"Did you enjoy yourself?"  Wrensthav asked Polaris after Evelyn straightened her clothes out.

"That was more enjoyable than I was expecting,"  Polaris replied cheerfully. "She shan't be slowing us down at all; that is for certain.  But are we leaving right now, right now?"

"Seems so,  I take it you didn't bring your sack of clothes with you then?"  Wrensthav replied in kind.  Polaris grumbled a bit before mumbling the inorganic summon that wrens used in his fight earlier to retrieve her change of clothes.  

"All done and ready to go,"  Polaris replied after slinging the strap around her shoulder.

Mattien snorted. "Forget your other dress, shorty?" He eyed Polaris.

Evelyn gave him a look. Taking a deep breath, she looked down the mountain path. It circled the rock a while before levelling out. It was down there the road split four ways.

Her eyes passed over each of them one more time. She wondered if there was anything left to do, anything she missed... [i]I managed to find the strangest band of warriors, to be sure.[/i] She thought. Her eyes hovered over Wrensthav the longest. Her magic still couldn`t read him. Polaris felt strange too. Two strange elements, a normal Breton with a magical artefact, and an elf.

It was hard not to laugh at the absurdity.

"May we be blessed in our travels. Let's go." She said, leaving the shrine.

They travelled for a solid few hours, coming across nothing much of note down the dirt path. Trees, blue sky and large plains of rolling grass. It wasn't until they came across a river that they were forced to stop. The river was lengthy, deep and wide across. Rapids left the surface white and frothing. All that remained to get across was a broken, fractured wood bridge. Entire pieces were missing, making the bridge useless.

Polaris noticed that Wrensthav was doing his best no to seem nervous the closer they came to the river.  Sadly for his nerves, it was a fast moving river of massive girth.  The damaged bridge didn't look promising either with its gaping holes that looked as if someone or something tore them out.

"Evelyn,"  Wrensthav said, trying to keep his voice steady as he eyed the current prospects.  "Is there a way for us to ford this river at a more calm area?  or are there any other structures that would allow us to pass in a relatively dry manner?"

"Wrensthav can't swim."  Polaris said quite bluntly.  "and has a fear of being in small vessels on bodies of wa-- ow!"  Wrensthav flicked the jewel on Polaris' swords crossguard.  

"What?  It's true."  Polaris said rubbing her shoulder.

"Ahem."  Wrensthav re-settled the collection of blades on his back with a shrug.  "Again are there other options to cross nearby?"

"Hm," Evelyn betrayed no emotion except for her lips being slightly pursed. "I wasn't counting on the river's bridge to be... torn away."

She turned to the group. "I'd suggest we swim across, but Wrensthav..." Evelyn played grey eyes over him before gazing across the river.

She raised a sparkling hand, lights glinting in her palm. The magic shot off in a couple direction. Evelyn paused before speaking. "It would be an extra four hours of walking, but there is another bridge down the way. I'd rather not set us back, so unless there are any other ideas?"

Mattien tossed his blonde hair back, ho-humming. "It looks like there are parts of the bridge still intact. If we had some solid material we could plank our way across. But we risk toppling the whole structure with our weight. And who knows what's in the water."

"Aren't you forgetting something, my dear Wrens?"  Polaris asked.  Her arms were crossed and an annoyed pout was currently occupying her face.

"You know she is longsighted.  Short jumps are almost suicidal."  Wrensthav replied back.

"Well with the both of us I think we can grant our party a reasonable amount of safety if things go south."  Polaris retorted back getting fed up with Wrensthav's arguments.

"Fine! We'll use Silvi."  Wrensthav mumbled a bit while digging through the inner pocket of his cloak.  A minute passed and a silver disc with a mother-of-pearl finish attached to a chain was in his grasp.  A slight glow emanated from the item before the surface swirled about and a  melodic voice permeated the air.

