What was the point of all this? Gathering them in one place would make the whole group an easier target if "The Men in Grey" as he called it showed up. How would he know if this wasn't a trap? Luring us all in one place all the easier to get picked. There were so many questions that he had but something felt right in all this. Not talking about how calming Dusk's aura was, it just felt like he was finally on the right road, the road to Elvarren. He would go with his instinct for now. If they made it through this night, there was little to no chance that the Grey Men were a part of this "act".
[color=070809]"Instinct? When has that ever helped anyone? Listen to me, when night comes, pack your things, steal some other things and leave. You can go wherever you want. And if by chance they get you, you know the cottage, rat them out. Free Pass!"
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[color=708090]"What about Elvarren? This could be the only chance I ever get to find it."[/color]
[color=070809]"Forget the place, make your own "Elvarren" on some exotic beach. You know there is an easy way to make money with your powers, you HAVE thought of it. And before you cry to me about the Grey Men, well ask yourself this, have you ever seen them again after you left your home town? NO. Because I taught you how to handle things, leave no traces. You could have a good life."[/color]
[color=708090]"...Ha.hahahaha, you seem extremely rational this conversation. Usually you would whisper and scream nonsense in an attempt to push me over the edge, to do what you wanted. This time thought you are using logic. Is something wrong? You don't want me to be here? THE MORE reason I have to actually stay then."[/color]
After that silence. It was the first time in ages that the voice had gone quiet. Was he right on his assumption? Was this a way for the voice to admit defeat? Wait, since the first time he heard the voice, he thought it was the same as the other one, urging him to search Elvarren. But they both voice different things. If they are truly the same, maybe this was a sort of test? A test if he was worthy to find Elvarren? Grrrhhh!
He clenched his fist very tight, almost drawing blood. Again, AGAIN the voice had put the boy in an internal conflict, in doubt. The more he thought about it the angrier he got. Trying to deny the voice any more achievements, he quickly put the conversation on the back of his head and addressed the others.
[color=708090][b]"Calling dibs on the bed."[/b][/color]- were his first audible words, seeing as no one else was taking the initiative.