Amzela sneeked around in the square, using all her thieving skills to pinpoint a spicific person she had been looking for. Checking to see if Sargraysa was behind her, she scampered up a building and hid in a dark shadow. She wondered who this person looked like. She wondered what was the person's name.

Drygonsky swiftly looked around, all his senses tingling. He could feel someone watching him. He knew that he was helpless, he was new here and had nothing to defend himself with! He also didn't know his way around the square.

Amzela saw the man. A late-twenties man. She jumped down and followed him eagerly. She grew so close to him, she could almost touch him. She grabbed the end of his shirt and pulled him over to the closes alleyway. She put her sword to his throat. "Who are you? What is your name? Do you have any money?" I feel sorry for him, but Sargraysa's orders.

Drygonsky gulped as he was pulled over into an alleyway. She was extremely strong for a woman. "Hey, get off of me. listen I don't have anything and I'm new here, so just let me go, or I'll call the guards." Drygonsky silently hoped that there were a couple of guards hanging around. "Listen," Drygonsky stammered, "My name is Drygonsky and I'm new here, is that enough for you?"

Amzela shook her head, letting go of Drygonsky. "Sorry. I thought you were someone else." Great! Getting him mixed up with that mystery man! "Nice to meet you, Dry-gon-sky." Amzela smiled sheepishly. "Sorry, again. I thought you were in one of a group of rivaling thieves. Name's Amzela." Hopefully he forgives me. After a moment of silence, she started to leave. "Nice meeting you, Drygonsky. See you..." She heard two growls from above. Sargraysa! She panicked. And Markus! "Get down!" she whispered fiercely. She grabbed him and reeled him into the shadows.

"Oof," Drygonsky grunted as Amzela pulled him down, What's the big deal? I bet if us two worked together we could easily take on a couple of wolves. Besides I need to be getting somewhere to go buy some stuff, so just let go of me. Before I go though, I want some more information. Here you are, dragging me around, and I don't know a thing, except your name! So before I will listen to you or do anything for you, I need infomation." Drygonsky wrestled out of her grasp and ducked down in the shadows. " I'd also like you to meet my friend. She's not my girlfriend by the way so don't get any ideas."

Athia stepped out of the shadows at the sound of her name. "Need something Drygonsky? Oh, hi who are you? Are you Drygonsky's girlfriend or something? Well my name is Athia what's yours? Also why are we standing in the shadows of this building? Is someone trying to kill you? I'm getting kind of freaked out..." Athia whispered as she started to edge out of the tight alley way.

She looked at Drygonsky. "Those are not wolves! Those are humans that are shape-shifters! They are Sargraysa and Markus. They are not easy to beat, have poisonous blades, and will bite you. Listen, if you every go near the Diltar Qu'ellar Pub, go with me. It is wormed through with thieves that will easily steal this." She held up a couple of coins she snatched from Drygonsky. "They won't mess with you if I come. You see, I'm a forced-thief." She turned to Athia. "Nice to meet you. Name's Amzela. Wait." Something growled behind her. "Darn it! Run!" Too late. The wolves already jumped on her. The male one, still in mid-air, changed into a human. Amzela was flipped over, onto her back. Someone's knee jabbed into her back. "Stay right there, Amzela."

"What's happening around here?She said, as she stepped around the shadows."Why are we here Drygonsky?You said you were here to buy some things.Or did you trick me again.like last time...?Lets go buy some things like you said at the market.or are we going to stand around talking."as she stepped around for the second time."We could be doing better things than standing around in these shadows.
lets go to the market with your girlfriend."

"Amzela!" Drygonsky yelled as he and the other shape shifter tussled with him on the ground. "Quickly, Run while you can Athia, we can fight these guys for ourselves! Quick before one of them hurts you too!" Drygonsky screamed in the direction he thought Athia was at. He threw the wolf off of him and shoved her in the right direction to run.

"Markus! Get off of me!" she yelled. "Guys, help!" She reached down to draw her sword, trying to throw Markus off her back. Sargraysa came charging over in front of Amzela. Growling, she drew her own sword. She raised it and charged at Athia. Her blows will be deadly! "Don't let her sword cut you! It's poisonous!" She flipped over, tring to push Markus off.

