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"Nice to meet you, Laina Silverstides, I'm the healer of the party.  And yes, I was about to head there myself." Laina responded with a polite smile.

[i][color=6ecff6]'Oh thank the spirits.'[/color][/i] Zenovia thought inwardly as Laina greeted her back. However, now wasn't the time for too many pleasantries. [color=6ecff6]"Well, let's get going, before something else terrible happens."[/color] She said firmly, nodding to the other elf as a sign to say 'let's go'.

Upon reaching the small crowd, she noticed some guards had shown up and that there was a puddle of blood. What a terrible scene. Zenovia asked one of the guards for information about what happened. They explained it to her, saying that Xen had gone after it, as well as some other man. 'The Storyteller' is what they called him. The shaman knew who they were, of course. She thanked the guards, moving away from the small crowd. In her haste, she failed to notice the girl who had been caught up in all this in the first place.

[color=6ecff6]"May the spirits guide me. Please show me where Sir Xen and the Storyteller are."[/color] She said in a hushed voice, her hand caressing the crow head of her staff as it glowed a mute light blue briefly. A few of the spirits around her shuddered and became visible for a split second, their forms being similar to large firefly lights, their colours being a soft light blue. They melded into the ground, showing a small light blue path to only Zenovia and Liana.

She turned to Laina, [color=6ecff6]"Please follow me. I hope we're not too late."[/color] She requested, following down the glowing path. It wasn't long before they spotted the two men. As they approached the pair, the glowing path faded away.
[color=6ecff6]"I hope you are both unharmed. Where is this creature?"[/color] She inquired, whispering. She was blissfully unaware of the fact that she snuck up on them.