As Zesper rounded a corner, he came across a peculiar sight; A group of much younger adults were in what seemed to be a fight. Zesper quickly jumped back behind the corner, not wanting to give away his presence in situation like this. As he pressed his back up against what was left of a small, crumbling building, he decided that he should learn as much about the situation as possible while he still had the element of stealth on his side. Zesper slowly poked his head around the corner and got his first good look at the group.

There were about five or six adults, all looking in their mid twenties. Two were females, the others were men, and a pure white Pegasus accompanied them. Near the group, a young man in priest garb was on the ground, struggling with what seemed to be... himself. A sight pang of disappointment crossed Zesper's facial features. "This has to be where the scream came from... but these people don't look like they just experienced any kind of mass slaughter recently... Now that I look closer... they're not even from the Black Horizon... Most likely bandits quarreling over stolen spoils." Zesper thought to himself, content with his summary. Bandits weren't much a threat to Zesper, being a veteran fighter, so he decided it would be safe to at least walk past them. If nothing else, he could get a better understanding of what they were quarreling over. He slowly removed himself from the decaying wall, and began to walk towards the group, his armor making soft, clanking noises, while his cape trailed behind him, flapping in the wind.

Charisma nearly dropped Juslius as the woman bumped into the two. The first thing she noticed was her silver hair, not being able to make out what the woman had replied to Julius. "Are...Are you lost?" She slowly asked. She didn't know whether to be concerned for this girl, or of this girl's intentions. It had been a long last couple of days for her, and she wasn't sure who she could trust any more.


(( I'll take it there is a shop with more arrows nearby... ))



Barbas saw a building which was in tact, it appeared to be a shop. Perhaps a weapon shop, where he would be able to get more arrows seeing as how he was almost out. "Worth a shot." He muttered, placing his bow onto his back and slowly opening the door. "Hello, is any one here?" He questioned, looking around the shop. "I just need some more arrows." he finished, still not sure if anyone was inside the building.

"S-sorry for i-interrupting.." was all Alice could say, since just now she realized that there were two people that disrupted her.
Since it was a girl who seemed concerned about her, she let down her anxiousness for her as well. Not only was the hazy smoke starting to catch up to her, but all the surprise made her dizzy. She started losing her train of thought and fainted, her hands slipped from behind her and she fell, back on the ground. Her mouth was still ever so slightly open, and her eyebrows moved into a sad position, originally perfectly horizontal to each other. Alice looked almost pitiful from a third person perspective, with the blindfold adding into that feeling. Her jaw was still twitching up and down, since she thought she was still conscious.

Charisma watched as the woman collapsed to the ground. Her eyes widened, she didn't know what to do. She was already helping Julius walk, and had trouble supporting him. She wouldnt be able to help a second person get around. "Umm.." Charisma turned her head to Julius "What do we do with her?" She asked him, "I can barely help you, I can't support her weight too.." She sighed, thinking of a solution to the problem before her.

"What's wrong?"

"I know that man." Tekun said and began to run over to where he saw the man take cover. "Zesper! Zesper!" He shouted as he ran to where he hid. As he shouted the man came out, Tekun stopped infront of him. "Your.....your alive....I...can't....believe it." He hunched over, trying to catch his breath.

There was no reply, in the back of the shop, there was hissing. On the counter there were two types of arrows, a pack of ice and a pack of fire arrows. Magically embued. Also on the counter was a pack of cigarettes, a small bag of gold and a small container of pure water.

"I'll have to help her out. It's irresponsible to leave her here like this." He said removing himself from Charisma and limping over to Alice. He kneeled down near her. "We need to see if we can wake her. Miss, you need to wake, please. It's not safe here."

Violet heard a voice, someone was in one of the buildings, she looked around with her hand gripped onto the neck of the lute. She tip-toed towards the place where she heard the voice, she read the sign of the building that was still standing. "Hmm an armory....if people are in armories, the most certainly have money" she mused out loud to herself. She strummed her lute once and sang a note, she then began to play a lovely song, she made sure she stood right outside the door to the armory otherwise the person inside wouldn't give her any money. It wasn't that she was greedy, she just wanted to make sure she never had to go hungry like in her younger days. She sang peacefully with a small empty pouch on the ground in front of her for the person or people to drop their coins.

