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'Leders?' Dyne tried to make out what Tixor had said, and before he knew it he was ingesting the captains special brew. As soon as Tixor let him go, the elf began coughing, it was certainly the strongest thing he's had in years. And before he could object to what had just happened his eyes went...

Dyne, suddenly feeling popular and important (as if his fan club didn't already make him feel that way) nodded to both the Captain and Aldous. "Captain, I would love to have a drink after everything that's transpired. And Aldous, whenever you are ready, I'll be here for that more in depth chat."

Dyne smiled and nodded as Captain Tixor explained the proper use of a dagger, having no idea if what he was saying was correct or even coherent. He shouted after Seraphina, "Just make sure you follow everything he just told you, and you'll be perfectly fine!" 'Probably', he thought to himself.

The elf clutched his chest as he was caught off guard by the dark elf captain. "Indeed Captain," he said composing himself, nodding towards Seraphina, "Our biata friend here has a dagger but would like to learn how to properly wield one."

Dyne turned to Seraphina, "I have no intentions of making this information public. But I am not keeping it a secret either, if someone requests to see the answers I will gladly show them. And if you want someone to show you how to use a dagger, I'd start by asking people carrying weapons. We're...

"I agree, but the kill belongs to Honey if we can afford ourselves that luxury. They have history..." he trailed off, thinking about what his new comrads had told him just a few nights prior. "It would make you look bad! Who would want to hire a bodyguard that let's their employer get killed?"

He nodded in silent agreement. The only way they would reach Haven would be with communication, sharing knowledge, and working together. It was the main reason he was putting together the list of people in the caravan.

Dyne looked downwards once again, "I do. During the rescue of everyone in the cages she was killed. I'm not sure by what means, but my life spell failed to bring her back. I thought that would be the end of it... but no. She was 'alive' and attacked us along with The Collector and the corrupted...

When Corvin asked about about Kinaiah, his heart sunk... she was alive, but not suitable to return at this moment. Just as he was about to speak, the 'interesting' sylvanborn came up and asked about her as well. Doubling down on the hurt he was feeling. "Corvin, I know this may be hard...

After collecting the information from an older elvish couple, Dyne turned to the raven-kyn, "Ah, I've see you about before. Corbin? Corvin? You're one of Kainah's scouts, are you not?"

"While I'm not so sure about a screaming contest, especially considering where we are at the moment, I do appreciate your vote of confidence," Dyne smiled. "But if you do find some people to partake, just make sure that you're not alerting the Merrah, or worse, to our location."

Dyne nodded, "I'll be sure to read every letter of your mini novel. And I agree, when groups go off hunting boars or goblins or what have you, there needs to be a decisive voice that people listen to when it's time to run, advance or anything else."

It's because I was there. Survival rates increase when I'm around.

Dyne's eyes widened, "Of course, the Life Wardens!" He slapped himself on the forehead and shook his head, "They should absolutely be made aware of this. The Collector was using necromancy, powerful necromancy at that. If we can get them on their case, they may take out one of our bigger threats."

"Well, when you have the power over life and death... is there a better choice?" Dyne laughed. "But to be honest with you Tamra, no one. That's why I'm doing this. I don't want us to lose focus or fall to infighting as it would lead to certain death for us all."

Dyne thought for a moment, "I wasn't planning on making the information gathered public." He paused, but then smiled, "But I would be more than willing to share the results with any who are curious. Our numbers are many and our knowledge is limited, but with this list I hope to change that...

Morning came, but Dyne did not sleep. The person he had known for hundreds of years, Kainah, had been captured, enslaved and killed right in front of him, and the image played throughout his mind on repeat. The caravan, now leaderless, had to move on or they would eventually become a meal for...

Let me know how that goes! And if it works, can I bug you to do the same for me since we have the exact same bag? Haha!

1. -I have a fan club! -Meeting everyone's new characters and learning their personalities. Also, the costuming! -Being a healer! It's so very different, I almost always have to look at my sheet (I need to find my wristband holder). Although, in saying that, I didn't actually do that much...

I'm also surprised at artisans having as many deaths as they do.