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Karoks shire trudged slowly throw the deep snow. It was old, and tired, just like it's owner. Yet they ad a mission. With the bandits about the human princess would be in grave danger. Karok prayed silently in his mind that his companions would find her first.

Karok winced from the bandage application. Once finished, he could feel the wrappings soothing the pain. The Zurian replaced his boot, mounted his horse and looked to Aeron. "Shall we pursue the heir?"

Karok frowned at Aerons words. The Zurian did not find it honorable to accept aid before his master yet, he had been ordered to do so. Reluctantly, Karok leaned upon the trunk of the fallen tree and removed his heavy boot. Underneath the chain mail, just above his knee, was the gash from Elis's...

((Sorry guys!)) Agatha, now calmed, placed a hand on Aerons shoulder. "She speaks right my boy. Do not lose the sight of our task." She knew how much it meant to Aeron to find his father but, she hated the anger that dwelled in him. Karok limped gingerly to his horse. His leg bled but, it...

Karok stepped towards the attacker and thrusted his sword out to impale him. The blood spilled down his leg and dyed the snow a deep red. Agatha was enraged at the sight of Randel's sword at Aerons throat. Growling in anger, the ground trembled at her very thought and a sizable pine tree began...

Seeing Aeron in peril distracted Karok from the charging man. Elis' war cry warned Karok, and the Zurian spun around just in time to avoid being stabbed in the back. Instead, the dagger pierced Karoks leg through the chain mail. Stumbling, he drew his sword and tried to stand quickly.

Karok swing his shield and bashed the crazed man to the ground. The Zurian stood tall and glanced around quickly to see Aeron. He was conflicted and tried to decide if he should finish off the archer or rush the swordsman.

Out of instinct, Karok lunged forward with Aeron to keep him shielded with his armor and buckler. He did not know the reason for the assault but, his only thought was to protect the man he was in debt to. Agatha growled and a gold light poured from her eyes. The aura enveloped her body as she...

With a hiss, Agatha glared to the archer. "Yes, one of Wildfolk...this one shares your blood." The riddle would be obvious to Aeron she had hoped. Despite Aerons emerald eyes, he was nearly a mirror image of Randel. Even their voices shared a soothing tone and it made Agatha cringe. Karok did...

Karok remained tense and awaited orders from Aeron. He Zurian knew that the men were dangerous company. "We seek the heir but, what of yourselves?" Agatha, however, glared to the group with her rill dyed black. It was far too many years that her boy had hunted for this group. Now that the men...

Slowly, Karok slid out of his saddle and grasped his shield tightly. He was ready for combat should the men initiate. His rill was dyed red and his muscles were tense. Agatha dismounted as well. "If ye move close ye will provoke us." She stated to the men. Agatha prefered to talk out of...

Karok stopped his horse and stared intently at the men. "Your orders?" He asked while looking to Aeron. It certainly seemed that the men were dangerous as they hauled several weapons. Agatha glared at the men. She knew of them but, would not act unless it was Aerons intent.

Agatha gingerly strung the carved gems about a fine chain. The credit i be held both stones close to her mouth and whispered a Zurian shaman chant mostly used by followers of the fire God. With the chant the rubies began to glow and seemed to be inflamed within. Agatha smiled a little and placed...

Reluctantly, Agatha took the gems from Lenas hands. She did not say another word to the elf, Agatha began carving into the gems so that they could be enchanted and strung upon a chain. Karok felt a slight drop on his head. Upon looking up, he noticed thousands of tiny snow flakes flittering to...

"Fire stones." Agatha answered bluntly. "One must have ruby to craft. I do not have but, perhaps another does?" Karok frowned at Agatha for being rude but, certainly didn't mind the idea of a fire stone. Such stones hung upon a chain and could warm a person from within. His shivering body...

Karok slung himself into his saddle and followed after Aeron. He couldn't quite seem to get warm, and the air turned more frigid. Agatha noticed the grey sky and frowned a bit. "Winter comes with anger this year." She shivered and pulled her arms close to her chest.

Karok saddled his horse and awaited the orders of Aeron. He couldn't help but feel a little upset at the possibility of being betrayed yet again. Agatha mounted her mule and glared at Lena. Despite others giving her a chance, the crone had already passed her judgment.

Karok listened silently to Aerons story. He had know that Aeron never gave the full truth of who he was but, it never bothered the Zurian. The question of the beacon was more troubling. After trying to let down his prejudice, he was hesitant to assume the worst. "I recall that elves use colored...

The night gave way to dawn as the rays of sunlight leaked through the canopy. The birdsong woke Agatha and she rubbed the sleep from her face. The old woman gathered her belongings and packed them away on her mule. She couldn't help but notice the bite of cold air blowing in. Winter was rearing...

((Are we going to skip ahead till morning?))