ANNOUNCEMENTS/NEWS (IMPORTANT)

[Vaden LeMonte]

Vaden nodded to her. "Sorry about this, but it's just to reduce the noise," he told Silvara as he sheathed his gunblade and picked her up in his arms. He turned around slowly and began to step his way through the forest bordering the Airship Point and the territory of Ghenna.

"Remind me that when all this is over, I'm going to have to treat you to something once those two are finally wiped off the face of Gaea," Vaden said while they moved through the forest. He avoided anything that he knew would cause the loudest and lengthiest of snapping sounds. There was a feeling of some bond within Vaden that he had towards Silvara, right there in his arms.
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Breana had gotten up, burned from head to toe, as did Myore. "Argh! You couldn't keep him busy, imbecile?! I could've had his little lover's head on my scythe by now!" she shrieked, followed by a yelp of pain. Myore clutched at his face, feeling the crisped scar that Vaden had left across his face... all this time. Now Myore absolutely wanted his student's head on a platter.

"Give me a damn break, the man cut my face!"

Several people gathered around, some of them walking closer to try and offer aid. Myore and Breana shook them off and went to the closest inn to rest up and tend to their wounds.

[XSilverEternityX]

She had never really been carried before, not even as a child. It made her feel helpless which was a feeling she didn't like. The again, there was something about it that was comforting to her. Looking up over Vaden's shoulder, she was releaved to see no one behind them and no crunching foot steps sounding in the distance. They wern't following them so obviously Vaden had given them wounds that needed tending. Hoping that Lupin and Zine were ok, she clanced up at the ugly dark clouds that covered this new land. She had only been there a few minuits and she already didn't care for it. Looking up at Vaden, she smiled..

I think its safe, their not following us so most likely you took them out of comission for a while.

[Vaden LeMonte]

He let out a small chuckle and set Silvara down on her feet. Then he turned, starting to take off his armor — helm, all the way down — and cloak-cape until he was in his light-fighting outfit. There was a rock jutting out from the ground by almost a foot. Looking over at Silvara, he gestured for her to take a seat there while he sat on the bare grass next to the rock. "Hm, I'm getting too old for fighting all these anti-life forces," he joked to himself outloud, "Hopefully Zine and Lupin are getting along alright. I have a feeling those two are tensious with one another. Dark Elf and a regular Elf... not exactly a classic combination."

Vaden let out a huff as he lied down on the ground, looking up at the moonlit sky, surrounded by a sea of stars. The trees rustled their own tune, swishing with the wind as it flowed through their leaves. Giving Silvara a warm smile, he sighed as he contemplated his own future.

[XSilverEternityX]

Sitting, her eyes grew dark at his words. Deciding to seek council in him, she rested her elbows on her knees and sighed. A dark storm was brewing in her pristine eyes as she chose her words carefully.

It is not that Elve and Dark elve make a strange duo, for Lupin and I get along better than most. Something's wrong with Zine, and I find him on my bad side more often than on my good.

It was clear by the tight trembling of her muscles that this topic weighed on her and stressed her usually calm temperament. Running her hands through her hair, she looked up to meet Vaden's eyes.

Something has.. Come over him for lack of a better term. He's angry all the time, blood thirsty almost. It’s rather frightening. The kind of thing that makes you want to keep one eye open at night. He never speaks to us, just glares at Lupin and I, as well as everyone around him with that death look in his eyes.

She didn't know where her old friend had gone but the person in his body scared her and made her jumpy. He had changed for the worst and that made her nervous. She didn't even know if she could trust him anymore.

[Vaden LeMonte]

Vaden sat up on the ground, one knee close to his chest and the other stretched out. He laid one hand one her leg, feeling her muscles quake beneath her skin. Zine actually troubled her and seemed to have it in for Lupin – the Dark Elf didn't seemed like one to be troubled visibly. What had made him snap? The Elf seemed to be near-perfectly fine when Vaden had first run into him and his original companions. "Strange. He seemed calm and normal when I first met him," he mentioned to her, "Whatever the case — and this is rhetoric I know — but just be wary of him. Should anything happen and he gets out of hand, then let me know somehow. I'll probably be around anyway seeing as those Breana and Myore are going to be on your heels for a while. They're not all that easy to kill neither fight."

He hung on those words for some time... the possibility of not surviving reemerged in his mind. Sighing, he just shook his head to rid of the thought and unknowingly rested his head on Silvara's thigh, his eyes halfway closed. This was as probably close to a woman's true love — not some one-night fun that he indulged in on occassion — that he would get.

[XSilverEternityX]

Sighing, she leaned forward to rest her head in her hands. All of this stress was getting to her. It felt good to be in the woods again. The shade of the trees, the smell of earth, and the soft rustle of the animals around them. Looking up at Vaden, she smiled slightly.

Lupin's a good man you know, you should really get to know him more. After all, he's not your usual dark elve.

The cool wind blew through her hair softly and she sighed. Times were changing and she hated change. There would come a day when everyone lived in fear and she had a feeling that that time was fast approching.

[Vaden LeMonte]

"Trust me, I would if he didn't feel like I had something against him," he replied as he shuffled his head on her leg. It was much more comfortable than he expected, he thought. Shrugging, he sat at her level, wrapping an arm around her waist and kissed her cheek.

"The world's tension is getting to you, isn't it? Just... look at it as an opportunity to grow in your battle skills. From the looks of you, you're taking the polar opposite path of what Breana took. She became a Dark Knight which means you're planning on a Paladin, am I right?"

He smiled a bit and scooted to her closer. There wasn't any way that he'd let Breana and Myore touch her, now more than ever. Just one more thing in this life he'd want to experience then he would expect to be set free.

[XSilverEternityX]

Sending him a curious look, she nodded. Her life had been devoted to becoming a knight of Paladin. Although she wasn't exactly sure how to get there, she had been working diligently asnd living her life by the Paladin ways as best she could. Her heart was in the right place for her to become a knight of religion, or so she had been told a million times.

How did you figure that one out?

Curious, she leaned back against a tree with a sigh.

[Vaden LeMonte]

"Oh, it wasn't all that hard. Your eyes aren't the ones of a future Dark Knight. They're too... innocent, for lack of a better word," he said, "It's also how you react to dire situations like the upcoming wars or my former teachers on you."

He slipped his arm from around her waist and looked around for something to start a fire on. Ghenna was mainly swampland, thus the moisture spanned across almost the whole area save the Barren Wasteland. The ground was just as murky as the sky, if not moreso. Vaden sighed a bit and looked at the night sky. It was a wonder how anybody could inhabit such a dark place as this. The sun and moon, had they been totally blocked by the clouds of black and gray, wouldn't be visible. Everyone — or so Vaden thought — needed some light in there life with the darkness. It was an impeccable balance that could never be thrown off in any manifestation, be it battles or physical light and dark.

"I myself took on the path of both a Dark Knight and Paladin, but I never followed through fully with the Paladin side of my skills," he blurted, deciding to share his own experiences, "All of my instructors, including those two demented ones after us, concluded that I was more of an aggressor but a calculating one. That was the vital part of me that broke their typical view of Dark Knights. Always willing to take a risk but not without knowing or speculating the reprecussions of them. As for the Paladin me, I never settled for a religious institution just the name of Gaea and whatever shread of peace there was. Neither reserved or outblown... that's what I was always told and realized."

Vaden rested against the same tree as Silvara, arms crossed and one leg settled on the bark. Looking over at Silvara, he had a feeling there was still some distance between him and her that he'd never cover unless he gained more of her trust and heart – presuming that he managed to live on.