[center]Baeshri Pass, Caravan Centaurus[/center]

It had to be stone, of all the elements Ellorei called a friend, stone was by far the least willing to bend to the will of a druid. They needed coaxing and often times even then it came down to a battle of wills. Even so, she began to send her energy to the stone in attempts to get a head start on the process. While she was doing so she made her contact with the stone through her feet stronger. While she waited for the cantankerous stone spirit to make itself known Ellorei returned a brilliant smile to the group. "Its really no problem, I will take any chance to help when I can." It was at the moment her smile turned to a smirk, stone was just as she remembered. They were there and answered her request but not without a snide signal of their own. "I have good news. Maybe? The stone let me know your frined is around here. I can sense blood, so I don't know if it's her's or not. Hence the maybe. Also, Flin, the stone says you should wake up, but it's not sorry." She shrugged, "Don't worry though, stone is known to be fairly ornery, even to some druids." Ellorei made a point by showing that if she stepped closer to the edge the trail would give way too.
  Ellorei paused wondering if she should say what was on her mind. In the end she decided that honesty was always the best route to take. 
"My tribe, the Cha'mir, had stories about the military. This may sound a bit crass but, I have to ask. Curiosity is my weakness." Ellorei looked to Daelin, Flin, and Noru, "Is it true that the military can give people nightmares? You don't have to answer if you don't want to! I was just told these stories as a kid and I only left my tribe a year ago."