Athia leaped and ran than screeched to a stop raced back to help Amzela battle a shape-shifter, 'I NEVER RUN FROM BATTLES!!!!!!!!!!!' She screamed at the top of f her lungs. "I never run from battles!!!" I think one of these days she is going to get herself killed by not fleeing.

Drygonsky reached for his dager and parried all of the rapid hits that the shape shifter was forcing at him. Can't let the blade touch me, can't let it touch me! Drygonsky silently willed thought to himself. Suddenly Drygonsky tripped and fell onto the ground, his dagger flying from his hand. The shape shifter put the poisinous blade near his throat. "Hey listen you shape shifter, I just met this girl Amzela, and I'm not trying to steal her or harm her in any way if your protecting her, also if you're her master, I am deeply sorry and I will just back off as long as no one gets hurt. I would like to spend more time with her though, because she is really helping me out here and telling me facts about Lomedor itself. Ok? I'm really sorry." In reply the shape shifter just growled menacingly and edged the blade closer to Drygonsky's throat. "Hey Amzela, don't you like know these guys or something? Could you like tell them that me and Athia are friends, or just do something!" Drygonsky quickly said as the blade started to slip towards his throat more.

Sargraysa growled. She raised her sword above Athia's head. "JUST RUN ATHIA!!!!!" Amzela shouted. Sargraysa brought the sword down right above Athia's head, swerved it to the right, and struck Athia on the side. Markus drew his sword, raising it above Amzela. "I always wanted you to die," he whispered. Amzela kicked him in the stomach, knocking Markus back.

(Sorry about the god-modding)

"ggggggggggggggggggrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr" i'll never run from a battle
She muttered under her breath

"I just love fighting."Athia said dreamily reaching for her dagger.
and putting away her spear and in a half second lunging her arm outstretched holding her dagger "Yarg"!!! she screamed as she leaped at it.

Seeing the work done to Athia, Sargraysa tuned back to Drygonsky.

I'm Amzela's leader, Sargraysa. I not here to protect her. She's suppose to do that herself. I don not look for friends. I am currently looking for bloodshed. I don't care if Amzela gets hurt but I need bloodshed.

Amzela's back began to glow. Amzela herself felt as if she was on fire. "SARGRAYSA! DON'T MIND TALK WITH THEM! THEY ARE MY FRIENDS!" To late. The pain wore off quickly. She leaped upon Sargraysa, fending her off the ledge too. She was bleeding.

" So Sargraysa, you're only here to see bloodshed, and you don't care if Amzela is hurt? Well then you will see bloodshed, and it will be your's. Also I will make sure that Amzela doesn't get hurt! Are you up to it?" Drygonsky challenged the shape shifter. As the blade slid closer and closer towards Drygonsky unprotected throat, Sargraysa laughed. It was an evil and wicked laugh. Will you really you puny little thing, it seems as if you're in the wrong position to be making grand speeches like that! Sargraysa growled at Drygonsky. "Oh really!" Drygonsky muttered as he kicked the shape shifter off of him and brought his small dagger down on their head, momentarily stunning them. "Amzela, are you all right?" Drygonsky yelled as he leaped to Amzela's side.

Why you little...Athia ended off muttering.
GGrrrrrrrrr...Who are these guys Amzela, your boss...?Whoever they are i dont like them...why are they here Amzela ??? Tell me something!!! *sigh*
she paced back and forth nervously.Well I'm not going anywhere until I get some words out of somebody. she eyed Amzela and Dragonsky.

Amzela groaned. "The balde is poisonous." She got up, but fell to her knees again. "Sargraysa is immortal and can only be killed by a stab through her heart. No one was able to do that in a long time. Now, someone said somthing about going to the market? I ready..." She groaned, again, clutching her stomach. "Or not ready." She felt dizzy. "Does anyone have an antidote?"

"oh g-great," Drygonsky stammered under all the pressure and stress, " I knew I should've brought that antidote! I'll dash to the market as fast as I can. I can't let you be this sick!" Drygonsky sky rapidly said as he dashed off to the market. About seven minutes later, he came back panting. "I got it Amzela, hurry! Drink it!"

