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<blockquote data-quote="Nonlethal Force" data-source="post: 2914428" data-attributes="member: 35788"><p>As the horse hooves approached, Ischarus relaxed the grip on his handle.</p><p></p><p><span style="color: Orange">“We shall see indeed.”</span> Charis looked with a bit of a glower toward Ischarus. Tired of this line of conversation, she stared down at Semeion. Here was a man she could look to for guidance in this new world. She had never been far from her dragon father’s cave – certainly never out of his territory and ability to protect her. Now she was on her own and would need guidance. This man that she looked down upon had saved her and nearly lost his life because of it. Deep inside, she found herself endearing her soul to a man she didn’t really even know.</p><p></p><p>Ischarus quickly discerned that the horse hooves were coming in pairs, and it sounded like a pair of horses being led slowly back towards them. He assumed that it was Rhema as he called out, <span style="color: LightBlue">“Were you able to recover all of our assets?”</span></p><p></p><p>The reply came quickly from Rhema, <span style="color: PaleGreen">“Indeed, everything seems to be present and accounted for, although Semeion will no doubt want to go through his own stuff to make sure. Thana didn’t actually run too far. The light runs out pretty quickly down here and it doesn’t take long for the fear of the unknown dark ahead to overcome the fear of the known enemy behind in the light. When I found her, she was stressed out and backed against a wall in a turn in the tunnel. I think she was debating which option was the safer direction. When she heard me coming and no doubt smelled Shauvry, she came right to me and followed easily.”</span></p><p></p><p>Ischarus chuckled. <span style="color: LightBlue">“Poor girl. Didn’t know what was coming once she got away from Semeion.”</span></p><p></p><p>Rhema slipped off of Shauvry’s back and approached Charis, the newest member of the party, watching every movement with intensity of focus. Rhema stopped just short of her position and looked sorrowfully upon Semeion. <span style="color: PaleGreen">“How bad is he?”</span> she asked to nobody in particular, more fearful of the response than anything else.</p><p></p><p>Charis shifted an uneasy glance over to Ischarus, who translated for her into her draconic tongue. Immediately after speaking to Charis, Ischarus replied to Rhema, <span style="color: LightBlue">“She doesn’t speak our language, Rhema. So far the only language that I know that she knows is her draconic spoken to her by her dragon father. Given her lifestyle, I wouldn’t be surprised if that is the only language that she ever needed. Her dragon father would have taken care of most other needs. Knowing what I know of evil Drakontai, well let’s just say most never go too far from home.”</span></p><p></p><p>Charis waited patiently for Ischarus to finish speaking to Rhema before she answered Rhema’s question in the draconic tongue. <span style="color: Orange">“He will live. He will need at least the night’s rest before he can move far on his own. Even with my healing powers it will be a few days before his body has fully recovered. If my god blesses him and my abilities he will at least be able to ride tomorrow.”</span></p><p></p><p>Ischarus translated, adding a bit more optimism into his tone than Charis had in hers. Rhema seemed well aware of the fact that Ischarus had not quite translated the tone correctly as she replied with a word of caution on her own. <span style="color: PaleGreen">“We’re not safe this close to the entrance. If the great red dragon father knows we are still here he will no doubt find what minions remain loyal to him and send them after us.”</span></p><p></p><p>Again Ischarus translated the speech to Charis before having to translate Charis’ reply back to Rhema. As he spent most of his energy translating between the two languages he quite distinctly began to feel like a subservient scribe working for a greater master in either Rhema or Charis. His heart belonged to Rhema, but he could definitely feel himself being pulled into Charis’ force of personality.</p><p></p><p>The rescued Drakontos continued, <span style="color: Orange">“This man has saved my life for no apparent reason. He was part of the plan that you all began in freeing my people from the evil that my father dragon presented to you. Although I have yet to understand the consequences of that action as well as to know exactly how many were saved and brought into what you call a better life, I am still grateful for that sacrifice. After all that this man has given for my sake, I cannot risk moving him until he is better. To move him would endanger his already fragile life. That is not acceptable for me.”</span></p><p></p><p>Charis’ empathy for Semeion didn’t need translated; Rhema could see it on her face. Nevertheless, Ischarus translated the speech so Rhema could know the words. Rhema thought about arguing once more but knew that it would do no good. Apparently Rhema’s displeasure with staying put didn’t need translated either as Charis studied Rhema’s expression.</p><p></p><p>Charis added, <span style="color: Orange">“You two may leave for the night and come back in the morning when he has rested. You may flee to safety. I will give my life for his protection.”