Eldarin shook his head and stared at the blood. So. That was what happened. Eldarin'd had his suspicious but that was a rather abrupt and jarring confirmiration of them. Apparantly drinking from the river was truely a mistake, leading to fates like this, worse than death. Facing Vane he gave a half-hearted grin and a thumbs up. Now that the blood was drained Eldarin intended to take another drink and leave with his full bottles and the key so they could finally get out of here. They'd spent entirely too long here already. [b]"Let's get going."[/b]