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[color=Palegreen]Time[/color]: Dawn
[color=Lightblue]Location[/color]: The road Northwest to Moonelf village
[color=Palegreen]Interactions[/color]: [@Jamesyco]
[color=Lightblue]Ambience[/color]: [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8JFG_bKg5lE]Song of dandelions[/url]

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Someone jumped out of the metal contraption, making even Fintan jump in surprise. Ilan was already halfway back at the cart and wagon before turning around to see it wasn´t a monster but a....an elf, without the....pointed ears?
Fintan the farmer was smarter than he appeared to be, and lowered his weapon at the sight of the scrawny human. In his time he'd never seen one before. So this was what they looked like? They didn't look much different to demi humans, save for the animal parts. Out of all the species in Avalia, demi humans were most closely related to humans. He listened to his nonsense ramblings, but soon found himself thinking of a lot of other things, mainly the benefit of finding a human alive. 

Humans were the key to survive the coming war, he could continue to plow his fields and wait to be attacked. Or he could take matters into his own hands, making sure he would survive the reign of the Lich King. Ilan had returned at his side, the young faun watching the human with wide eyes. The moment Ilan had spotted the large metal construction he knew something like this would probably happen. It was a foreign object in Avalia, it just also happened to contain a human. Ilan studied the young man from a safe distance. He looked worse for wear. He seemed to be some kind of soldier, wearing protective clothing of the most odd making. Ilan didn't understand what he was talking about. To his surprise however they did seem to speak the same language, he could comprehend the words. 

Fintan motioned for Ilan to lean in so they could speak without the human overhearing. Ilan perked up his large ears to listen in. 
[color=Gray]"You heard what the Lich King said right?"[/color] Fintan started to explain. There was something in the tone of the farmers voice that did not sit right with Ilann. It had changed to something he could not quite describe, like he was about to say bad things. He looked up at the farmer, the man was not making eye contact as he spoke. All he was looking at was the human who had appeared from the metal tube. Ilan nodded and he continued.

[color=Gray]"What if we take him to the Lich King? We would have enough amas to make sure we'll live through the coming war."[/color] He pointed at Ilan and himself. 
[color=Gray]"You and I, we are no warriors, you even less so than I."[/color] He was explaining the situation with a rational mindset, solid, some would say cold even. It was a survival of the fittest, just like in nature where only the strong survived. The weak were trampled. Ilan had a soft spot for the weak, as he himself wasn't the most formidable fighter, he liked to believe himself a champion of gentleness. Taking this weakened human to the Lich King, where he would undoubtedly reach a gruesome end was not what he wanted at all. Somewhere he still believed in the stories of the saviors of Avalia, the humans with the powers of nature. 

Fintan did not wait for any sort of consent or like mindedness of Ilan, he simply made his way closer to the human. Albeit unarmed he was still a good two heads taller, muscled and perfectly capable of grabbing the scrawny young man. He made it appear like he wanted to help him, kneeling beside the injured man. He offered him a hand and when he took it the farmer forcefully grabbed his arm and started to pull him towards the cart and wagon. 

[color=Gray]"Let's just move over here for a second."[/color] Fintan said gruffly, not waiting for a yes or no. 

Ilan watched in horror and besides his better judgment he went over to Fintan pulling on his other arm. 

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Ilan sounded panicked as he tried to reason with the farmer. Though he seemed to be beyond reasoning, the prospect of a large sum of amas had robbed the farmer of any sort of decency or common sense. He pushed Ilan aside with such force it sent the faun tumbling down the dirt road, making a summer sault. The shove knocked the air out of Ilan's body, and the lyre on his back dug painfully into his skin. When he was upright again he struggled to stand, breathing painfully. He had no breath to talk anymore. What was he going to do now...?

Fintan was getting out of control. The human was hurt, he couldn't roughhouse him like that, it would make things worse. Ilan walked quietly towards the pair, trying to make eye contact with the human. When their eyes met Ilan gestured for him to cover his ears, covering his own large ears with his hands, pointing at the human fighter to do the same. Hopefully he would understand. With a nervous breath Ilan took off the strap which held the lyre against his back. I am sorry I have to do this...

He took the instrument in his hands, his fingers brushing past the magical engravings on its spine, and he started to play. A lullaby, sweet and soft like dandelions floating in the air. The sound carried through the wind reaching a surprised Fintan who turned around just in time to see Ilan playing the lyre with regretful eyes. The tall farmer slowly collapsed onto the dirt road, sound asleep. Ilan had to act quickly. He rushed over to the human.

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There was no time to explain what was going on. The magic of his lyre was only temporary and they needed to get away from here. Ilan sprinted to the cart, looking over his shoulder to make sure the human fighter was following him. When he reached the cart he started to push off some of the hay bundles, which were incredibly heavy. They needed to lose some weight so the horse would last longer. 

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Ilan called out. Fear was giving him an andrenaline rush, and he found strength he didn't know he had. He saved some of the bundles, so the horse could eat along the way. The basket of peaches he also kept, in case the human needed to eat. He threw a single peach around the spot where Fintan was laying on the ground. He jumped skillfully onto the front of the cart and took the reins, waiting for the human to catch up.  

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