I dont , do you Dragonsky?????she said as he ran off. Well I gess we'll have one in a little while, right Amzela?Athia said walking a few steps.She could'nt see Dragonsky anymore through all of the vast crowds of people.

Amzela felt as if she were swimming in a deep ocean of mud. She didn't relized she fell asleep, but she stopped spinning around. She felt a cool liquid run down her throught. "Luruk?" she opened her eyes. Her head spun uncontrolably. She made out the blurry picture of Drygonsky. "Wait? Where....am......I?"

"Don't worry Amzela, I just gave you an Antidote. You were struck by the poisonous blade of Sargraysa. You are in Lomedor Square with me and Athia." Drygonsky told her reassuringly and calmly. Drygonsky bent over and sat down on the ground next to Amzela. "It's ok now. Those two bloodshed crazy shapeshifters ran of after he poisoned you." Drygonsky told Amzela. At least those two creeps are gone now... Drygonsky thought. I do hope that they won't be back anytime soon."So Amzela, do you need to be anywhere right now? Here, do you want some help up. Drygonsky asked as he lifted her from her sitting position to a standing up position.

"Thank you." She said, swaying dangourously to the side. "I think we should go to my alleyway..." She stumbled off the edge of the ledge. She didn't noticed it a bit, just that the ground was sweeped off under her feet. In seconds, she realized it. "HELP!" she yelled. Not good!

"Amzela, What's happening!!" Drygonsky screamed over the din as he leaped to save her. What is going on with her? She must be accident prone or something, because ever since I met her, bad things have been happening to us... Drygonsky reasoned in his mind. Maybe I should just ask her to explain her past and all of her enemies... "Here Amzela, grab my hand!" Drygonsky ordered Amzela. Well at least Athia isn't caught up in this mess... Drygonsky reassured himself. I just hope she's safe somewhere in the market or... wherever she's disappeared to these days. Drygonsky thought. "Woah!" He yelled in surprise as somehow his feet slipped out from under him and he found himself staring up at the sky. "Please tell me what's going on this time, Amzela!" Drygonsky reasoned as he leapt to his feet and jumped over to Amzela's side for a second time.

Amzela's stomach flipped as she tumbled downwards. "I don't know what's happening! Do you?" she shouted over the noise of the wind. "I just slipped and I suddenly wake up out of some dark tunnel?"

Sargraysa?

No reply.

Sargraysa!

Still no answer. She screamed.

Drygonsky flinched at the sound of Amzela screaming. How many times do I have to save her, she leads an extremely wild life... Drygonsky thought as he dived into the large black opening in the earth. "Don't worry Amzela, I'll save you!"...I hope... He yelled down as he fell...... and fell...... and fell..... and landed hardly on a very hard and rocky surface. Drygonsky gasped and flopped around like a stranded fish as he fought for the air that had been harshly knocked from his lungs. Drygonsky looked around. Where am I? he thought to himself. All he could see from the dim light shimmering from the walls was a small calm pool with crystal clear water in it. He appeared to be in some sort of cave, and the walls were glowing with light from the small, silvery rocks that were stuck in it. Drygonsky thought for a moment, then pulled his dagger from his belt. He swung it over his head and then thrust it into the wall and chipped out a small rock. He held it up, it still glowed. This could come in handy. A little light. He thought. "Amzela? Are you in here?" he yelled. echoes from his called bounced in and out of the empty chamber. He looked into the pool, but all he could see were some small strange looking fish-like creatures that had no eyes and were pure white. Maybe they're good to eat. he thought. He tore a slender strip of fabric from his robe and dangled it into the water... He waited for a while until he was sure that the fish couldn't see it or smell it. He tied a small chunk of bread on to the fabric and then dangled it once more. This time, a swarm of the fish leaped and bit at the bread. Drygonsky quickly hauled the makeshift fishing pole out of the water and inspected his catch. There was one fish biting the bread, one biting the fabric, and another hanging on to the first fish with small hooklike teeth. Drygonsky picked up his dagger and soundly thumped each fish on the head. He knew that he would have to cook them by means of a fire. Now where will I get kindling? He asked himself. He shone the light on an area that wasn't shining and glimmering like the other walls. He jumped in surprise when he saw why. Tendrils of moss grew up the wall drowning out the lights and sticking off the wall in places. It was dark green with black patches here and there. The moss near the top of the wall looked the dryest, since all of the persperation dripped down the walls to form puddles on the cave floor. He picked some from the top, and was blinded when the light blew through once again. He blinked rapidly in surprise, and jerked his head to the side. He set the moss down in a circle, and put the strip of his cloak down on it as well. He thought once again, and then dropped the small silver stone quickly as it heated up. He picked it up with the sleeve of his cloak, and touched it to the pile. He set the stone down, and put the fish near the fire. He called for Amzela again. "Amzela! If you're in this cave, please make some noise, or something to let me know you're here!"

