Favnir is greeted into the camp with the usual mix of friendliness and distrust. There were some elves who made a point of turning away when the large dragon came near, although he was officially a member of the resistance. There was a faction that believed that as Favnir was not an elf, he should not be a part of the Resistance. However, a far more practical group, including Lurias, was quite happy to have the massive flying monster on their side as opposed to any other side. Dragons are a great weapons simply because of the legends that surround them, and even the most hardened warrior may flee in the face of their fury.
As Favnir and Raphion approach the center of the camp, Lurias can be seen in the ornate armor he reserves for meetings with the dragon. He's surrounded on both sides by guards. An honorary guard, as their spears would most likely break if ever used in actual combat instead of just sitting there and looking pretty, but then again in this camp no real guard was needed for Lurias's safety. As Favnir approaches, Lurias can be seen going through the usual greetings, beginning by starting to enquire about Raphion's presence. However, as his eyes rest on Raphion's forehead, he freezes, and his eyes widen. His hands instinctively grip his sword hilt, and it becomes clear from the shine that this blade is quite practical, and Lurias is trained to use it.
After a tense moment of silence, Lurias realizes the threatening pose he's taken, and releases the weapon without drawing it. He walks towards Raphion with an urgency in his step as he quite rudely grabs the elf, inspecting the mark on his forehead. "Shira's Staff, it's real." He steps back, staring at you in disbelief. "Tell me, how did you come by this mark. You must have seen her, then, if you carry the mark." He paces, obviously agitated, too impatient even to wait for an answer.
In the forest, Ryu spots a small mark. It's not particularly noticeable, and one might easily pass this area a hundred times without spotting it. However, Ryu had been trained since birth to spot marks like this very one. It's a small pawmark, embedded in the tree. It means there's a village nearby. However, if this is the case, then they're all in danger. Lord Allen will undoubtedly have heard of the massacre that occured in the town, and he'd be searching the area. Even such a secretive race cannot hide forever, and Lord Allen has hired several very skilled hunters to track down your kind.
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