</span></p><p></p><p>Ischarus smiled at the draconic expression. He found it highly ironic that he was unable to do with words and presence what Semeion accomplished in his unconscious state. Ischarus had sensed her gifts and knew that her talents had been highly refined simply on the basis of her being the Provenience. Even after such a short demonstration, once he had seen her talents in action he knew she would make a wonderful final addition to his squad. Yet he had only found agitation when he spoke to Charis before Rhema arrived. Semeion was apparently going to be the key to unlocking Charis’ gifts.</p><p></p><p>As he thought, Ischarus forgot that he had not translated Charis’ speech for Rhema. <span style="color: LightBlue">“That will not be necessary,”</span> Thelack of translation earned him a look of expectation from Rhema. <span style="color: LightBlue">“We are capable of humbling ourselves to you as well. If you are so adamant about not moving Semeion then we shall stay here and protect him with you.”</span></p><p></p><p>Ischarus’ tone became quite serious as he spoke, refusing to hide the fact that he did not like the current location as their resting spot. Rhema picked up on his tone even through the foreign language and looked once more in Ischarus’ direction. </p><p></p><p>This time Ischarus replied to her look. <span style="color: LightBlue">“We stay here tonight.”</span> It was all the explanation he would offer to Rhema at this time.</p><p></p><p>Rhema could tell by the way that Ischarus stated his expression that there was more in his mind. She also knew that he would not say any of it at this moment. Perhaps Ischarus would talk once Charis rested for the night.</p><p></p><p>Ischarus stowed his sword completely and turned to look in both directions of the tunnel. He spoke in the common tongue so that Rhema would understand. <span style="color: LightBlue">“Our greatest threat is from the forces of the dragon. I’ll keep watch in that direction. You’ll have to take the direction deeper into the cave for the night. I’m going to suggest to our new friend that she remain by Semeion’s side and tend him. I think it’ll be alright, she seems to have developed a fondness for Semeion. Plus, she’ll know better than the rest of us when he is able to be moved. I figure that for the most part we’ll be here until he awakens.”</span></p><p></p><p>Rhema nodded and began to walk a few paces past the horses and down into the tunnel. Ischarus turned to Charis with one last set of instructions before he took up his watch. <span style="color: LightBlue">“We must trust each other this night. My friend will watch one direction and I will watch the direction towards the surface. I ask that you stay beside Semeion’s side and let me know the moment he awakens and is fit for travel. You must tend him throughout the night. We will trust you with his care; you must trust us for your safety.”</span></p><p></p><p>Charis looked up to Ischarus and nodded, making eye contact only briefly. <span style="color: Orange">“That I can manage. Your trust in me is not wasted.”</span></p><p></p><p>[Sblock=Color Free Speech Section]</p><p>As the horse hooves approached, Ischarus relaxed the grip on his handle.</p><p></p><p>“We shall see indeed.” Charis looked with a bit of a glower toward Ischarus. Tired of this line of conversation, she stared down at Semeion. Here was a man she could look to for guidance in this new world. She had never been far from her dragon father’s cave – certainly never out of his territory and ability to protect her. Now she was on her own and would need guidance. This man that she looked down upon had saved her and nearly lost his life because of it. Deep inside, she found herself endearing her soul to a man she didn’t really even know.</p><p></p><p>Ischarus quickly discerned that the horse hooves were coming in pairs, and it sounded like a pair of horses being led slowly back towards them. He assumed that it was Rhema as he called out, “Were you able to recover all of our assets?”</p><p></p><p>The reply came quickly from Rhema, “Indeed, everything seems to be present and accounted for, although Semeion will no doubt want to go through his own stuff to make sure. Thana didn’t actually run too far. The light runs out pretty quickly down here and it doesn’t take long for the fear of the unknown dark ahead to overcome the fear of the known enemy behind in the light. When I found her, she was stressed out and backed against a wall in a turn in the tunnel. I think she was debating which option was the safer direction. When she heard me coming and no doubt smelled Shauvry, she came right to me and followed easily.”</p><p></p><p>Ischarus chuckled. “Poor girl. Didn’t know what was coming once she got away from Semeion.”</p><p></p><p>Rhema slipped off of Shauvry’s back and approached Charis, the newest member of the party, watching every movement with intensity of focus. Rhema stopped just short of her position and looked sorrowfully upon Semeion. “How bad is he?” she asked to nobody in particular, more fearful of the response than anything else.