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Mornor: I get to my feet with a little laugh and watch as she disappears then glimpse the party of rides Rayne had sent chase after them lamely and sigh. To tell the truth, I was kind of happy to see them get away though I didn't quite understand why. I heave myself up onto my horse and turn toward the desert. Rayne would be angry, it was probably best if I didn't show my face around his castle for awhile. He wasn't known for his calm temper after all and I had failed him several times now. I flick the reins and head into the forest. I'd just disappear for awhile.

I dismiss the air and we slow to a regular run, then a canter, to a trot, a walk, and finally to a standstill. *We're safe for now." I murmur to Elvira "You can release your death-grip on me now." She lets go and I swing my leg over to get off. I slide to the goud, and my legs buckle, sending me falling and the world spinning. I close my eyes and focus on the feel of the sand under my hands. "Elvira." I gasp "Get me a bandage from the pack, now, please." *What next?* I think sourly *Maenor comes after us, finds me like this, and takes me back to Rayne? I could barely swing a sword like this! Curse this stupid wound and curse Rayne for giveing it to me!* I rant angrily to myself.

Elvira- I get the bandage and walk over to her. "Do you need me to put it on?"----Faeron- "Luna?" I say turning around. We'd been in the spirits temple for awhile but nothing had happened. Now Luna had disappeared. I sighed, but then felt a wind gently go by me and I thought I heard my name faintly being called. "Yes? Who's there?"

"No!" I panic, then force my tone to be more relaxed "No. I'll do it myself." I take the bandage and stumble behind a sand dune, out of sight. I take off my tunic and look unhappily at the dark stain that was on the back, then set it aside. I unlace the special kind of underthing I had to wear at all times and grit my teeth as I peel it off. It's soaked with blood. I re-dress my wound and pull out new clothes from my cloak. I get dressed and walk back out to Elvira, still shaking some and feeling a little lightheaded.

Mornor: Rayne would be in the desert looking for the two girls so I head west, toward the elven forests. It really bugged me that they kept saying that they knew me. One had even called me Maenor. Perhaps, the elven forest could give me some clues.

Elvira- I look to the west, the direction the forests were in. I don't look back when I hear Breeze approach. " I don't like the desert. The sand, though it is made from earth, it is so degraded that it is hard to control. One slip up, one piece of grain not in place and everything is ruined. I have not yet mastered this." I say then close my eyes. "Also this place is full of evil. Some of Rayne's agents hide here. And yet there are some evils that are hidden even from Rayne....." I sigh. "I don't think I can stay here, not even for one night."

I walk over to her unsteadily and place a hand on her shoulder. "Trust me." I assure her "I know where we can sleep easily, without worrying about Rayne or any evils." I give her shoulder a squeeze "If it's really that bad," I tell her quietly "we can go somewhere else, but I can't promise you safety outside of this desert."

Elvira- I shake my head. "No. No I.....I trust you."

I smile and rufffle her hair "Thatta girl." slowly I walk over to Farasi and somehow drag myself onto his back "Mount up." I tell her "We've got a little bit to go, but we'll be there soon. And, when we get there, I promise you a good meal, a nice bed, and clean clothes. Maybe even a bath, if we're lucky."

Elvira- I mount on Windfola, happy to see she had followed us out here. "It sounds as though you know someone who lives out here." Who would be crazy enough to live out here though?

I laugh "Someone?" I ask "Try someones!" I gesture grandly at the desert around us. "This, this is my home away from home." I tell her happily "I lived with a desert tribe out here, the Pepo Halaiki Wato, for a long while. They took me into the tribe, even though, as they've pointed out on many occasion," I chuckle "I'm quite untraditional and disgrace the women's role in the tribe." I wink at her "But, I'm pretty sure they like how odd I am, they just won't admit it." I tell her with a grin "Don't worry about not fitting in, they'll at least take care of you looking like everyone else pretty quick. They'll dress you up, give you a good meal, you'll go to sleep, and, next thing 'ya know, you'll wake up the next morning a regular native." I look ahead and practically bounce on Farasi's back with excitment "Not long now!" I say, gazeing ahead with anticipation.

Elvira- "Why do they want to live here though?"

"Because, you'd be surprised how beautiful this place is." I tell her dreamily "The wind scouring patterns in the sand, the desert moveing, almost like waves in the sea, when the time is just right. The sunset spreading it's fiery banner across the sky, painting the sand hues you could only dream of. The wild horses flying across the sand, their hooves kicking up spray as they seem to race the wind..." I trail off, not able to find words to describe it "This place is beautiful to see, you just have to look." I smile at her "You have to open your eyes, Elvira, before you can see beauty."

Elvira- I look out across the sand. But still I saw only sand. "I'm sorry. It's going to be hard for me to see that." I say. "Lets just get to your friends." I say.

I stop Farasi and dismount. I grab Windfola's reins and pull her to a stop. "Get down." I tell Elvira.

Elvira- "Why? Are we here?"

"Yep. Now, if you want to continue breathing, I suggest you get down." I tell her "No offense, but I don't think you'd look all that good with an arrow in your heart or through your neck."

Elvira- I climb down. "What? Are they going to shoot at me?" I ask

"They might." I tell her "Then again, they might have just threatened you, it depends on their moods." I step into the open and let out a war-cry of theirs. "That should bring them running." I say with a smile.

Luna: I let my eyes flutter open, we had been mediating for some time but the spirits didn't wish to have an audience with us just yet. I sigh patting Faerons head, "Time for dinner," I say, "The Spirits aren't going to help us tonight."