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Tania's heart felt as if it had been cut, not that she wasn't happy that someone from Tekun's clan was still alive but it meant that he'd probably want to stay with him instead of her. Tania, remembering that a lady mustn't reveal her emotions, smiled at the coming man, then remembered that he was a plunderer and probably shouldn't be trusted, but she kept her smile all the while and walked to the man. "Good day, I am Tania" she curtsied, and purposely left behind her title in case he wanted her for a ransom of some sort. Windy trotted up a short distance behind Tania.

Alice quickly gathered herself and regained consciousness, after hearing the man's voice. She felt a sharp pain from her neck to her back, probably because she fell on the unforgiving ground. The smoke cleared away, so she could see through her blindfold again, and noticed the man's expression. She knew she was going to have to get help, because she can't survive around a place like this with an eye injury and limited water.
"..O..kay," Alice replied to him, it was almost humorous, she didn't need to tell him at all.
When she tried to stand up, her back suddenly had a sting that felt like electricity, and her entire body shook for a fraction of a second, and nearly fell back down.
"I.. I can.. walk by myself.."
She was tired and in pain, and was losing some of her common sense.

Nechis' arms had halted their movements, stopping his axe in it's tracks just before it made it's collision with the delirious man. His hatchet fell from his grip as his mind was filled with complete awe. His thoughts were simply fascinated as the young man's eyes focused on the floating creatures. Nechis came to the conclusion that he was rather off in his previous musing regarding the worms. To say that the witchcraft was beneficial was an understatement, it seemed. The spell had reduced the target to a complete wreck. He had been knocked back, and the worm-like summons seemed to cause significant damage. The man had begun to tear away at his shirt, then soon ceased struggling. It happened so fast, it was hard for Nechis' mind to register it. It was sad really, seeing the man who had been in such a vigor before in a state like this. "What magicks have such power?" he thought grimly. He had never fully understood the potential of spells, and had never looked into the art, which now caused a pang of regret to poke at his heart. The young man contemplated his further actions, while surveying his companions around him. His gaze fell upon Tekun. The sound of a drawing blade hit the young man's ears, and he realized that the sound had originated from Tekun. Nechis began to ask what the danger was, when the blade that was drawn just moments ago hit the ground. It landed with a resounding clang, and Tekun immediately froze in shock.

It became apparent that Nechis was not the only one surveying the boy, because Tania reacted with haste; calling out a question that the young man didn't hear clearly. His mind was focused on what Tekun had been observing. The boy had given out a yell of something that sounded like "Zaspar". He deduced that he or she must of been someone that the boy had known previously, and thought dead. The figure came into view quickly, and Nechis looked him up and down. The first thing that struck him was that the man's hair was a pale shade of pink. The young man shook his head at his choice of sideburns and a goatee. It looked rather idiotic, especially with such a bizarre hair color. The man also appeared to be of middle age, and it seemed quite obvious that his pockets were lined. His cape and armor combination was downright fancy, and Nechis was immediately envious. The armor was amazing, right down to the quiet clanking it produced when the man moved. The young man mentally jotted down the appearance of the armor, hoping that some day he might obtain something of equal value. First impressions aside, Tekun obviously liked the man, so the orange-haired man attempted to keep a straight face as he tried to make conversation. "Zaspar, was it?" he asked politely but in a stern tone, hoping that he had heard the name correctly. His voice came out a little louder than he had meant it to, but it didn't have a significant effect on the question. Nechis wasn't too much of an intimidating person, regardless of how loud he projected his voice, and it really didn't add to the effect when a chuckle escaped his mouth. He had never been very good at hiding his emotions.

Barbas appraoched the counter carefully. "Nobody is here.." He said to himself, almost in a whisper. He didn't like the arrows on the counter. Magically imbued with fire and ice, it wasn't his choice of a weapon. Barbas would rather have normal arrows, than what was in front of him. He knew he had no choice, and placed a mixure of the fire ad ice arrows in with his remaining six. "Water..And gold." He was speaking to himself once more. "This may come in handy.. And no one is around, so it isn't like it would be missed." Barbas wasn't a thief, and instead convinced himself to take the gold and water, before hearing a hissing noise, followed by music. He muttered something to himself, it didn't sound like a real word, but a combination of words.


Barbas left the tobacco filled pack of cigarettes were they were, he wouldn't dare touch the things. As he pulled out his bow once more, preparing himself for whatever it was in the building which was hissing at him, ignoring the sounds of music that took place right outside the door. "More demons." He mumbled, twirling one of the flame arrows in between his fingers. "Possibly a snake, of sorts."



