[b][i]Flame Brooks[/i][/b]

Flame genuinely thought Alistair would do something to reduce his gratitude in the following moments, but then that guy surprised him once more by actually acting smart and.. Kind-ish. With a nod, Flame mumbled a 'thanks' before taking a sizable mirror shard and following the rich kid out the door and onto the building. Looking again at Father Whiskey, the young man thought: [i]More exceptions to the general trend of bad people. Well, partial exceptions; Alistair is still a prick while Father Whiskey might have his own dark side, but those can be lived with.[/i]

Then they arrived in an old feasting room, and that was when things took a downturn again.

A wolf. A monster wolf. And before that, a lady maid made up of shadows who was just like Lord Talus. Chandeliers, lighting up with magic to further highlight the Monster Wolf (capitalized now) and all Flame can do now was stand still as he thought: [i]Are we dying again? Is Lord Talus killing us over and over for his own amusement, or for another sinister purpose?[/i]

He looked towards Alistair, realizing that he had grown to depend on the arrogant rich kid for leadership. For a brief moment, the surprise in his mood overwhelmed the boy's fear, before said fear was redoubled. He then said, "Alistair, do what you have to do. Ask me whatever is needed and I will do it."

How strange for his emotions to have changed so quickly since the beginning. Then again, maybe it was time for Alistair to disappoint them all at the last minute; maybe all this show of genuine leadership was a fluke.

[b][i]Ashton Andrews[/i][/b]

The smaller kid had decided to go along with them; that was good. Ashton was going to let the others take command of the situation for now; let his companions have their input. After all, he can learn from them, right? [i]That, and I don't want to be a control freak. Flame will kill me if I am like that too often.[/i] At the thought of Flame, Ashton had a brief smile... Before the young woman enlightened them to the situation of the town they were in. Some sort of blockade and a lawless situation, was it? As well as feeling obliged to hand them over to the authorities? Yeah...no. [i]Guess I am going to sieze control of the situation after all.[/i]

His right hand went to the smartphone he had in his pocket; turning it on in one press of a button. His next motion would be to activate the camera, then pulling up one of his videos. He would then show said video, a video of his home, family, and Flame, to Aer before he said, "This ought to be proof that we're not some sort of evil spies or subversives that other people might suspect we are. We're just people with our own lives and families taken away from the admittedly strange land we used to live in. And we're not going to die here, away from said lives and homes and families. So please, either help us or we just run away."