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Draxis, had remained waiting in his spot for a while. It was evident that Trajedie was unwilling or unable to leave her hiding spot. Looks like I'll have to do the seeking... Unsheathing his sword, it began to glow a faint blue as he began strolling slowly. The light, if she had been paying attention previously during the battle with the giant armour, was unmistakably the same colour as the aura emanating from him when using magic. It was dull enough not to draw too much attention, but if he was lucky, she might be able to notice it.

There was no repsonse from the voice that came from the staff. As light entered the house in which Trajedie hid, Trajedie could see bloodstains on the walls. There had been a fight here.

Trajedie froze as she spotted the blood on the walls. When the other wood elf ran into her she tightened her grip on the staff and hurriedly regained her composure. "What do you want with this staff? Do you have any idea what happened here?" She glared at the girl and hoped that Draxis would hurry to back her up.

Trajedie paused unable to follow exactly what was going on but decided it wouldn't hurt to knock the girl out. She complied and after a moment decided that should probably tie the girl up for good measure. That way she could get some answers out of her without any further interruptions. She found some rope and tied the girls hands and feet.

Air opened her eye's slowly "Don't check up on the staff.... it's just a stick now" she said weakly it was taking all her effort to force the dark magic down. "Draxis.... cut the ligaments in..... my legs" she said the pain building up again.

Trajedie handed Draxis the stick and turned to the girl. "You are aware that if he cuts the ligaments in your legs you will never be able to walk again?" Trajedie was having trouble following the girls words. "I'm not entirely sure it was a god idea to do whatever it is you did. The stick spoke of a plan. If you had just calmed down it might have revealed what the destruction in this place was meant for. Then it would have been easier to fight it. Also, they are more likely to attack again if they don't hear back from that magic user from before, or at least someone pretending to be him. Now if you'll excuse me I am going to make myself useful and watch for an attack." Trajedie then moved to the top floor of the building and climbed back onto the roof the way she had got down off of it before.

Draxis took the staff, examined it closely. "They'll probably be more defense mechanisms used in this thing."He listened to Air'gens plea, and sighed heavily. "Magic- always causing problems. Lass, not a chance I'm going t'deliberately harm you. Now I'll ask you kindly to shut up and let me inspect this staff. Then I'll see about helping you." He knew that he was being unecessarily harsh, but Draxis was in no mood to deal with it. Placing all four swords around him, he sat cross legged in the middle. As they began to glow, he ran his fingers along the staff, twisting the object constantly. Daintily his hands continued over every inch of the artifact, sometimes drastically changing speed or direction. It was a case of bypassing any other defenses that were inside safely and quickly. If the stick was a communicating device whoever was on the other end would be able to pick up his influence with ease. Then, all of a sudden, the swords' glow died down slightly, transfered to his hands. "Got it. Now let's see what this bugger's for..."