</p><p></p><p>Charis shifted an uneasy glance over to Ischarus, who translated for her into her draconic tongue. Immediately after speaking to Charis, Ischarus replied to Rhema, “She doesn’t speak our language, Rhema. So far the only language that I know that she knows is her draconic spoken to her by her dragon father. Given her lifestyle, I wouldn’t be surprised if that is the only language that she ever needed. Her dragon father would have taken care of most other needs. Knowing what I know of evil Drakontai, well let’s just say most never go too far from home.”</p><p></p><p>Charis waited patiently for Ischarus to finish speaking to Rhema before she answered Rhema’s question in the draconic tongue. “He will live. He will need at least the night’s rest before he can move far on his own. Even with my healing powers it will be a few days before his body has fully recovered. If my god blesses him and my abilities he will at least be able to ride tomorrow.”</p><p></p><p>Ischarus translated, adding a bit more optimism into his tone than Charis had in hers. Rhema seemed well aware of the fact that Ischarus had not quite translated the tone correctly as she replied with a word of caution on her own. “We’re not safe this close to the entrance. If the great red dragon father knows we are still here he will no doubt find what minions remain loyal to him and send them after us.”</p><p></p><p>Again Ischarus translated the speech to Charis before having to translate Charis’ reply back to Rhema. As he spent most of his energy translating between the two languages he quite distinctly began to feel like a subservient scribe working for a greater master in either Rhema or Charis. His heart belonged to Rhema, but he could definitely feel himself being pulled into Charis’ force of personality.</p><p></p><p>The rescued Drakontos continued, “This man has saved my life for no apparent reason. He was part of the plan that you all began in freeing my people from the evil that my father dragon presented to you. Although I have yet to understand the consequences of that action as well as to know exactly how many were saved and brought into what you call a better life, I am still grateful for that sacrifice. After all that this man has given for my sake, I cannot risk moving him until he is better. To move him would endanger his already fragile life. That is not acceptable for me.”</p><p></p><p>Charis’ empathy for Semeion didn’t need translated; Rhema could see it on her face. Nevertheless, Ischarus translated the speech so Rhema could know the words. Rhema thought about arguing once more but knew that it would do no good. Apparently Rhema’s displeasure with staying put didn’t need translated either as Charis studied Rhema’s expression.</p><p></p><p>Charis added, “You two may leave for the night and come back in the morning when he has rested. You may flee to safety. I will give my life for his protection.”</p><p></p><p>Ischarus smiled at the draconic expression. He found it highly ironic that he was unable to do with words and presence what Semeion accomplished in his unconscious state. Ischarus had sensed her gifts and knew that her talents had been highly refined simply on the basis of her being the Provenience. Even after such a short demonstration, once he had seen her talents in action he knew she would make a wonderful final addition to his squad. Yet he had only found agitation when he spoke to Charis before Rhema arrived. Semeion was apparently going to be the key to unlocking Charis’ gifts.</p><p></p><p>As he thought, Ischarus forgot that he had not translated Charis’ speech for Rhema. “That will not be necessary,” Thelack of translation earned him a look of expectation from Rhema. “We are capable of humbling ourselves to you as well. If you are so adamant about not moving Semeion then we shall stay here and protect him with you.”</p><p></p><p>Ischarus’ tone became quite serious as he spoke, refusing to hide the fact that he did not like the current location as their resting spot. Rhema picked up on his tone even through the foreign language and looked once more in Ischarus’ direction. </p><p></p><p>This time Ischarus replied to her look. “We stay here tonight.” It was all the explanation he would offer to Rhema at this time.</p><p></p><p>Rhema could tell by the way that Ischarus stated his expression that there was more in his mind. She also knew that he would not say any of it at this moment. Perhaps Ischarus would talk once Charis rested for the night.</p><p></p><p>Ischarus stowed his sword completely and turned to look in both directions of the tunnel. He spoke in the common tongue so that Rhema would understand. “Our greatest threat is from the forces of the dragon. I’ll keep watch in that direction. You’ll have to take the direction deeper into the cave for the night. I’m going to suggest to our new friend that she remain by Semeion’s side and tend him. I think it’ll be alright, she seems to have developed a fondness for Semeion. Plus, she’ll know better than the rest of us when he is able to be moved. I figure that for the most part we’ll be here until he awakens.”</p><p></p><p>Rhema nodded and began to walk a few paces past the horses and down into the tunnel. Ischarus turned to Charis with one last set of instructions before he took up his watch. “We must trust each other this night. My friend will watch one direction and I will watch the direction towards the surface. I ask that you stay beside Semeion’s side and let me know the moment he awakens and is fit for travel. You must tend him throughout the night. We will trust you with his care; you must trust us for your safety.”