[center][h3][u]Feral Cove, Near Ayer and Paric's Landing[/u]
[sub]3rd of Summer - 9:42 PM[/sub][/h3][/center]

	Dannisus was anxious, to put it [i]lightly.[/i] Upon spotting a small dot on the horizon growing [i]larger by the second,[/i] his feet scrambled through the sand for a moment until he dropped down onto all fours and charged towards the jungle brush behind him to take cover. That's where he hid, curiously eyeing the approaching craft. It was hard to make out, but as a researcher of [i]Magical Artifacts[/i], it was natural that he'd have a device for just such an occasion. He reached into his backpack, pulled out a monocle - something that he'd coined as a [b]Soul Spyglass[/b] - and held it in front of his dominant eye. His view through the glass ring was enhanced tremendously, allowing him to see the two figured clearly, despite how far they were from shore. An Eldi and a Human, both looking as if they were having a bit of trouble on the water. He noticed the trouble moments later, and lowered his eyeglass in shock.

	"That's a Nillium. It's not mating with them, right? That would be silly right?"

	He rose the eyeglass again to confirm, and then closed his eyes.

	"It is. [i]It's mating with them.[/i]"

	Animals were stupid. Even as a Myti, he could admit that. The ability to speak with them didn't change his opinion. If anything, it confirmed his suspicions. Within minutes, the boat neared shore. Dannisus considered turning from the two and retreating right then and there. But he noticed one other thing on board that vessel before they landed. Something that the human clutched closely. He didn't recognize it, but it reminded him of an [i]artifact.[/i] When the boat hit the coast, he hid himself quietly, waiting patiently with his ears at the ready to discern exactly how [i]approachable[/i] these people were. The last thing he wanted to do was get involved in the southern forest's silly turf war.

[center][h3][u]Baeshri Hills, West of Centaurus[/u]
[sub]3rd of Summer - 10:42 PM[/sub][/h3][/center]

	With Daelin passing out, Hyo cursed under her breath. She expected him to at least have the [i]chance[/i] to combat her psychic assault, but it seemed that the man was not very well versed in his mana control at all. The Myti flinched when a piece of metal bounced off of her back, sending her closer to the ground. [i]Great.[/i] Now they were chucking things at her, and the whirling winds were making it exceptionally difficult to hear any assaults. Her eyes darted from one side of the rocky landscape to the other, from knight to knight. There wasn't anywhere to go, and she had no way to communicate with the knights without getting up close and personal. Ellorei waited for a command, and Noru waited for a chance to get close. He glanced at the druid and nodded. "Can you sink them? Open the earth?" He said just quietly enough to try and prevent the Myti from hearing a word. But the Myti heard it anyways.

[center][h3][u]Baeshri Pass, Caravan Centaurus[/u]
[sub]3rd of Summer - 11:02 PM[/sub][/h3][/center]

	Blake walked towards the edge of the ruined cart as those within funneled out in a panic. Zay got up quickly and ran for the exit. He looked past Rem as he directed his attention towards the archers and ran forward with Neal at his back. "Right, out of the big wooden [i]deathtrap![/i]" He ordered, "Towards the back line!" His mana had been partially restored with what rest he was allowed, but even with access to his magic, he wouldn't last in a four-on-one in the shape he was in. Fortunately, Pyra had awoken, and Neal felt capable of putting some [i]work[/i] in himself. Captain Copp stopped after passing Rem, only looking back at Rem's display of energy for a split second. Neal slapped him in the head lightly and ran past the man. There were more pressing mattered to attend to.

	The archers quickly reloaded as Zay's team vacated the Caravan, while Bart took aim with his strange artifact. "Don't let'em near me," He grunted while funneling his mana into the length of the translucent spear. Another volley of Crossbow bolts followed his order, but they were met with another wall before meeting the line of warrior. Two bolts struck Zay, only to shatter against a partial shield covered his body, while another headed for Neal, only to fall to the ground before reaching him. Captain Copp rolled his eyes.

	"They're just [i]idiots."[/i] He sighed with relief.

	Blake on the other hand, planted the base of his hammer's shaft in the ground when the lightning whip headed for him from one side. A flash of energy sparked so brightly that the underside of the rock looked as if it were kissed by daylight for a moment. The streams of energy that Rem conjured froze and his whip went taught. As the energy's glow dimmed slightly, his whip slowly began to fade. It was, [i]somehow,[/i] wrapped around Blake's hammer. The large man let out a laugh and patted his knee with one hand.

	"Nice mana," He taunted, "Why don't you try that again?" The mana in his elemental spell was quickly losing form despite its raw power, and would [i]not[/i] approach Blake's body. That hammer of his acted like some kind of conduit which not only attracted the electricity towards, but physically deconstructed and [i]drained[/i] the mana that composed it. Close inspection would in fact reveal that several tiny runes along the hammer's handle were glowing brighter as the attack was dispersed. That was no ordinary hammer. It was an [i]artifact.[/i]

	The situation only got worse when Neal heard that man's voice. His eyes widened and he spun around. Zay turned to him for a moment and called out, "Hey, eyes up front!" he shouted. Neal didn't acknowledge him. When he saw Blake's face, his shoulder began to ache. That was the same man who had killed his Caravan Mates earlier in the day.

[center][h3][u]Berganfont, The Sewage Crevice[/u]
[sub]4th of Summer - 9:04 AM[/sub][/h3][/center]

	Matthew cringed with every one of Vizz's accentuated syllables, but wasn't scared by the little guy in the slightest. Most kids would have already dropped their belongings and turned tail by now, even if they [i]were[/i] in the sewer. Not this kid though. He spent a great deal of time dealing with the guards of Berganfont, and typically danced with death with every single heist he pulled. If they hadn't been so kind to him because of his age, Matthew would definitely be dead by now. When Vizz pulled out his little trinket though, it piqued the boy's interest. His bi-colored eyes - red and blue respectively - narrowed to inspect the small amulet closer. Was that thing even valuable? Come to think of it, was Vizz telling the truth earlier? Matthew reached into his pouch and pulled out the small black gem to inspect it again. Was [i]this[/i] thing valuable? It was cloudy, [i]definitely of a low quality,[/i] and didn't let light through it at all. The creepy little rock looked to be [i]absorbing[/i] the light itself. The Eldi child looked down at Vizz and then back to his amulet.

	"You're suspicious," He said quietly. "My dad always told me never to [i]trust[/i] suspicious guys that are [i]shorter[/i] than you." He looked at his gem again and then up at the bridge above them. "I never liked him though." Matthew walked past Vizz towards one of the gaps in the side of the wall, pretending like he wasn't even there for a moment. This kid was absentminded, [i]aloof to some kind of extreme.[/i] But before leaving, he turned back towards the Gibu and gestured towards his apparent exit. "My name's Matthew. Only trade with friends. So let's be friends, first."