[color=7bcdc8]"Injuries can either be taken care of with bandages and salves, or minor healing; as long as it is not needed frequently. I am knowledgeable in taking care of wounds without mana. For clarification on the charms I've given you, they will allow you to enter my barrier if you are not already within it. Do not lose them; I will only make you one other if so. Do no let them be taken from you, anyone who has them will be granted entry."[/color] She then went quiet, looking to Carnatia and Gray as they examined a tree for possible illusions or something more nefarious.

Vesemir looked very delighted, not only because of Roxas's profession of her capability but also because she had gifted the eccentric elf a mini cane that he now had kept secured on his belt. 

[h3] [color=#e5e4e2] [b]The Gray Flame[/b][/color][/h3]
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[quote]	“Oh. How lovely.” said Fia as her eyes gazed over every inch of the speaking tree, “I’ve heard of the ents, but was never able to find one. A create so in tune with the forest, can guide people with their roots. Helped lead the evacuation leaving the land free from further influence from the elves.” Fia walked closer, even resting her hand upon the bark of the tree, “Would it be possible for me to have some of your bark? Perhaps even a vial of sap?” Fia continued to fawn over the tree, wishing to harvest different parts of it short of cutting it down.[/quote]
[@Randomness]
The giant tree hummed as he shifted his ember eyes on Fia. "A curious she-human, hmm, curious indeed, with a wish. Not the kind of folk that would take no for an answer, even in front of great peril. But fret not, neither perilous is your wish, nor bothersome. Hmm... hmm, you can have some of my hides if you want, and saps... saps? hmm hmm, we from the chestnut family do not bleed much, but you can try."

The ent's great trunk looked like it would twist when he returned to Gray Flame, and Roxas, who sat quite far away from them, speaking with Vesemir. 

However, his manner of speech had become slower as the sun set deeper into the horizon 

"And Grey one. Hrumm... The Malá don't usually go into Rhovan ar-lúrëa just for woods and tree-tears, nor to lull this old one with a beautiful tune, so it has to be... Lasse... or The Fortress, where the [i]Retainer[/i] resides. This one will not...pry, but keep an eye on those troubles clad in black... intrusive fellows they are, my brethren says. Still, This part of the wood is saaffe, just don't listen to the whispers."

The ent, without any further prompting, closed his eyes. The hum ceased, and his facial feature faintly merged into the rough bark and remained unmoving. 


Leaving Fia to do her things, the Gray Flame returned to Vesemir, who seemed to have refocused his attention back on the mission again. 

[quote][color=39b54a]"I think fatigue is the bigger concern."[/color] Tillius joined in the conversation with Engelbert, Vesemir and Roxas. [color=39b54a]"We've been on the road the whole day, then followed by a night time march, and the exploration, not to mention potential fights as we're in it deep. Are you certain it's going to be fine doing this?"[/color][/quote]
[@Conscripts]
It was Tillius, the orc gentleman from Westernant who brought up his concerns, which to be fair, was quite valid. 

"It was the phantom." The Gray Fame, said, repeating his previous answer. He was quite perplexed that Vesemir did not elaborate it further, but well, it appeared the conversation with the Ent was such an irresistible downtime for a scholar like him. 

"Lasse is full of it, some said they were the ghost of those who perished here a long time ago, and some said the phenomenon was caused by accumulations of negative energy that culminated into pockets of dangerous miasma. They are easier to see during the nighttime, and that makes it easier for us to navigate through Lasse with minimal contact with it." 

[b]"Good explanation!" [/b]Said Vesemir, closing his book. [b]"If you would allow me to add, those miasmas reach their highest level of concentration at night the beasts are afraid of it. So, Mr Tillius, it is actually safer for us to go there tonight rather than tomorrow morning." 
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Being a ranger and adventurer with many years of experience, Gray Flame knew it was just an embellished theory, but he decided to not dispute Vesemir. Besides, he was the boss.

[b]"But Mr Tillius, since you brought up a good point!"[/b] Smiling, the eccentric elf paused and looked at one of his gizmos. [b]"Now is around four in the afternoon which means we have eight hours before our exploration, more or less. I believe that's plenty of time for us to get enough rest and prepare. Don't you agree?"[/b]

Leaving the monocled elf to convince the other about the soundness of his schedule, the Gray Flame approached Roxas. The moment when the elven healer presented her gift to him was not the best, so he did not thank her properly yet. 

"Miss Roxas," he said, politely. Keeping that small talisman with the shape of his porcelain mask on his palm. The elven woman had some [i]peculiarities[/i] in her way of socializing, but Gray Flame knew her heart was in the right place. "I have yet to thank you for your thoughtful gift, I will cherish this present. And as a fellow adventurer from Adventurer's Guild, your gift is a perfect reminder of why we should always have each other back. Again, I thank you."
 [@Visyn]