</p><p></p><p>Charis looked up to Ischarus and nodded, making eye contact only briefly. “That I can manage. Your trust in me is not wasted.”</p><p>[/Sblock]</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Nonlethal Force, post: 2914428, member: 35788"] As the horse hooves approached, Ischarus relaxed the grip on his handle. [Color=Orange]“We shall see indeed.”[/Color] Charis looked with a bit of a glower toward Ischarus. Tired of this line of conversation, she stared down at Semeion. Here was a man she could look to for guidance in this new world. She had never been far from her dragon father’s cave – certainly never out of his territory and ability to protect her. Now she was on her own and would need guidance. This man that she looked down upon had saved her and nearly lost his life because of it. Deep inside, she found herself endearing her soul to a man she didn’t really even know. Ischarus quickly discerned that the horse hooves were coming in pairs, and it sounded like a pair of horses being led slowly back towards them. He assumed that it was Rhema as he called out, [Color=LightBlue]“Were you able to recover all of our assets?”[/Color] The reply came quickly from Rhema, [Color=PaleGreen]“Indeed, everything seems to be present and accounted for, although Semeion will no doubt want to go through his own stuff to make sure. Thana didn’t actually run too far. The light runs out pretty quickly down here and it doesn’t take long for the fear of the unknown dark ahead to overcome the fear of the known enemy behind in the light. When I found her, she was stressed out and backed against a wall in a turn in the tunnel. I think she was debating which option was the safer direction. When she heard me coming and no doubt smelled Shauvry, she came right to me and followed easily.”[/Color] Ischarus chuckled. [Color=LightBlue]“Poor girl. Didn’t know what was coming once she got away from Semeion.”[/Color] Rhema slipped off of Shauvry’s back and approached Charis, the newest member of the party, watching every movement with intensity of focus. Rhema stopped just short of her position and looked sorrowfully upon Semeion. [Color=PaleGreen]“How bad is he?”[/Color] she asked to nobody in particular, more fearful of the response than anything else. Charis shifted an uneasy glance over to Ischarus, who translated for her into her draconic tongue. Immediately after speaking to Charis, Ischarus replied to Rhema, [Color=LightBlue]“She doesn’t speak our language, Rhema. So far the only language that I know that she knows is her draconic spoken to her by her dragon father. Given her lifestyle, I wouldn’t be surprised if that is the only language that she ever needed. Her dragon father would have taken care of most other needs. Knowing what I know of evil Drakontai, well let’s just say most never go too far from home.”[/Color] Charis waited patiently for Ischarus to finish speaking to Rhema before she answered Rhema’s question in the draconic tongue. [Color=Orange]“He will live. He will need at least the night’s rest before he can move far on his own. Even with my healing powers it will be a few days before his body has fully recovered. If my god blesses him and my abilities he will at least be able to ride tomorrow.”[/Color] Ischarus translated, adding a bit more optimism into his tone than Charis had in hers. Rhema seemed well aware of the fact that Ischarus had not quite translated the tone correctly as she replied with a word of caution on her own. [Color=PaleGreen]“We’re not safe this close to the entrance. If the great red dragon father knows we are still here he will no doubt find what minions remain loyal to him and send them after us.”[/Color] Again Ischarus translated the speech to Charis before having to translate Charis’ reply back to Rhema. As he spent most of his energy translating between the two languages he quite distinctly began to feel like a subservient scribe working for a greater master in either Rhema or Charis. His heart belonged to Rhema, but he could definitely feel himself being pulled into Charis’ force of personality. The rescued Drakontos continued, [Color=Orange]“This man has saved my life for no apparent reason. He was part of the plan that you all began in freeing my people from the evil that my father dragon presented to you. Although I have yet to understand the consequences of that action as well as to know exactly how many were saved and brought into what you call a better life, I am still grateful for that sacrifice. After all that this man has given for my sake, I cannot risk moving him until he is better. To move him would endanger his already fragile life. That is not acceptable for me.”[/Color] Charis’ empathy for Semeion didn’t need translated; Rhema could see it on her face. Nevertheless, Ischarus translated the speech so Rhema could know the words. Rhema thought about arguing once more but knew that it would do no good. Apparently Rhema’s displeasure with staying put didn’t need translated either as Charis studied Rhema’s expression. Charis added, [Color=Orange]“You two may leave for the night and come back in the morning when he has rested. You may flee to safety. I will give my life for his protection.”