[u]Fritz[/u] He wasn’t sure quite how long he stared up into the sky, his mind occupied thinking about his predicament and what he was to do. He didn’t know why but as he gazed up into the clear night sky and searched for any familiar constellation he felt very small and obsolete. There was nothing he recognised, the sky-scape being completely different and alien that that of earth – leaving him with the assumption he could even be on a whole different planet. He knew that even if there was no quick route home the more he leant about this place and its ways the more chance he would have, even if he had to devote a large portion of his life to learning and studying then there was a chance he could unravel the secrets of how he got here. Breaking his mind away from its deep thoughts he was suddenly reminded that it was very late and he was getting very cold. [b]"Come on Fritz, Ada's probably wondering where we are. It's late, and cold. Let's go back to the wagon."[/b] Kirin sounded like she might be upset, but she didn’t seem to want to talk about it, though Fritz could guess why. He hadn’t lost anyone as close as she had, and not in such a personal and tragic way. Allowing her to help him up and guide them to the wagon he said nothing, but tried to give her a comforting smile. They were both tired and sleep came quickly once he had laid down in the warm wagon, his mind briefly wondering if it was always as warm in here as he fell into an easy dream-filled slumber. [u]Phrenesis[/u] The young woman strode happily down the practically deserted streets of Jabari, signs of last night’s chaos clear on every street. Shops had been attacked and looted, there was the occasional body littering the street and smoke still rose in plumes as crows circled above the city and began to enjoy the ‘bounty’ that had been left for them. [i]‘Oh how Sparrot would love to be here’[/i] she thought idly to herself, her mind turning to her long-time companion as she wondered what he would be up to at this moment. The cat from the night before followed behind her, the mangy creature’s fur looked considerably better after her time fixing its body, and somehow it was if the creature knew it. It had remained beside her bed after Phrenesis had returned to the mundane girl’s body, and so in return she had turned out the Lady Desjardins pantries and let it feast on the fish she had discovered, after all it was only going to waste otherwise. She had sat watching the cat as it ate, and as she fed herself, taking Aergar’s words about caring for her body to heart. The cat had watched her as it ate as well, and Phrenesis had wondered what it might be thinking – after all it was only Sparrot that was able to speak his mind. As she reached the top of market street she paused at the sight that unfolded before her. In the market square there were several tent-like structures with what looked like priests of some kind tending to hurt people, and what was worse was there was both elf and fae amongst the occupants. Shaking her head and clicking her tongue in annoyance at the fact some people couldn’t seem to help working together and assisting others around them she looked around for an opportunity to once more create chaos. Spotting a wagon only a few meters away from her and the steep incline that ran from where she was stood down into the market she grinned fiendishly as it became clear what she was going to do. Spending a few minutes gathering bits of debris and whatever heavy she could she loaded them quickly into the wagon before turning it with a grunt and positioning it so it would rush down the hill and collide with the nearest tent. Her feline companion let out a single meow as if to question what she was doing, and glancing around to make sure she would not be seen she turned back to the cat and with a wink she pushed the heavy cart and sent it hurtling down the road and towards the market square. Turning she practically skipped away with a light giggle, confident that the damage had been done she headed towards the road out of the city. It was time to return to the Nairi forest.