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For the first time in his 20 years of life, Argentum was afraid.

He had always been calm, rarely getting angry or even upset. When the lizard creature had appeared, then seemingly brought him to this strange forest, his heart was beating so hard in his chest he felt like he could die. This fear truly scared him more than the fact that he was in a foreign forest. More than the strange laughter and and whispers he had heard.

Crouching low, he gripped his silver hair, breathing heavily. His slender form trembled slightly as he tried desperately to calm down. After a moment, he had control over his breathing, but his heart was still beating hard. He shivered, then stood, his two different coloured eyes norrowed, the pupil of his bright, glowing green one slitting. He tried to calmly study his surroundings, but looking at the strange coloured plants made him feel like panicking.

Argentum was lost and scared, and he didn't like it.

( I swear, that is the BEST RP post I made in a long time O_O)

Marka sneezed. He hated humidity. It did nothing for him and only made him weary and tired. He muddled along the brush, wanting nothing more than to curl up and let the hot damp air take him from his misery. Of course it was only probably hot to him. The rain never did anything good for him. He heard noises, but he really didn't care. He cotinued to stumble along and found himself suddenly in the company of two people he hadn't seen before. He blinked. "Oh um...sorry." He excused himself quietly. God knos he didn't need to intrude upon something that could get him in trouble.

Marka blinked slowly. Healer? That sounded nice. He didn't mind a little assistance if it got him out of the horrible weather. Well, horrible weather to him. He looked down at the younger one and noticed something that was common in the two. They both had silver hair. At least he didn't feel as awkward. Since silver wasn't entirely too common. Or at least it hadn't been in the past. "Are you...related?" He asked, smacking himself mentally as he recalled the unattached 'it seems you're both lost', that the man had spoken to them with. "Nevermind..." he added. "I'm tired and out of it...just ignore me. I would appreciate your help though."

Ermak had been racing down the craggy cliffs of Al K'vesh, A small group of Vampires fleeing his wrath, it had been a long chase but the Brude had finally driven them into a dead end, the trap was closed, all was good.... until the moment he'd felt the claws dig into his shirt. the smell of Cinnimon and Chestnut was a dead give away. The Brude whirled snatching at the small purple beast as it cast it's infamous teleport spell, but he was just as split second too late. A moment later he found himself on Matri, It was raining... great. Ermak sighed heavily, he really would have to do something about the Minidragon he decided, this wasn't the first time the wanna-be dragonette had whisked him away from his tasks, and he had the distinctive feeling it wouldn't be the last. Shaking his head he sent water-droplets spinning around him. Taking a moment to gaze about him the Brude noted with some curiosity that he'd been dropped off in one of Matri's scattered towns. Taking a few steps forward he found himself stepping out of an alley-way into the main streets, it was still dark as it was night-time. and the rain didn't help the visability, Ermak's slitted eyes widened sharpening the detail around him to accute precision. The very next moment he wished he hadn't. The blood drained from the normally confident Brude's face, his eyes widened in true and utter horror, "Oh...." His curse was interupted by a litteral squeal of excitement, as the same set of figures Ermak had spotted noticed him in return. The call was repeated down the streets until the entire Town likely knew of his presence. Pure instinct kicked in and Ermak started running. How... HOW had he not realized it sooner? He kicked himself mentally, "This is 'byssal Parte'!" He snarled aloud, the City of Parte' the town of fangirls, and fanboys... and the Capital of 'male rape' on the Planet of Matri, Nimbly dodging the overly excitable figures Ermak found himself getting the most unusual of workouts. Why did Matri have to be populated with Shape-Shifters? He moaned as his assailants started getting more inventive the closer he got to the edge of town. Ermak was good, Ermak was VERY good. but even he had a hard time with over a thousand rabid bishounen hunters who all were willing to team up on a single unfortunate. A few moments, and the loss of more than a few articles of clothing later Ermak burst from the mass of people and fled top-speed into the forests. Feral dragons and Beasts of Misery had NOTHING on Parte', he affirmed, pausing breifly to pant for breath. Ermak was going to have to have Angel or Blaster retreive his clothing for him. He wasn't in the least foolish enough to attempt Parte' at night. The Mini-dragon would Definetally pay for this one... He vaguely heard her cackling laughter in the night, and he simply smiled, his time would come.

Ermak heard the bow, and the arrows, but didn't even flinch as the projectiles rushed past him. He glanced up at the human before him, A newcomer, and a competant archer, but a 'newcomer' nonetheless, Ermak could smell it, plus no Matritian worth his socks would assume that Fangirls could be dissuaded by decoy arrows. "Camoflauge eh?" Ermak muttered taking one glance behind him and noting the cloth 'sheild'. "Pardon me in advance for this." He told Pharallah even as he moved, The Brude was amazingly fast, and this time made no noise as he rushed forward to the bowman, Without warning he grabbed Pharallah bodily around the waist, leapt backwards with a flip to land right next to the 'camoflauge' blanket, and fell to the ground, with Pharallah underneath him, muttering under his breath, "Three, ... two... one..." The screeming that they'd been able to hear in the distance, roared to an intensity as the mob of fangirls plowed right through the 'camoflauge' blanket, knocking it on top of Ermak and Pharallah, and racing right over them without noticing. Ermak winced as he took the entirity of the weight from the mob. it was almost a full minute before their tramping feet stopped crunching over his person. He smiled, "Sorry about that.... You must be new around here, ... that was fangirl logic you were trying to foil... meaning it was nonexistant." Ermak pulled back throwing the blankets off and sitting himself on the ground a few feet from the man he'd 'assaulted'.

Ermak chuckled, "This worked MUCH better trust me!" He told the indignant man, He'd first thought Pharallah was human, now he wasn't as sure, closer inspection said he didn't smell right,... "Well if you wanted to go AROUND Parte', why didn't you just say so?" Ermak inquired with a grin, "That's not so hard once the screaming mobs aren't about." He chuckled softly, "Where ever are you headed newcomer? You don't have the smell of Matri on you... I've been here before, perhaps I could help you out!"

Keier stepped through the portal, his boots crunching softly into the leaves and sticks of the Matritian forest's floor. He gazed around him, wrinkling his nose at the strong Chestnut scent that the rain brought out. He also didn't much care for the rain itself, it felt colder on his skin, his higher natural body tempurature had it steaming off him, which in turn made him feel clammy. He glared up at the offending sky, Why in the Abyss was it raining? With a muttered oath his Uncle would no doubt appove of, he summoned his own magical energy, muttering a few words in a tongue that made Mortal ears cringe, he waved at the sky with one clawless hand, wishing he'd thought to assume his demon form before entering. Magic was so much easier when he wasn't restrained in his Human form. Sure enough a moment later the offending droplets ceased their downward journey, fizzling out leaving just a dark cloudy sky as testament to their prior presence. Keier vaughly remembered one of his Uncles mentioning something about the weather on Matri, but he shrugged it off. Couldn't be that important, the weather was easily changable.