Amzela groaned. She looked up to where she was. It was cold and snow was drifting down gently. She couldn't see the sky. It's was blocked by the bushy leaves of trees. Shivering, she could make out a river that swished gently in front of her. Little colorful fish swishedd and swayed in the river. "Lovely. I'm lost. Drygonsky? Are you here?" No reply. "Drygonsky! This isn't funny. Where are you?" Still no reply. What could have happen to him. We were just in that alley way with Markus and... She gasped. This isn't Lomedor. Could Sargraysa contact me or even hear what I say? She walked down the river, looking at what would make a good fishing pole. After walking a few miles down, she leaned against a tree. A ton of snow dumped down on her. "WHAT THE--" she gasped as she was burried. After realizing what had happen, she dug upwards. "Pwwah!" Now she was freezing. Looking for a good place to sleep, she traveled upwards. A few miles from the snow-bank, there was a ring of trees with thier dence tops growing wildly togeather enough to make a good roof. Collecting dry wood, Amzela made a big fire. Choping down some wood, she made a wall, tall and sturdy enough to keep out the cold. "Good. Know for the food." Taking a large limb, she tied a piece of cloth around it. Better to be colder than to starve. She went down to the river and sat there like that until she caught a little fish.


In the slums of Lomedor...


Sargraysa withered in pain.

Someone has left the city. Who is it?

Markus snapped at the gang. He had called all the group to the Tiger alley way.

"Lark? Do you know?" Lark shook her head.

"Sarku?Tetea? Graysa? Falcoon? Slika? Guardwing?" They all shook their heads. Markus growled.

"In the name of Ita, who ever finds who this is will get 1000 gold coins. They will also get the choice of leaving this gang. Go! All of you!" After they scampered off, Markus turned to Sargraysa. "Could it be that brat you brought in?" Sargraysa slashed him with a sharp claw.

Don't disturbe me. I'm already working to my limits. Go! You too!

Markus ran in a diffrent direction than the rest of the group.

Raku and Ita! Please tell me who it is...

Athia rubbed her head ."Dragonsky!!!!!"she yelled."DRAGONSKY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!This isn't funny!!!what a jerk."
She muttered under her breath.No, he isn't a jerk, I must be frusterated she thought(When she is frusterated and is doing something to a person she calls them jerks or morans).For the first time she looked around. She was in a very rocky cave.She saw a sharp looking rock beside her.That must be what I hit my head on.she thought aloud.Athia salight at a opening of the cave. She walked over.and nearly fell off the edge but cought herself.Nope thats where Amzela fell off.Athia wondered if some of the rocks on the ground were flint. she walked around finding flint and steel and sticks on the ground. Athia
made a fire, found some food in her pouch and fell asleep.Athia woke up and looked in her pouch for more food.Athia ate some bread and buter wih a pear.I wonder if i'll see Amzella or Dragonsky again. Athia sighed , and sighed again.well I gess i'll explore.[/COLOR]Athia said.