"Good morrow Evelyn party, Multi organic transportation service requested.  Please choose your approximate destination from the areas provided.  Be advised, all spacial jumps have up to a mile radius of error."

"Whoa, whoa-- hang on a second." Mattien pushed his way to the centre of the group, leering at the device in Wrensthav's hand. "What did I hear about 'suicidal'? Just hold on--"

Evelyn blinked, eyes distant. Her thoughts hung onto the fact that Silvi somehow knew her name. Would Wrensthav notice if she scryed it with magic? Well, probably, but would he care? As a mage, magical items were not a thing to pass up documenting and studying...

Mattien was still talking. "--And I've never seen anything like it before, and I for one, don't trust black magic whatever-it-is. There's no way you're convincing me to trust that... that thing with my life," He tossed his hair with a 'humph'. 

"I'd rather swim." He said.

Evelyn scryed the item called Silvi. Its innards were dimensionally voluminous compared to its outside appearance. Having plunged in, Evelyn felt a little lost. It was a totally alien artifact, but she could detect a few thing. It shaped space from within, moving it in a way that massive distances (she couldn't see the end of its reach) were somehow nullified, essentially making it a teleporting thing. 

Evelyn snapped back, having lost the scry. "..." She felt a little woozy. All that space. "What was that?"

"Evelyn?" Mattien said, moving to support her. He followed her stare to Silvi. "What... What did you do to her?"

Polaris knew that look.  She saw it often when appraisers took a glimpse into Wrensthav's more potent items such as Silvi and the Cloak of Nemarsis.  it would often fry machines and bewilder magical scryers.

"She looked into something that she could not comprehend,"  Polaris answered.

"I would strongly advise against any further attempts to look into my inner workings.  This universe is large and I hold a record of several others."  Silvi added.  

"Well, it looks like our only other choice is to head straight into bandits.  Mattien may take the lead."  Wrensthav said putting the disc back into the confines of his cloak. "Evelyn, would you need some assistance for a while?"

"I may consider that advice," Evelyn said to Silvi, standing upright and brushing Mattien's hand off. "Thank you, Mattien. I'm fine."

Mattien shrugged. After Wrensthav mentioned bandits he raised an eyebrow. "Bandits? This is a safe area. Bandits wouldn't think to lurk around here."

At Wrensthav's offer Evelyn narrowed grey eyes. "I'm fine." Her knees felt weak, but she wasn't about to admit that. 

"I wasn't looking for people down at the other bridge. Did you sense bandits?" Evelyn said. Her thin brows furrowed as she weighed her options.

"No. I don't want to risk it." The elf said, touching Mattien with two fingers. His eyes glazed over and he went slack-jaw. Evelyn waved a hand in front of his face with no respond from the colossal Breton.

"Let's use your disk, Wrensthav. Quick, while this oaf is still bewitched."

"All Parties please touch my perimeter for teleportation sequencing!"  

Wrens held onto the chain as Evelyn touched the disc. Polaris held up Mattien's hand to the item while touching it with the pommel of the sword.

"All parties accounted for? Teleportation initiating. Have a nice flight!"

In a flash of brilliant blue, the group vanished from the riverside and appeared ten minutes walk from the town but also a hundred feet above the tree line.  Wrensthav quickly grabbed ahold of Evelyn's waist with his left hand whilst  letting a torrent of wind flow from his other hand helping to slow the fall.  The trees below them parted and swayed from the force of the breeze.

Polaris had mattien slumped over her shoulder and her sword was drawn and pointed towards the ground as well.  she made a flurry of sweeping motions pulling the iron out of the ground and created a spiralling slide to help ease her descent with mattien in tow.

When they landed, Polaris let go of her grip on her partner and glared at Wrensthav and Evelyn as they touched down a couple seconds after with a clatter.

"At least she gives us a bit of a hint these days as to how far in the air we are.  You can let go of the elf-lady now Wrens."

[i][sub]Written in collaboration with [@WrensthavAviovus][/sub][/i]