Charisma nodded, allowing Julius to help and care for the girl who had fallen. "Are you sure?" Charisma asked her. "You don't look like you're in any condition to walk by yourself, you look like you're in pain." she shook her head at the stubborn girl before her and looked around to assure herself they were safe where they were. After all that happened the last few days, she was uneasy about being out of a town and on her own.

Black King saw Eton was approaching, just as he hoped. He lowed his head, started flapping his wings, and charged towards Eton. This was going to end the nightmare he and mistress were brought into. At least, he hoped so.

J continued down the path, still in a drunken walk. He could see the people talking in the distance now. He picked up his mallet and put it over his shoulder. He could see one was a feminine-like figure, and tried to make himself look a little more presentable, though the fact that he was still drunk didn't give him much of a change. He made his muscles puff out, showing the veins and stress points. from a distance one could see his 8-pack chest, looking dirty from all the dust knocked up into the air my him dragging the mallet.

As Zesper strode down the dusty road, the group took notice of his presence, and began to advance on him. Then a young man suddenly emerged from the group, and jumped out in front of Zesper shouting his name. Once the boy reached him, the young man doubled over, panting. Then he managed to say; "Your.....your alive....I...can't....believe it." Upon hearing his name, Zesper's eyes narrowed in suspicion. "This boy knows my name? Then that must mean... Wait... I've seen this boy before around the clan. He's apart of the Black Horizon." He stopped in his tracks, and stared down at the boy through narrowed eyes. "He seems battered enough... He just might be a survivor." Zesper, not one for introductions, cut right to the chase and asked with a quiet, barely audible voice; "What happened here?..." Then, out of the corner of his eye, Zesper noticed the the man in the priest garb a few yards away. "Never mind... Tell me later." Zesper told the boy as he walked right past him toward the priest.

"What a peculiar man... Dressed in priest robes, yet he doesn't even look fit for the job... In fact, he looks slightly... deranged..." As he approached the priest, two other group members jumped out at him, eager to make introductions. A orange-haired boy, and a brown-haired girl greeted Zesper, the boy going so far as to mispronounce his name. Zesper didn't even give them a glance, and just flat out ignored them as he strode past, over to the priest. "There's something about this man that has me curious..." He mused.

Charisma dropped her attention from the two in front of her, noticing a man in the distance. As he got closer, Charisma was intimidated. Again, not wanting to trust anyone, she shook her head as a wake up call, reaching for her book. The man could possibly be a Dragon Fang survivor, and she knew how much Dragon Fang hated ice Fang due to the fued going on since the clan split. He'd kill us were her thoughts, as she turned to a page in her book. Julius can't fight in his shape, and I don't know what this girl can do. She knew if this man was indeed from Dragon Fang, then she'd be the only one who would be able to stop him from killing the group. That is, unless someone were to come by, or Barbas were to come back. Both were incredibly unlikely odds, so she prepared herself.

J saw the woman look towards his general direction. He quickened his pace, now jogging in a drunken manner. With the way he was running, and his heavy mallet, he couldn't seem to keep his balance very well. "Whelp...this looks bad..." he thought to himself, though he had a hard time doing so, his mind was still clouded from the strong Barabrian Ale he had drank earlier.
He kept running, and tripped on a small rock. Normally, it wouldn't do anything to him, but he was drunk and was holding a large mallet, and he fell to the ground. Hard.

Charisma's eyes quickly widened as she watched the man fall to the ground. "Is everyone falling?" She whispered to herself, rushing to the man's aid. Charisma figured that Julius would be alright, and would be able to take care of the girl for the time being. She quickly knelt down near the man "Are you alright?" She asked in a semi-surprised tone, she wasn't sure how he managed to fall over what appeared to be thin air. As she sat there, waiting for a reply, it was clear. The smell of alcohol was around the man, he was most likely drunk.

J looked up and saw the woman. He instantly sprang up from the ground, dropping his mallet on his foot. "OH s***! MY f*** FOOT! THE PAIN IS f*** UNREAL! HOLY s*** COVERED s***!" he shouted into the sky, holding his foot in pain. In his mind he chided himself. "Not the best first impression to make on a woman...dumb a**..."
He quickly stopped yelling about the pain, and began to try to think of how to apologize for his use of language. "Heh, sorry for using that kind of language around you miss. Normally I don't get like that." he said, turning around to gain is composure. "Okay, J, just try it slowly, don't fool around." he muttered to himself, and then turning back around to the woman.
However, when he turned around this time, he tripped again, and fell straight towards the woman.