[@TheWindel][@DracoLunaris][@KoL][@Mercurial][@Hammerman]

[center][b]TZI TI'AMTUM[/b][/center]

Esther was crying. It was audible even over the harsh wind and snow that buffeted their small company. Tzi tried his best to listen to what was going on, or at least catch a sight through the wall of white, but no dice. He couldn't even get closer to find out what was even happening, or help out in any way. Not when he was making sure that Wagnill was going to make it outta here alive. That was way much more important, but ... Althea had gotten nabbed? By a ghost? That was what Esther had shouted about, right? He gulped. A ghost? Was that really what was out there?

Not that he was scared of ghosts or anything. He wasn't some little girl or anything. Those legless wraiths weren't even real anyway, and they certainly weren't going to get into a fisherman's head so easily! No way.

"There's, uh, definitely something out there," he replied to Leon. Any chittering in his voice was no way because of some ghost. It wasn't a ghost. He was just cold. Except that someone or something out there had grabbed Althea, except he couldn't seem to help in the slightest. "Dangit, we can't even go help!"

He was fine with the treacherous environment of these hills, but what was it that had stolen away their comrade? Was she hurt? The snow was making it really hard to get a good grip on what was happening. He was worried for her here!