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Usrah had heard all that was said. Luniya's howling caused him to raise an eyebrow of confusion.

"Well, first off, my main mission is to destroy the one House Iroziel released over 9000 years ago. Obviously, he is quite elusive."

He looked down at Flint.

"I do kill zombies, vampires, and necromancers when I come across them, which is not as often as one might think."

He looked back at Luniya.

"There is a problem with loving another race. I have the potential of living forever; they do not. That may be the lifestyle more suited for my brother, who is far more relaxed than myself, but that is another story."

Usrah actually smiled, and chuckled, at the thought of his "brother".

Usrah stopped laughing and shrugged his shoulders.

"Well, I believe that there is one person for everyone. I just happened to find my one and only much earlier. My 'brother' is probably still looking. Of course, being able to live forever gives him plenty of time. Come to think of it, I wonder if he is even alive."

Flint looked up at the sound of the howl.
"That was cool." he said simply, looking at Luniya. It was probably one of the most interesting things he ever heard someone do, and it sounded really nice.
He looked back at the large twig, finishing up on removing the bark.
Flint heard a loud thud, only moving his eyes to see what happened, and then smiled, trying to keep in his laugh.
"Great work, genius" he joked. Flint then looked back down to his work, intent on finishing it.
"I don't know why, but all this sitting is making me antsy. Probably stems from my profession, but all I know is I want to get going soon."

((Note to DemonDays2: We have been walking for awhile.))


Ashe scowled at Contri's comment to Tyr. "I only hold this form since its easier to work magic in than that of a human," she mumbled to herself. She then looked around her and sniffed the air. The wind carried a sent of more men nearby, most carrying the sent similar to Contri. She sent a message on the wind to Usrah, "More of those that smell similar to the male elf are near. Seems we are walking towards them. You can do as you please with them. Contri seems to be the leader of the group."

Seeing that no one showed any particular interest in the fact that he had a "brother", Usrah silently reflected on his many adventures with Elgarez. He remembered the first time that they had met and the technique he had taught him. Elgarez called it "Kiss of the Stars", an attack that utilized the fists, but was modified for Usrah to be used with a sword. Although not as powerful as the original, Usrah's version was still plenty useful. On top of that, Usrah also had to activate his Celerity to even execute the technique.

The sick feeling in Tyr's stomach just wouldn't stop escalating. She wanted to tell everyone how she felt, she wanted to warn them, but she couldn't bring herself to say anything. I don't trust him at all... He's having really devious thoughts right now, I can feel them, and something up ahead feels dangerous... The half-elf thief thought to herself, stopping a few feet before the splitting of the path.

Ferghall finally jumped off of her shoulder, and he took a few steps forward and raised his nose to the wind. It doesn't just feel strange, Tyr; can't you smell them up ahead? He asked her, turning to look at her, tilting his head and cocking a furry ear to catch some distant noise. Tyr nodded in response to the gray fox, only smelling the elves up ahead because of him.

She hoped that she was "invisible" enough to the others that they wouldn't notice her. Alright, Ferghall, you stay with the group, I don't want you hurt. I'll be right back, promise. Tyr thought to her little fox friend, and then she used her speed ability to dash ahead silently and almost invisably at the speed she was moving. She already knew something bad was going to happen, she was never wrong, and those premonitions were always unavoidable; so she might as well barrel head first into the danger and get it over with.

Ferghall, left behind, sat down and slicked his ears back, tail puffing up. She must be upset, Tyr's never this reckless... He thought to himself as he sat there like a little lost puppy.

((Sorry, guys, I failed to mention that I had to study for and write two exams this past week, and that left me little time to post. Once again, sorry, and I'm using an idea that someone *can't remember who* pm'ed me about))

Rok stayed a few feet behind the bulk of the group, humming a song that his mother had sang to him when he was a young calf. Something was nagging at the back of his mind, but he shrugged it off until they came to the split path. Suddenly, his head bolted up from looking at the ground and he walked briskly over to Contri.

~That ring... I don't like the look of it,~ he thought to himself, bringing himself up to his full height. Towering over the male elf, he snapped in the common tongue,

"Give that ring to me! Now!" he snarled, glaring down at Contri with a nasty contorted look on his face. He wasn't about to let anyone, not even someone he didn't know exactly, touch that ring before he was sure that there were no special spells placed on it. Holding out his hand towards Contri, he gave the elf a look that read 'give it to me before I rip you limb from limb'. His left hand was resting on his battleaxe which was resting on his back.

Rok didn't normally get like this. He was simply very jumpy, and also didn't trust Contri.

Usrah was able to hear the sound of eating thanks to his heightened senses and he took a seat next to Luniya. He did not mind that she was eating and knew that even asking for food from a werewolf was doomed to fail. He decided to make small talk.

"Did I mention that my 'brother' is a werewolf?"

He hoped to get some sort of reaction out of her. He enjoyed talking about his "brother", mostly because of how great he thought he was.

"He is not really my brother, but we have been friends long enough, so we consider ourselves such. He really is something else, though. He is a monk from some far off nation. I met him over 9500 years ago. We were on a mission to eliminate a vampire threat a few towns over. Little did we know that the entire mission was a trap. The town was compeltely overrun with vampires. As luck would have it, my 'brother' Elgarez had been passing by and happily aided our team."

He paused for a moment, rembering the event almost perfectly.

"Never before had I seen such speed and power. The vampires were simply no match for him at all and they were quickly disposed of. He explained to me that he had achieved 'Enlightenment' some time ago and that he was traveling the lands with his newfound powers, trying to help anyone he could."

Usrah paused once more.

"The last time I saw him was the day after the battle in which Eva was slain. He was just about to entire a portal into another dimension that was plagued with evil, when he turned to me and said, 'Thanks for all you've shown me.' And that was the last I ever saw of him."