Ada let go of Kirin who was trembling violently and ran off towards Fritz and clung to his hand. Guilt welled up and clogged her throat as she removed the silencing spell from Fritz and he sighed in relief. 
Fimion had appeared some point in the commotion and made a remark about freeing slaves. Ada was still to greif-struck at what she had done to comment and so just gave Fimion a small smile, at the time she was too angry to think about it. Now she realised she could have scarred a young girl for life. Turning around she noticed Aegar staring into the eyes of one of the girls who had .. A tail? Hypnotised she watched the girl shrink, so did the others. All of them transformed into many different forest critters, and then scampered off, the last to go was a slender deer who elegantly bowed her head before leaving on needle-thin legs. Aegar on the other hand was not in good shape, he was as pale as death, his body sagged and crumpled, and his limbs were thin. For a second - Ada suspected - she got a glimpse of his true age. He lay weakly in a pile and Ada noticed life returned to him where he made contact with the Earth, while a few trees surrounding them died and slumped over. Then he got up and left, bounding back into the forest. Part of her wanted to go after him and stop him but a voice whispered [i]let him go, he did a good thing. More then we could expect from him.[/i]

With a grateful nod, Ada bid Aegar goodbye until the next time they meet again. She looted the wagon and crates lying around to restock her own and made mild chatter with Fimion. Fritz and Kirin watched on from the backround and Ada longed for Aegar's joyfulness. With permission from Fimion, she harnessed up his horse and bound her to the wagon next to Williow who playfully nipped the white mare's ear. Happy to have mature company she loaded everyone into the wagon and gave Kirin a small toy as another peace offering. 

During the enocounter Aegar had thrown a walking stick in Ada's direction that glowed in his hand then looked old and broken when on the ground or in anyone else's hand. Dismissing it she tossed into the back of the wagon with another pile of junk and set off. If they were lucky, they'd find shelter before sundown and with another steed to lighten the load they set off at a relaxing canter.