[center][h2][color=silver][u]          [b]Kreneas Shadeweaver[/b]          [/u]
[color=silver][sup][sup]Current Location: Mirkwood Outskirts[/sup][/sup][/color]
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[center][color=silver][i]"And if we burn, you burn with us." - Suzanne Collins[/i][/color][/center]
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By the time Kreneas awoke, Irime had already left his side. He sat up from the mat the troops were expected as to use as a bed, and wondered where exactly his partner had went, especially when the two had doubtlessly enjoyed the night before together. Pulling a shirt on, Kreneas heard quite a commotion near the outskirts of the encampment. Sensing that the orcs had breached the perimeter, the magus quickly buckled his sword to his waist and checked to see if the weapon was glowing. Oddly enough, it wasn't, and the fact left Kreneas scratching his head as he approached the crowd and soon found out the situation.

Seeing how no one would step forth and the rest of the soldiers were clueless about what to do next, Kreneas stepped forward, believing it his moment to shine. [color=silver]"Check the area. There might be some muddy footprints or disturbed leaves nearby, which might give us clues to what happened."[/color] Kreneas ordered, motioning with his hand to send off the soldiers in the right direction as his eyes spotted Irime in the crowd.[@Wick]