her or the male voice he heard.

Fraylis grinned some as heared Shadow's voice. She really glad to...hear him in this freakin swamp. Quickly she exused Pierek and offered him to go with her, she ran to the direcrtion of Shadows voice and light. Out of joy seeing him she didn't notice the icy muck and sliped onto falling ontop of Shadow and exidently and for a few secounds gazed at his beautyful eyes then snapped out of such daze she hugged him tightly." Shadow..thank god it's you....." she said letting go off him and smiled widly. " I somehow got lost in this damned swamp and can't find a way out of here.....not even that strange creature Pierek knows the way out.." she said." But hey....what lead you to this place, huh?"

Shadow blushed a bit and got back up and was not ready for the hug from Fraylis. "Wow you must have been really lost in here." hugging her back. He then looked to the man following Fraylis. "So your name is Pierek. My name is Shadow it is nice to meet you." extending a hand for a hearty hand shake. "But hey....what lead you to this place, huh?" Shadow replying to Fraylis. "This is where I had my first fight ever with someone really evil, also this is where I met one of my best friends. I simply came here to reminisc on some of my memeories with them. Those were the days. I wonder what there up to now anymore. It has been so long." still waiting for the handshake.

Pierek did not have the capacity for a handshake; his old mannerisms required that he bow, and he did bow elegantly to the one called Shadow, leaving the man still awkwardly holding his hand raised in front of himself.

Lifting his oaken torso again, he argued in a clearer voice, "Fraylis, I do, in fact, know a way out of this place!" Pierek's mouth was now refined for modern speech, and his words became louder and more comprehensible.

She glanced at Pierek and blinke them shruged laughing nervously some. " Pardon me i missheared ya, Pierek......sadly even demons gets tired from a long troubled journeys......If you can please show us the way out off here......hard to admit but i got a bit lost in here." she said with a silly smile and with a corner of her eye watched Shadow.



(forgive me for making you to wait so long - studdies takes lots of my time*bows* i appologyze both of ya))

Kerosastrasz, silver zephyr dragon, soared above the Swamp singing a Dragonsong to himself quietly. He frowned to himself as he heard voices from below. Surely they know what is coming, do they not? he thought, They should be in the safety of - well, anywhere's safe compared to where the Dragonblood Clan comes. Growling, Kerosastrasz descended not far from the companions and with a flash was replaced by a man looking to be in his mid-twenties, with silver hair and blye eyes. Right, Kerosastrasz, we should approach like a normal human. No need to scare them off by roaring, like you did the last people you met. Keros thought to the dragon aspect within himself, beforing setting off at a brisk pace to where the small crowd was gathered.