Welcome to Gaia! ::

"It's definitely weird, I'll grant you that. I assume they took me because, well, I'd always had odd powers. I used to mess around with my father's second in command. He was a mage, disliked me a lot. I always used to be able to stop his powers, and play tricks on him. I always used to count my abduction as a blessing. The Templars were a second family, a racuous lot, but they treated me with kindness. Can't ask for more than that." Draxis looked at her, with a trace of pity. "Do you miss your family and friends? What about this Michel fellow?"

Draxis flashed his trademark smile, before his eyes went wider, and he saw that she had been deeply affected. He stretched his arms out. "C'mon. When this is all over, you can always search for him lass. I know thats what I plan to do. If we get out of it alive I'll..help you out."

Draxis embraced her with his arms. "Hey hey, come on. You're forgetting you're with a Templar- I'm trained to find mages, especially powerful ones. And you're also with a moron who doesn't know when to quit."

"This is nothing more than chivalry, y'know. I'll get my share of girls when I get back to Claybridge." Moving away, Draxis entered the weapons house, and looked through the items on offer. "Ah, we hit the jackpot." Smiling, he picked up eight throwing knives, strapping two each onto each of his scabbards.

Draxis and Air'gen reached the weapon house, inside they found medium armours, helms, gloves, chest armour, leg-, shoulder armour, boots, chain mails, swords, spears, one-handed axes, shields etc. The weapon house also had a training ground outside. It was like a small military academy, but due to it's size it couldn't really be considered one.

The dungeon lay in the cellar of the weaponhouse. It wasn't very big, but there was lots of doors and hallways. Somwhere deep within the dungeon, there was a room which served as a laboratory. Here one would find an old gnome with white hair and a small beard on his chin. He seemed to be doing some autopsy on the dark elf.

(( What did you do with the crystal you found in the ground? I'm a little confused ))

"He's dead.. did you know?" The gnome said in a sarcastic way, he didn't even seem to bother checking out who had entered his lab. "Oh and what's even more interesting, he is a dark elf and a male one of the kind"

The gnome turned around laughing kindly "oh pardon me, it does get quite boring down here". He walked up to Trajedie and looked up at her. "But never the less I have to dissapoint you miss, but there's nothing much to tell about this lad. He's an adult dark elf, probably died from fall he took, though there are traces of what seems to have been some sort of an explosion, but I'm quite sure that didn't kill him". The gnome looked up at the dark elf and crawled up a small ladder that was placed beside the operating table, to allow the gnome to get in level with the table when working. "Anything specific you want to know?"