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{{I'm taking a break from Gaia... that's where I am. ^^;;;; Yeah.

If you guys want to continue, like, maybe, you leave in the morning and go have adventures, sure, you do that, and I'll catch up with you when I return (probably in a week or two). So... yeah. Babye!}}

((i'll wait too...as my character is sleeping. hehe xp ))

((I fear tu, I fear tu! n.n Welcome.))

Zayne slept lightly, waking up once or twice when a stick nearby snapped, or something to that extent. At the first light of dawn, he sat up and stretched. Of course, there was a slight amount of stiffness due to being tackled to the ground the night before, but apart from that, he was fine. And in good spirits, as usual.

The night before, when Aisilinn had been pondering, she'd been right. Zayne was indeed more of a scholar than a traveller, but he wouldn't slow the group down by much. If anything, he would be fairly useful, with his summoning abilities and education. Never hurts to be able to recognize edible plants.

Getting up, the sorceror flashed a smile at everyone around, and brushed his bangs off his face.

"Eh? Oh, erm... I'm not hungry, don't worry about me."

Zayne smiled warmly, and brushed off his cloak thoughtfully. Truthfully, he wouldn't mind accompanying these people, at all. They seemed quite the trustworthy lot, but it was just that... It seemed they thouht less of him, because he was full-human. And that was something that stung slightly, though he wouldn't admit it. All races should be treated equally, he thought. Even if that was rarely the case.

"I...Don't think I'll be going with you. It's not that you people are bad people, I rather think you're good people. It's just... I don't know. I think that I might slow you down or something, and I'm sure you're on a quest and.."

He broke off there sheepishly, coming to the realization that he was indeed rambling. Not a good thing to do, not something that made him feel all that smart. But, he couldn't seem to get across why he didn't think gonig with thme was a good idea.

{{POST! D< I'm getting tired of waiting!}}

{{ xP Osyth doesn't hate him. She's actually being nice to him. By her standards. ^^ }}

"Well, if that's settled, then," Aislinn remarked, "Do you want breakfast?" She sat down beside the fire and pulled out some bowls and spoons from her bag. Kenaz sat beside her.

"Here, sit," he murmured, patting the spot on the ground beside him. "Warrior, don't put the noodles in that pot. It still has beef in it."

Osyth glanced down and scowled. "Yeah, alright, Hunter. No need to beat it to the ground." She glanced around and yanked out a second pot. "Here, will this one do?" she demanded scathingly.

Kenaz ignored her sarcasm. "Yeah, that one's fine."

{{I posted a map, like I promised ages ago. It's on the first page, in my first post. ^^}}

"I'm from a little village between the Grande River and the Kaehall forest," Aislinn said absently, watching Osyth attempt to make breakfast. "Hunter's from somewhere along the north of Leramosa, and Warrior's from somewhere in the far north, in Nelekon. Where was it exactly, Warrior?"

"Don't know," Osyth replied shortly, "Somewhere on the plains, near a small forest, between the Upper Celante and the Grande. I don't know any more than that."

"Anyway," continued Kenaz, picking up on Aislinn's thread, "I was raised by a gryphon colony on the cliffs on the north border of Lieramosa. Warrior and Dream were both born and raised in human villages." His eyes looked distant for a moment, and he sighed. "Sometimes, I wonder why I left."

{{Sorry I couldn't post! I was in Toronto with no PC access on Tues. and Wed., and had no time on Thurs., and on Friday was doing a mother-daughter thing with my mom. ^^;; To make up for it, extra-long post. ^^

By the way, Ekemasi is the cultural eqivalent of Japan (sort of) so you might want to change where Zayne is from, depending on his character. Also, Teneki's not a village, it's a rather large city... I only showed the big cities on this map. =D}}

"Huh. You've come from even farther than we have," Osyth remarked, stirring the noodles. She checked the pot again and decided that they were done. She dumped some into each of the bowls Aislinn had laid out for her and picked one up, ignoring the spoon set out beside it. She dipped into the bowl with her clawed fingers, scooping up the tiny noodles and broth with her hand.

"Warrior," Kenaz reprimanded, "I've told you. Use a spoon."

"Hunter," Osyth retorted, "I've told you to wear shoes. That doesn't mean you'll do it."

Kenaz grunted noncommitally and looked at the bottom of his roughly callused feet. "I don't need to."

"And I don't need to use a spoon," Osyth finished with the air of someone who has won the argument. She defiantly scooped more noodles.

"You don't wear shoes," Kenaz remarked.

"Can you imagine a shoe that would fit? Or one that wouldn't be torn apart by my claws?"

Kenaz sighed. Aislinn nudged him in the ribs. "I could have told you, Hunter," she teased, "The only person who can beat Warrior in an argument is me."

Osyth nodded. "I bow to her superior talent and years."

"I'm older than you," Kenaz argued.

"That may be," Osyth countered, "But that doesn't mean you're any good at arguing. You're too innocent."

Aislinn hid a smile in her bowl as Kenaz rolled his eyes. After she had her grin under control, she looked up at Zayne. "You know, you really should eat something if you're accompanying us. We travel hard, and you need energy."