[center][h1][color=f26522]Carnatia de Luson[/color][/h1][/center]
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Carnatia watched as the shadows started to disperse, and those who had been affected awaked from their reverie, being checked over by Vesemir. She did not know what effect that fire Gray Flame helped her make had on the phantoms, but it seemed to have worked. 

Whatever it was, it had better be worth it, she thought, considering how drained she was right now and not to mention the initial searing pain when the fire first manifested.

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[b]"Sir, Vesemir, are they all right? We must move now. The tranquility wont last for too long."[/b] someone said, and it was Gray Flame, with Carnathia standing between them and the lantern.  A white, refined blaze danced on his palm, providing additional light that also seemed to be keeping the curious shadows and malicious darkness at bay. 
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[color=f26522][i]'Tranquility won't be lasting wrong? What exactly is this man alluding to now?'[/i][/color] Carnatia thought in exasperation. At this point, she was starting to think that Gray Flame was literally incapable of speaking clearly instead of in allusion, riddles, or other obfuscating manners.

Still, the urgency in his voice was clear enough, and thus, Carnatia stood up and drew her rapier just in case. A moment later, a horrifying scream pierced the night's air, most likely the 'something that would disturb the tranquility' Gray Flame had alluded to.

As Vesemir urged the party to move, Carnatia nodded, as she took her position behind Gray Flame and Engelbert.