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Zayne jumped slightly, and wheeled around to face the new voice. Seeing that it was Kaede, h egave a light sigh of relief, and smiled happily. His motions denoted that he was fine...If a little dampened from being tackled to the ground. Always the eternal optimist, the young sorceror smiled again, cocking his head to one side slightly.

"I am quite alright...And it appears Miss Aislinn is too. We can go back to whatever we were doing, before we decided to interfere."

{{I swear, I haven't forgotten you guys! sweatdrop }}

"You can stay with us," Aislinn said, flicking a finger at them. "Our camp's here."

She turned and walked back into the trees, ducking to avoid the low branches. Kenaz followed her, still supporting Osyth. When they got to the camp, Aislinn had started a fire which had vague glints of sliver. "We're all odd here. You'll have to just learn to respect it without drawing attention to it."

"Aislinn's right," Kenaz murmured, speaking to the others for the first time. "I'm half Gryphon, Osyth is half Tanuli, and Aislinn's half dragon. She doesn't look it because she had shapeshifter's powers and can shift back and forth, but there's no way Osyth can hide herself, and I have to be really careful," he looked at his blue-and-copper wings with a mixture of pride and annoyance. "We find it's better to stay away from other people most of the time."

"Not everyone's so open hearted as you," Kenaz began, but Osyth interrupted.

"You're kidding, right? No one's ever called me so much as pretty before." She peered at him suspiciously wondering about a hidden motive. Aislinn rolled her eyes at her youger friend. "And please leave off the Miss, it makes me uncomfortable," the half-Tanuli girl continued.

"Excuse me, but if I might interrupt," Aislinn interrupted, "Maybe we should be getting some sleep? I'll take first watch," she said, answering Kenaz's unspoken question.

Osyth gave him a look. "Do you honestly think they'd let me in? You're more naive than I thought. I'm only fifteen, and even I know that I wouldn't be welcome in the city proper. Where do you think I got most of these scars?" She left him to ponder that and yanked a blanket out of one of the leather packs that was sitting near the fire. Without further ado, she wrapped it around herself and laid down.

Kenaz chose not to comment, thinking that Osyth had already said enough. He accepted a blanket from Aislinn and sat down with his back against a tree, looking at Osyth in an almost fatherly way. Aislinn ignored them both and turned into a ten foot long silver dragon, including the tail. She stalked away and the faint sounds of her patrolling the area could be heard from the camp.

Upon Osyth's hard words, Zayne almost winced. Okay, he did wince. But, only slightly. He didn't believe that they'd be hurt, but apparently the tow who knew thought so, and as such were probably right. His cheeks flushed red slightly, though that could possibly have been from the rain.

Unsure of whether he was supposed to stay, or go home, Zayne looked around. Somehow,, he just didn't know. Although, it appeared none of the Demi-Humans wanted him around, so he was partially tempted to leave.

Before he got an idea. Many of the sorcerors in his guild were Demi-human...Some of them weren't even human! Granted, they were mostly Elves, and Sylphs, but the trio wouldn't be too out odf place.

"Uhmm... Maybe at the guild? There're lots of rooms for people visiting, and if I say you people are visiting me... They'll give you a room..."

Although Zayne couldn't help but feel vaguely uncomfortable with Osyth's intense dislike of him, the young sorceror complied with Kenaz's offer, sitting down quietly. Closing his eyes for a moment, the stripling summoned up some fire spirits to keep the motley crew warm and dry...Or, at least more so than they would have been without them.

Smiling slightly once this was accomplished-- for, it always made the young man happy to be of service, no matter how small the task was-- Zayne curled up quietly where he sat, his eyes lidding slowly. Eventually, he fell asleep, curled up under the relative dryness and warmth of his cloak.

((aww common! where are you guys?))