[h1][u][color=aba000]Leval Lamrue[/color][/u][/h1]

Leval was surprised that so many people had decided to join him, though they seemed to lack his own enthusiasm for all things puzzle related. Leval was accepting of everyone who wanted to come through the maze with him, nodding to all who asked him. [@Akirashadow] Irvine seemed to be suspicious of him for one reason or another claiming that he knew something that the others did not. Leval was about to laugh at the comment and explain the situation when a scent wafted past his nose. [@Ojo chan 42] A scent of ash and newly burned leaves distracted his attention away from Irvine. Leval turned looking slightly up. While every magic users perception of powerful magic was different, Leval had always seen threads. Floating in the air was thin strand of ash grey magic, heavily interwoven with black. As Leval watched, the black sections of the strand seemed to expand slowly. [color=aba000][i]'Something's going on- black is the color of dark arts and curses. Is Ceres in trouble?'[/i][/color]

Leval began to run forward, calling out at the rest of the group over his shoulder. [color=aba000]"Hey I have to check something out I will be right ba-"[/color] Leval did not finish the thought as the earth began to quake heavily around him. Leval lost his balance at the unexpected motion falling forward to his hands and knees. He rolled over to his back and saw the hedge close up around him. He was trapped and alone in a new part of the maze. [color=aba000]"Damnit, there goes my afternoon!"[/color] He felt a reassuring flutter of wings under his cloak. He relaxed a bit, happy to realize that he was not quite as alone as he might seem. 

Leval turned and saw the spirit like fox, gently swaying its three tales as it watched him. When it had seen that Leval had noticed it, the fox rose and moved eastward, stopping briefly to look back at him. Leval hesitated uncertain of what to do. The lore on multi tailed foxes varied wildly from source to source some seeing them as tricksters (which had been why Leval had been interested in them in the first place) and others seeing them as wise guardian spirits. Which one was true was entirely subjective to Leval, it was entirely possible that this was an illusion. Even Leval could put up very similar conditions to this one. Leval touched a leaf from the hedge, concentrating on the texture looking for any telltale signs of falsehood less skilled illusionists tended to leave.

[@The One] Regardless of whether his probe turned up anything or not. Leval placed his hand on the right wall and moved through the maze going eastwards after the fox.