[/Color] Ischarus smiled at the draconic expression. He found it highly ironic that he was unable to do with words and presence what Semeion accomplished in his unconscious state. Ischarus had sensed her gifts and knew that her talents had been highly refined simply on the basis of her being the Provenience. Even after such a short demonstration, once he had seen her talents in action he knew she would make a wonderful final addition to his squad. Yet he had only found agitation when he spoke to Charis before Rhema arrived. Semeion was apparently going to be the key to unlocking Charis’ gifts. As he thought, Ischarus forgot that he had not translated Charis’ speech for Rhema. [Color=LightBlue]“That will not be necessary,”[/Color] Thelack of translation earned him a look of expectation from Rhema. [Color=LightBlue]“We are capable of humbling ourselves to you as well. If you are so adamant about not moving Semeion then we shall stay here and protect him with you.”[/Color] Ischarus’ tone became quite serious as he spoke, refusing to hide the fact that he did not like the current location as their resting spot. Rhema picked up on his tone even through the foreign language and looked once more in Ischarus’ direction. This time Ischarus replied to her look. [Color=LightBlue]“We stay here tonight.”[/Color] It was all the explanation he would offer to Rhema at this time. Rhema could tell by the way that Ischarus stated his expression that there was more in his mind. She also knew that he would not say any of it at this moment. Perhaps Ischarus would talk once Charis rested for the night. Ischarus stowed his sword completely and turned to look in both directions of the tunnel. He spoke in the common tongue so that Rhema would understand. [Color=LightBlue]“Our greatest threat is from the forces of the dragon. I’ll keep watch in that direction. You’ll have to take the direction deeper into the cave for the night. I’m going to suggest to our new friend that she remain by Semeion’s side and tend him. I think it’ll be alright, she seems to have developed a fondness for Semeion. Plus, she’ll know better than the rest of us when he is able to be moved. I figure that for the most part we’ll be here until he awakens.”[/Color] Rhema nodded and began to walk a few paces past the horses and down into the tunnel. Ischarus turned to Charis with one last set of instructions before he took up his watch. [Color=LightBlue]“We must trust each other this night. My friend will watch one direction and I will watch the direction towards the surface. I ask that you stay beside Semeion’s side and let me know the moment he awakens and is fit for travel. You must tend him throughout the night. We will trust you with his care; you must trust us for your safety.”[/Color] Charis looked up to Ischarus and nodded, making eye contact only briefly. [Color=Orange]“That I can manage. Your trust in me is not wasted.”[/Color] [Sblock=Color Free Speech Section] As the horse hooves approached, Ischarus relaxed the grip on his handle. “We shall see indeed.” Charis looked with a bit of a glower toward Ischarus. Tired of this line of conversation, she stared down at Semeion. Here was a man she could look to for guidance in this new world. She had never been far from her dragon father’s cave – certainly never out of his territory and ability to protect her. Now she was on her own and would need guidance. This man that she looked down upon had saved her and nearly lost his life because of it. Deep inside, she found herself endearing her soul to a man she didn’t really even know. Ischarus quickly discerned that the horse hooves were coming in pairs, and it sounded like a pair of horses being led slowly back towards them. He assumed that it was Rhema as he called out, “Were you able to recover all of our assets?” The reply came quickly from Rhema, “Indeed, everything seems to be present and accounted for, although Semeion will no doubt want to go through his own stuff to make sure. Thana didn’t actually run too far. The light runs out pretty quickly down here and it doesn’t take long for the fear of the unknown dark ahead to overcome the fear of the known enemy behind in the light. When I found her, she was stressed out and backed against a wall in a turn in the tunnel. I think she was debating which option was the safer direction. When she heard me coming and no doubt smelled Shauvry, she came right to me and followed easily.” Ischarus chuckled. “Poor girl. Didn’t know what was coming once she got away from Semeion.” Rhema slipped off of Shauvry’s back and approached Charis, the newest member of the party, watching every movement with intensity of focus. Rhema stopped just short of her position and looked sorrowfully upon Semeion. “How bad is he?” she asked to nobody in particular, more fearful of the response than anything else. Charis shifted an uneasy glance over to Ischarus, who translated for her into her draconic tongue. Immediately after speaking to Charis, Ischarus replied to Rhema, “She doesn’t speak our language, Rhema. So far the only language that I know that she knows is her draconic spoken to her by her dragon father. Given her lifestyle, I wouldn’t be surprised if