Dyrgonsky woke once more, to the startling brightness of the cave. He blinked rapidly to help his eyes get used to the dull light of the small stones. He reached into the pocket of his cloak and took out the silver stone... He felt a slight pain his stomach, and felt hungry. He looked into the clear pool. No sign of the fish that had once overpopulated the pool the other night. He sighed and shed all of his clothes except for a thin undershirt and his pants. He gasped in a breath before diving into the startlingly cold water. It was clear enough that he could see until a certain point where the water seemed cloudier and more dirty. He went up and sucked in another breath. Maybe all of the fish are down there... maybe they're hiding... Drygonsky thought. He saw a dark shape swimming up from the deeper water, and thought it was a school of fish. As soon as the shape got closer, Drygonsky made a choked gurgling noise that sent bubbles up to the top. It was a big silver monster with fangs as big as Drygonsky's balled up fist. It had beady eyes, and slits for nostrils. It had three slits on either side that acted as big gills. As the beast opened it's mouth wider, Drygonsky saw a big dark shape that was most likely a tongue. Drygonsky closed his eyes, hoping it was a dream. He opened them. The monster was still there. Drygonsky swam faster to the top, but the monster's humongous maw opened and it lunged, grabbing Drygonsky's foot. Drygonsky grasped at the air, trying to find something to pull himself up with. He could already hear the noises fading... His sight was getting blurrier. The last thing he saw before totally blacking out, was a brown blur and a big splash...

When Drygonsky woke again, he leaped to his feet with a loud cry. He looked around wildly, and found himself back in the cave. He wondered, was the giant beast all a dream? He sat up and felt pain lancing up his leg. he winced and looked down. He saw motion and quickly looked up. Standing before him was a small man, with brown skin, bright green eyes, and green spikes of hair standing up on his head. The man was wearing only a loincloth. "I am Ramsaya. The little man said. "I am a prophecy maker, and future-seeker. I am the seer of my tribe. I saved you." The man spoke clearly and smoothly, with a deep musical voice that seemed to flow about the cave. "Thank you Ramsaya. Can you tell me exactly what happened in the pool?" Drygonsky asked him. The man frowned grimly." You were attacked my Macabr. Giant fish." The man said. "Do you need any help?"... He asked... "Well I do need help finding a certain friend..."

Amzela slept and slept. It was in the middle of the night that she was woken by a growl. Huddling on her make-shift bed, she drew her sword. It seemed as if nothing was there. Afraid, she peeked out of the side of the wall. Nothing. Seeing it was clear, she stepped around to the river. It was then and there that she was cleaved on the side of the head and she fell unconisuos.


Lomedor

Markus looked right and left. Nothing. He could sence that a girl was missing. But which one was it?

The people there:

• Slika
• Lark
• Sargraysa
• Graysa
• Tetea
• Falcoon
• Guardwing
• Sarku
• Me....

Amzela!

He howled, making it echoed against the walls. He was answered by another howl. Two scraggy looking wolves came to him. "Go."

(Sorry about the short post...)

( OOC: yeah, it's all right... We all have writers blocks once in a while...I can't think of anything to write either... I have a short post too.)

"So," The old man asked Drygonsky, his deep and musical voice echoing throughout the cave, "Who is this girl? The half-fox one with amber eyes and light brown hair? The one you worry about so often?" A small smile played faintly around his tight lips. Drygonsky blushed a light shade of crimson tainted with pink. "How do you know about her??? Anyway, the girl's name is Amzela..." Drygonsky asked him, feeling the start of an outrage approaching. How is it that I know so little... about myself and others... but so many know more about these things than I??? Drygonsky asked himself angrily. Seeing his angered face, Ramsaya gently touched Drygonsky on the shoulder blade. " Do not worry young lad, all will not be lost. You will learn more as time untwists itself in it's own slow and meaningful path. Your friend Amzela, I can feel that she is near. She lies in a swath of illusion and she is somewhere along this maze of caverns deep in the groaning belly of the Earth..." Ramsaya gently told Drygonsky. Drygonsky frowned and then spoke to him with just a bit of anger. " Listen you- Ramsaya -I have no idea, what, you're are talking about!!!" Drygonsky struggled to hold his growing anger that willed him to unleash it on the man. " Oh, sorry, am I speaking in riddles again?" When Drygonsky nodded the man slowly started a deep rumbling chuckle that turned into a belly-laugh. " Well anyway, what I meant was: ... Go through that little tunnel and then go through the little cave until you see a rock with purple moss......... and then turn at the.........then do.......... AND..........your final instruction is to bring the small fluorescent stone with you... I'll meet you at the....... Ok??" The old man droned on, and on. " Bye!" and with that final syllable still ringing in Drygonsky's ears, the man disappeared into thin air... POOF

