Samarin stood in the down pour. The rain fell through the canopy off the trees and had already drenched him. As each rain drop fell it hit a leaf and fell together with others soon huge drops were falling on him. Each one exploding into smaller drops they hit his exposed body. He wore no shirt, no armour all he had was a pair off baggy white trousers and a brown sash that once fluttered in the wind but now hung drab, clinging to his chest it stayed lifeless. He was soaked, his naked torso dripped with water as the rain storm continued. He moved on through the forest, his bare feet splashing in the mud.

He came across a stump of a tree and sat. He stretched and yawned, pulling the hair out of his eyes he looked about. He un slung a bow from his back and leaned it againced the stump. He couldn't go back to his shrine for fear of seeing ploay. It hurt to much to talk to her after what happened. He found it hard to back to some of his old friends now they couldn't tell if it was really him any more. So now he just wandered the woods and lands of adra. Seeing nature first hand and of course meeting new people. It was something he always liked doing, making a new friend was good it took his mind off his problems for a time.

He stretched and moved his hands in the air. The tree canopy above him moved together covering him more, it stopped the rain for a while but soon enough it began to fall again. Now huge drops of water were rolling down him. He shivered slightly. It was cold but he enjoyed it so he relaxed. He pulled the sopping wet hair from his eyes. there in the distance a shape moved, a new friend perhaps...

Kiegun wasn't having the best of days. He was cold, soaked through, tired and thouroughly bored. He had no choice but to trudge through the rainsofrest and to allow his paws sinking into the mud up to his ankles with an unpleasent squelch. He tried to ignore the way his fur was sticking to his hide.

After about an hour of walking Kiegun was alomst content to give up. The rain was doing nothing for him and only made him more irritated and disgruntled.

"Wish I had some kind of spell for this" he growled "why did I have to come here"

He stepped in a particularly muddy patch of earth and sank into it up to his knee, he growled and wrentched it out, now his entire left leg was almost covered in muck. He shook off some loos bits but the majority of it still clung tigh to his fur. Kiegun cursed slightly leaning against a tree and catching his breath.

He balled one hand into a fist and hit the trunk cuasing a slight dent in the bark. He drew his fist away now having to deal with some unpleasant bruises. He turdged on wearily almost collapsng after ages of aching walking. He stopped then noticed an elf sit down on a stump apparently ignoring the irritating rain drops even though his torso was exposed to the damp and cold. Kiegun sniffed the air thoughtfully and twitched one ear. He leaned casually against a tree and cleared his throat.

"Enjoying the bad weather?" He asked "cause I;m certainly not, I'm surprised you can manage really"

He waited patiantly for a reply and in the meantime attempted to scrape the mud off his leg with his katana but still keeping a close eye on the elf, it was a miricale that he didn't cut himself. He stowed his katana away and looked back up at the elf having given up on his leg for the moment.

"My name is Kiegun by the way" he said "what would yours be?"

"Im surprised its bothering you, its only a bit of water really. He grinned. The poor creature did look pretty awful in the rain. "Well my names Samarin, kiegun ... and to be fair you look pretty wet, i may have an idea. He got up and walked to an open patch of ground and held his hands flat. He lifted them up and whispered something. There was a terrific grinding noise and slowly the very rocks themselves split apart, a huge pillar of stone and earth, twenty foot across rose up. It stopped when it was about ten feet in the air. He placed his hands on the face of the stone and the face fell away. Revealing a ten by ten cave 8 foot high inside the pillar of rock.

He stepped back and looked at it. "There we go, how does it look. To me it looks dry. He grinned happily. He picked up his oath bow and sat inside. It was indeed dry in there and out of the wind. He sat on a rock. stretching out again 'Well come on in, its fairly cosy in her you may aswell.

He looked around, they needed a fire, but he had nothing on him to light one and his spells that involved fire ... were to big ... much to big. "Well if you want a fire im afraid you will have to light one.

Kiegun watched with interst as the man got up off his feet and went over to talk to him.

"Im surprised its bothering you, its only a bit of water really. Well my names Samarin, kiegun ... and to be fair you look pretty wet, i may have an idea"

"Nice to have some sympathy" said Kiegun.

Smarin walked over to an open patch of ground, Kiegun raised an eyebrow at what he was doing, it appeared to be some kind of magic. The ground shook slightly and a crack openeed infront of the man, a large pillar of rock rose out of it towering above Keigun and Samarin.

"Blimey" muttered Kiegun "now I've seen it all"

Samarin cast another spell and a mouth in the rock opened to reveal a 10-10 cave, easily big enough for both him and Samarin.

"There we go," said Smarin "how does it look? To me it looks dry."

Kiwgun stepped in and felt glad to be out of the pouring rain, there was enough room for both him and Samarin inside the artificial cave. Kiegun looked about it with interest. His fur was still soaked and clinging to his skin, but at least he wasn't getting any wetter. He wondered how Samarin could cope with it really, he didn't even have his torso covered.

"Well if you want a fire im afraid you will have to light one" said Samarin.

Kiegun looked back down at him.

"Sorry" he said "I don't know how either"

He shrugged and sat down on the floor looking out onto the rain drenched scenery.

"How do you manage to stand the cold and wet?" Kiegun asked "it loos like it doesn't exist for you"