The night seemed to go on forever, until finally light began to break from the horizon. Giving a golden hue to the sands as the sun began its climb. Vivian shifted her gaze from it and away. Her eyes could never get used to that kind of light so suddenly. Hopefully as she traveled on the surface her eyes would some how get used to it. Ellis saw this as he sat next to her on the wagon. 

 "Let me take over for awhile until your eyes adjust." He said. He took the reins form her hands letting her rest awhile. Oddly dispite the orb and everything she began to drift into sleep. She let her head rolled to her right. It rested upon the halflings head her silver hair flowing around him. Ellis, with a hand brushed the hair from his face and he looked over at her about to say something. However, with her angle and his he could almost see down through her cleavage and he looked away instantly. He sighed and decided to let it go. 

 "Well aint I in a pickle..." He said, mostly to himself. The sun gave the observer a better look at her face. Drow were no different from their surface cousins. Each one just as beautiful as the last. The darkness often hid these features due to their skin being so dark. Ellis shift and tried to position Vivian in a way it wouldn't be uncomfortable for both him and her. "Of all the times to sleep she picked this one."

 His thoughts lingered on the orb though. It was almost a emerald green and too bad it was evil. He would have loved to stuff it along with belongings. However, he doubted it was actually valuable, unlike the actual gem. He sighed and looked back to see the others were rather concerned with it. What made it more concerning though was when both Bjoric and Artos practicly said it was evil. He then turned to look back towards their destination only to see something in the distance. He could see something sparkle, a red kind of sparkle.

 It looked like they were not the only ones hit by the Gnolls it would seem. As they got closer he saw one figure sitting against a rock. Blood all over the place, whether it belonged to him or not was yet to be determined. Every inch they got closer his features were more and more detailed until finally it was revealed. It was an orc. Judging from the weapons laid about he did fight some body. Ellis turned his head around to the others.

"Something up ahead, looks like a orc. He looks like he was in a big fight, no other corpses can be seen ,so I think that green orb sucked up what foes he had." He said. 

 There were only six weapons strewn about the small battle field. Blood covering the sands. The weapons were three war axes and three long swords. The orc was holding his left side, his helmet right beside him. He was covered in the blood himself. Some of it was his, some of it was whoever he fought with.