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Roger visably flinched as this wraith of a man entered the room. His eyes were locked onto those portals of fire and shadow, seemingly drawn to them, even as he tried to look away. He sat there, frozen for quite a few breaths, before his hand reached over towards the blindfold, without looking. He swallowed down the bile that was churning in his throat. Thoughts of executions could hardly be held back by the man.

The world turned dark, and he let out a heavy breath, as the black cloth slid over his eyes, taking his sight away from those beastly eyes. Only to feel the cold terror of helplessness, as he tied down the blindfold tightly. He knew they wouldn't let him tie it loose enough it might fall of, after all. The man was shaking, and despite Dune's words and actions, he couldn't imagine that he would get out of this alive...

Roger had been hard pressed to keep up, stumbling many times, and only remaining on his feet, do to the pull of the wraithlike man, and his strong grip on his arm. As it was, he was completely lost in moments. Not that he would have wanted to go back. He had the distinct feeling that the 'doctor' there had clocked him, and would do so again and again for some reason... and this man, well, Roger would rather stay as far away as possible from him.

Roger stumbled and landed hard on his a**, at the end of the journey. It didn't take long, for the man to remove the blindfold. His eyes were wide, and he backed away from the wraithlike being, "Please... don't kill me..." he asked, frankly too frightened to grovel, almost frozen solid. He could see they were out, away from witnesses... and his mind couldn't get away from that man's appearance, who he was associated with... and just how theives guilds and rogues tended to operate.

Renault entered the town of Durem coming from his home near the Great Wall of Gambino.

"Hmm....I wonder if anyone is here," Renault said as he held Sakis in one hand and petting Rukia, his Nieken, who got them there, in the other.

Ren walked around the city only to see the streets very busy with many people crowding around the nearby shops and the events they had that day. Renault's clothes blew in the soft wind and he shivered even on the warm day because of Sakis. Renault placed Sakis in a big enough pouch on Rukia. Rukia didn't mind at all.

He wondered is Shadow was here. Renault started to look around and saw no one he knew in sight.

Now what to do, what to do? She grimaced as no answer came to her and after a few moments she turned her gaze in the general direction of the hidden forest - that strange crystal still called to her and despite herself she found her legs moving in that direction, it was only when she reached the gate that she scolded herself and stalked back inside the city once more.

If she was going back then she was going to require plenty of supplies, whether they be for entertainment or for food in the accursed place. One thing was for certain, she was not going to eat bugs and she was not going to drink spring water...if she was going to have to deal with a continual onslaught of visitors to the place then she was going to need to be in a jolly mood and for that she required one thing - alcohol.

It was therefore no surprise that she came up with a plan to construct her own make-shift brewery in the middle of the forest purely for her enjoyment...

Ourania entered the outskirts of Durem just before it was officially afternoon, crystal hidden inside a knapsack at her side in case she happened upon any thieves on the way through town. The novice summoner wasn't certain that Elysians could, in fact be stolen, but she would take no chances.

She stopped to examine the buildings for a moment, always amazed to see the towering monstrosities reaching ever upward as though grasping for the heavens themselves. Ourania could recall trying to peer at the tops as a child, leaning back so far that she lost her equilibrium and fell to the ground. She shook her head, grinning in rememberance, when a scent reached her nose and made her mouth water.

She found the little cafe after following the smell of bread and pastries for a few blocks, backtracking when the wind tricked her and carried the aroma down a different path. It was a surprisingly small building, made of old red-brick and wedged between two skyscrapers that made it even more insignificant by comparison. It had a handpainted sign that was chipping slightly at one side where water-damage had been done, but it still clearly read Shade's Cafe in old swirled letters. She tilted her head curiously, frowning thoughtfully at the odd title while wondering if that was the original owner's name.

She looked into the open glass windows, sighting instantly the assortment of baked goods and pleasant old-world ambiance the interior supplied. The floors were all wood, much like her home, and there were small tables set up with vases of hybrid flowers. The counter had a display of muffins, breads, and danishes that looked as enticing as they smelled, and before the summoner knew it she was in the cafe, peeking into the glass case to see what it was she wanted to feast upon.

Ourania ordered herself a strawberry danish along with a cup of sparkling water to wash it down. She sat outside in the vintage tables as she ate, admiring the artistry of the architecture and muttering the miniscule facts she knew about the city to Fiore.

"That building over there was actually built in tribute to the first summoner, one whose name was lost throughout the centuries. It was actually a temple before it was industrialized... I think its a bank now..."

She felt a sense of sadness from her crystal, potent enough to make her lose interest in the last few bites of her exquisite danish. "People forget, I think, they forget and move on without learning anything. The summoners were important because they could bring about the advent of your kind, but as you vanished from this plane, so did they."

As the words left a numb sensation on her lips, the summoner was left to contemplate her silent companion's feelings. She watched the bubbles in her water catch the smog-filtered sunlight and wondered when Fiore would have a form more suited to interaction.

The novice rose, depositing a tip on the table for the waitress to collect before continuing on her way through the city.

Resting by the gates of Durem, the still appeared to be in deep contemplation when it came to transporting her goods into the forest - granted if she had of been a mage then she would have teleported them there but unfortunately she wasn't and therefore she was going to have to use other means of transporting it all there - the first idea was to use her equine companions and the second had been her draconic companions but then she had developed a distinct fear...

What if they ate/drank all the ingredients? She couldn't have that and therefore she was still stuck in the middle of her dilemma, her lips pursed in thought and her arms folded across her chest as she at least attempted to solve the puzzle before her.

It was still evident that it would take a while.

Still otherwise preoccupied with her own thoughts, the woman couldn't care less about the approaching figure and after a few moments she began to murmur to herself. The murmuring sounded like complete jibberish to all but herself and after a few moments she released another heavy sigh and turned her gaze skywards - it was then that her eyes widened in realisation as small reminders popped up within her head.

Oho! She knew how she could get everything into the forest and it wouldn't involve negotiating with any living being to get it there, in fact she would simply order it to be done and it would be.

"Haha!" She called in delight as she began to rummage in the pockets of her jacket for the item in which she now sought.