Amzela woke up head over heels. She was in some type of cavern. Then she saw it. There were Lupines all around her, children, young adults, elders. "Good Lothlemendil! What is this?" The Lupines howled and howled again. They stopped abruptly as a young muscular Lupine came out in a magistic cloak. He had many features like Luces, an old and long-gone friend she had. "Speak, young one, of your name?" Amzela reconized the voice. "Lucioun? Is that you?" The Lupine froze in bewilderment. "Amzela?"
"Yes, it's me."
"Amzela! I never thought I would see you again!"
"What happen back there?"
Lucioun started to speaking a language she couldn't understand.

Drygonsky sighed... he was trying to remember the directions the old man had given him, but they just seemed to have disappeared from his mind as he had started walking through here... Every turn he made seemed to bring him back to this very spot! He was sure he'd been taking different turns... He sighed again and rubbed his throbbing head. He leaned against a wall, but instead of feeling the cold, hard, smoothness of the damp stone, he felt himself falling down, until he hit his head on the ground. Stinging pain wove up around his head. He touched it, and felt the red hot stickiness of blood... All of a sudden, the ground started to rumble, he glanced around quickly, and then thought Must have been my imagination... All of a sudden, a clear wall of pure water began to rush down at him... He screamed and ran... ... ...

When Drygonsky awoke, he saw three massive Lupine staring at him fiercely... "Come with us..." The three commanded... Drygonsky sighed once more and followed them... When they stopped, he found himself in yet again, another small cavern, where the three Lupine suddenly ran off... Drygonsky looked around and saw the little brown man standing next to him. "Don't worry, the directions I gave you were all hogwash... Anyway, go through this tunnel, and you'll find you're friend..." again the man disappeared. Drygonsky looked at the small tunnel the man had gestured to... Oh well... Never hurts to try... He thought.

As Drygonsky finally crawled out, to his surprise he found another, more vast cavern filled with even more Lupine. He also saw......... "--AMZELA!!!!!!" he screamed wildly...

Amzela wirled around. "Drygonsky? Laskye revdss l'seadroe?" Amzela paused, shook her head, and transalated. "Sorry about that, Drygonsky. The native language is so easy, I like to slip into it alot. Drygonsky, this is Lucion." She turned to Lucioun. "Lucion, driaks k'eskles jels'skdjaf."

" Errrr... well hi Lucion, I'm Drygonsky. Umm... Amzela, do you have even the least notion of what is going on!!!" Drygonsky began calmly, but could n't help himself... He had to loose his growing rage on something! His stomach growled, which didn't help the matter... " Sorry, it's just that I'm not used to thid busy life... I have always just been normal! Like back in the days when I was a .....--" Drygonsky's eyes seemed to glaze over, and his posture slackened... Suddenly he snapped out of it. " Woah! Sorry... Do you have any idea, why these exciting adventures always happen to you?" Dyrgonsky implored. I also wonder where Athia is...

Lucion looked at Amzela. "Amzela! You better not have gotten into any more trouble!" Amzela looked down. "I have no idea. These things just..." Lucion gave her a look. "Okay! I confece." Amzela took a big breath. "I traveled outside the city a little whiles back..." She trembled. Lucion looked at her. "With an orc," she gasped. Lucion's eyes widen. "No! That cant' be possible." He paused. "Amzela," he whispered. "That couldn't be..." Amzela nodded. Lucion dropped off.
"Amzela..."
"Yes. That was the messenger."
"An orc?"
"I fell in love with him."
"But an orc."
Amzela nodded. "It's strange for an half-elf-half-human." Lucion agreed.
"First you were founded by a thief and was taken in. How lucky was that. Then, you find a fortune teller that tells you that you will be taken into the arms of an angle. Then Sargraysa looses her tounge on your birthday. Now this?" Amzela sighed, then turned to Drygonsky. "Say, where's Athia?"

