Fraya relaxed a little as the spirit took to her intimidation rather well, her tail slowly drifting down to the ground below and brushing against the soft grass. However the tension soon returned when it mentioned how her people, the so called 'old ones', had been the very ones that created the thing known as the Stone of Blight! Another lost remnant of her people and yet it sounded so evil in comparison of what she could remember, was it really that horrible?

She was put a little on edge by the spirits approach to Alyon but thankfully nothing came of it [color=ed145b][b]"She is right, we don't know a thing about what it could do."[/b][/color] From what she could tell people of this age were awfully imaginative when it came to danger, so maybe the simple act of giving it such a bad name just made everyone assume it was bad? It only this was the case... If only... 

[color=ed145b][b]"H-How.... Why? Why would they make such a thing?" [/b][/color]

Stepping forward towards the wasteland Fraya was in shock as she witnessed the landscape that seems almost like it had simply been whipped clean of all life... She sniffed at the air and she could tell now what that strange smell from before was, it was the scent of sterilization [color=ed145b][b]"This is unbelievable... So when he tried to steal the stone this is what happened to the land?"[/b][/color] Looking down for a moment she gripped her hands tightly [color=ed145b][b]"I need to see this stone, It looks like I have no other choice." [/b][/color]She had a sense of duty well up within her, a sense that she should do something if her people really made something like this!