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Message: <blockquote data-quote="JharyOConnah" data-source="post: 7882578" data-attributes="member: 7016431">Ralph Crenshaw sprinted into the storm toward the old man, yelling as he got nearer.As soon as Sir Ralph approached the hunchbacked guy stopped, eyes wide, visible even in the dark and rainy haze.The old man fumbled with his over-large cloak, pulling it aside to draw a longsword.It was hard to see his expression, but as Ralph squinted, suddenly the blade the old man held aloft started to glow.It lit up the man's wrinkled features. He was staring intensely at Ralph, muttering something to himself under the whistling wind.Then the old man spoke louder: "You! It is you! Finally, at long last, I've found you!" He started to move toward Crenshaw at a quicker pace.Ralph hadn't considered this guy to be a threat at all before, but...maybe...* * *The horses grumbled, but they listened to Eovin. "Can't find the damn road little lady!" "How're we supposed get fed if our master is missing!?" They led the cart back toward the  way the caravan had come from or so they thought.Bo kept standing up on the front of the wagon, shouting into the dense woods all around. "Jim! Pop! We can't see you! We can't see the road even!" The young man was panicking.Eovin couldn't find the path either. The horses were just going in circles.Just then the whole lot of them heard a tinkling voice, small but clear over the noise of wind and rain. It trilled lightly and said: "This way!"A ball of light appeared to one side of the wagon. It hovered in place for a moment then headed slowly into the nearby woods.* * *Kaylee, body inhabited by Infiri, sighed and stood up with the knife.She kept looking Josiah Jones dead in the eye. A long silence."This world...cannot be saved...as it IS. It, and many other worlds, will be remade in the fires of this troubling time. As for the innocent..."Kaylee/Infiri sighed again."There is no perfect answer. Many will surely perish...although I've tried to give the good people of this realm every possible chance of survival. My influence on this sphere is waning...hence my need for escape...and your assistance..."Kaylee stabbed the knife into the wooden table for emphasis. Then she reached over and extinguished the only lamp in the tiny shack."Rest, gatekeeper. We still have a long way to go..."* * *Alan Oak kept staring at the woman and he was getting good at seeing both versions at once. It was almost like he knew the person underneath the costume really well.Before he had a chance to speak further the woman blew her nose loudly again."Fine! Bring them all! But-but we...you... gotta get outta here! That's what I'm trying to say! And-and you didn't even recognize me or ask my name-name. Oh-golly-deary-no-no."She looked sad but all the tears had dried.In fact, both her and Alan were fairly toasty after their conversation near the fire.Just then, they both heard a loud crashing sound outside and some people screaming above the whipping wind.Through the window the pair could easily see.The damn had broken.* * *Prince Selythin tried to puzzle out his vision while taking to the sky. He operated on pure instinct. No inspiration beyond "look up there" was needed however because as the demon-tainted elf drifted upwards he spied exactly what he was looking for.There above. Was it a river of flying beasts? The ripples were chaotic, but not living. This was just a violently babbling brook running briskly along an unseen landscape.As the elf climbed higher, what was up became gradually down. Down seemed to drift higher, until Selythin's bearings were all topsy-turvy.He tried to focus on the running river. For all its chaos it was the steadiest landmark within eyesight.Far ahead, an extreme squinting was necessary, Prince Selythin spotted something in the churning water. Was it a creature? A boat?The prince dared not fly lower/higher in fear of losing sight of the thing in the distance.* * *</blockquote>

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