"Woah woah woah! Remember, I have almost no idea about what you guys are talking about! Catch me up please!" Drygonsky said calmly, as he reached into his cloak pocket and drew out the stone, which seemed to have lost its bright light. He tossed it over near one wall of the cavern. It bounced off the floor creating an echoing noise that bounced throughout the cave. Once the stone hit the wall though, it stuck to it with a resounding snap, lighting up instantly. Drygonsky gasped the instant it hit the wall. " Sorry, it's just that well... I just... er... nevermind." Drygonsky tried to explain his gasp as he snuck over towards the wall. He wrenched the stone off the wall. It made a sucking noise and glowed dimly. "The wall recharges it..." Drygonsky said softly breathing in deeply as he realized what had happened. He noticed the other two staring at him, and tried to make up for the silence by conversing with them again. " Err... Well I'm not sure if Athia got caught in this or not, but I think I am going to try to get out of here," Drygonsky said, now turning his attention to the Lupine, " Do you know the way out? If you do, I would be very grateful if you led me out."

Amzela sighed. "Ah yes. You are new here. Okay shall I tell it from the begining?"
Lucioun nodded.
"Once upon a time, there was a young girl named Amzela. She was brought by a human woman named Sargraysa. She was cared for and loved by Sargraysa. Then there was a semi-demon named Markus that Sargraysa fell in love with. Markus didn't like Amzela. Sargraysa did everything to win his heart. One day, this merchant was selling love potions. Sargraysa asked what was the price of this 'love potion'. The merchant said to come inside her tent. Once inside the tent, she said she would give it to her on one condition. If she would just give her spirit to her. Sargraysa agreed and the merchant fed her some poison. She 'died' and ended up in the spirit world. Markus just happened to be visiting the world at that time. The merchant already took her spirit and was going to take the rest, but Markus drank the love potion and saved Sargraysa. They were never the same. The merchant took her emotion too. She took everything except for 'love'. The merchant disappeared. Sargraysa was ataken over by a demon. She lived her days out, enslaving people to work for her. Amzela, who Markus now knew she exsited, grew up in the most control of Sargraysa and Markust. One day, a prophet came to Amzela and said that she would find three people in every day form that will help her get rid of Sargraysa and that curse. She found them out, one by one. One was named Alex, who helped her gain the great virtue of 'knowledge'. Another was named Luciouses, a child who helped her gain the virtues 'friendship', 'respect', and 'patients'. The last and greatest was an orc named Luruk, who helped her get outside of her guardian's boundaries and control. He also showed her a frist and dangerous virtue. That was called 'love'. She fell in love with him, but didn't see him for the rest of the year. The prophet came again. This time, she would meet lots of friends. So far, she has met;
Eratnu
The Fangblood family
Drygonsky
Ace
She is hoping to more will come and will finally over run the scary and bloodthirsty demons."

Amzela fell out of her story. "Any questions?"
"Yes, I do know the way out. It will take months to travel back to Lomedor, but we can make it. I have a friend named 'Ivy' that will help us."

(Making a thread in the Misty forest!)

" Well, that's a pretty long birth-story. Mine is actually... Well you could say extremely simple compared to yours, you don't need to know it. " Drygonsky admitted, scuffing his shoes into the stone floor of the cavern. " If you could lead us out of here and back, that would be nice. Does anyone here know exactly how the floor supposedly 'Collapsed' and let us down here? Because I woke up staring at a black stone ceiling, not the open sky of Lomedor Square. So that means that the ground didn't really collapse, right? " Drygonsky said, racking his brains for some kind of an answer. This really is hard to figure out. Drygonsky thought, chewing the tip of a finger and then recoiling in disgust when a wave of sharp tastes rolled over his tongue. Drygonsky stuck out his tongue and frowned in displeasure at the vilee taste. He spat on the ground three times, then once more before being satisfied. He looked closer at his hands. They were covered with dirt, some of the wall moss from the early cverns he had explored, and other unknown grime. Drygonsky glanced up, it looked as if the other two were preparing to leave. " Hey, Lucion, " Drygonsky began to ask, " Do you have all of the supplies and provisions we need? Because I haven't had any food for a while, " Drygonsky paused and grimaced as a strange noise emanated from his stomach, " er... sorry. Anyway I need some food, and didn't you say it would be several months journey?" As Lucion nodded, Drygonsky sighed. " Well, I guess we'd better start heading out. "

( OOC: Is a thread another post? )