that is the only language that she ever needed. Her dragon father would have taken care of most other needs. Knowing what I know of evil Drakontai, well let’s just say most never go too far from home.” Charis waited patiently for Ischarus to finish speaking to Rhema before she answered Rhema’s question in the draconic tongue. “He will live. He will need at least the night’s rest before he can move far on his own. Even with my healing powers it will be a few days before his body has fully recovered. If my god blesses him and my abilities he will at least be able to ride tomorrow.” Ischarus translated, adding a bit more optimism into his tone than Charis had in hers. Rhema seemed well aware of the fact that Ischarus had not quite translated the tone correctly as she replied with a word of caution on her own. “We’re not safe this close to the entrance. If the great red dragon father knows we are still here he will no doubt find what minions remain loyal to him and send them after us.” Again Ischarus translated the speech to Charis before having to translate Charis’ reply back to Rhema. As he spent most of his energy translating between the two languages he quite distinctly began to feel like a subservient scribe working for a greater master in either Rhema or Charis. His heart belonged to Rhema, but he could definitely feel himself being pulled into Charis’ force of personality. The rescued Drakontos continued, “This man has saved my life for no apparent reason. He was part of the plan that you all began in freeing my people from the evil that my father dragon presented to you. Although I have yet to understand the consequences of that action as well as to know exactly how many were saved and brought into what you call a better life, I am still grateful for that sacrifice. After all that this man has given for my sake, I cannot risk moving him until he is better. To move him would endanger his already fragile life. That is not acceptable for me.” Charis’ empathy for Semeion didn’t need translated; Rhema could see it on her face. Nevertheless, Ischarus translated the speech so Rhema could know the words. Rhema thought about arguing once more but knew that it would do no good. Apparently Rhema’s displeasure with staying put didn’t need translated either as Charis studied Rhema’s expression. Charis added, “You two may leave for the night and come back in the morning when he has rested. You may flee to safety. I will give my life for his protection.” Ischarus smiled at the draconic expression. He found it highly ironic that he was unable to do with words and presence what Semeion accomplished in his unconscious state. Ischarus had sensed her gifts and knew that her talents had been highly refined simply on the basis of her being the Provenience. Even after such a short demonstration, once he had seen her talents in action he knew she would make a wonderful final addition to his squad. Yet he had only found agitation when he spoke to Charis before Rhema arrived. Semeion was apparently going to be the key to unlocking Charis’ gifts. As he thought, Ischarus forgot that he had not translated Charis’ speech for Rhema. “That will not be necessary,” Thelack of translation earned him a look of expectation from Rhema. “We are capable of humbling ourselves to you as well. If you are so adamant about not moving Semeion then we shall stay here and protect him with you.” Ischarus’ tone became quite serious as he spoke, refusing to hide the fact that he did not like the current location as their resting spot. Rhema picked up on his tone even through the foreign language and looked once more in Ischarus’ direction. This time Ischarus replied to her look. “We stay here tonight.” It was all the explanation he would offer to Rhema at this time. Rhema could tell by the way that Ischarus stated his expression that there was more in his mind. She also knew that he would not say any of it at this moment. Perhaps Ischarus would talk once Charis rested for the night. Ischarus stowed his sword completely and turned to look in both directions of the tunnel. He spoke in the common tongue so that Rhema would understand. “Our greatest threat is from the forces of the dragon. I’ll keep watch in that direction. You’ll have to take the direction deeper into the cave for the night. I’m going to suggest to our new friend that she remain by Semeion’s side and tend him. I think it’ll be alright, she seems to have developed a fondness for Semeion. Plus, she’ll know better than the rest of us when he is able to be moved. I figure that for the most part we’ll be here until he awakens.” Rhema nodded and began to walk a few paces past the horses and down into the tunnel. Ischarus turned to Charis with one last set of instructions before he took up his watch. “We must trust each other this night. My friend will watch one direction and I will watch the direction towards the surface. I ask that you stay beside Semeion’s side and let me know the moment he awakens and is fit for travel. You must tend him throughout the night. We will trust you with his care; you must trust us for your safety.” Charis looked up to Ischarus and nodded, making eye contact only briefly. “That I can manage. Your trust in me is not wasted.” [/Sblock] [/QUOTE]
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