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*Logen smiled and said:*

"can you cook? i am starwing! and i want something tasty today!!"

"Yes... I can cook... I'll prepare something for you then," she said swetly. She looks over to Silent. "Protection? Well... I am not such a good fighter... but I do not want to be a bother, sir." she said, politely.

[naw i just need to do so irl razz ]

*Logen said happily:*

"well then, lets get going, you will find that i eat alot when i first eat young one, so, lets just hurry.."

*Logen started to run, in a unnaturally fast pace, waiting for the others she ran back again:*

"well sorry, wrong direction! and i shouldnt go that fast... sorry, ill keep to your pace!"

(Awww, man! I need to go...hopefully the thread wont inflate...)

Night looked sourly at the elf. Showoff, she thought.
They all followed her.
Entering the large, brown plain they walked forward. Pretty much nothing happened, they did see a herd of wild horses, though. Night stopped by in an old farmhouse, coming back with blood on her lips. Silent hid his disgust skillfully.
When the day had come to it's mid point, they came upon a large lake. Its surface was blue as the sky, but could be seen that it was deep.
On their side of the lake was a man who charged from getting over it. They paid and floated across the blue water.

The lake was almost too quiet...

vasily kept quiet through all of this enjoying the scenery hoping to get north as quickly as possible he didnt care much for this warm weather it made him sweat a lot. he lay on the side of the raft they were floating on his feet in the cool water. he smiled leaning back on his arms. he felt something n** his little toe and looked down to see a small fish swimming alongside his foot.

Mobius was invisible. He had been so for the last few days, hoping to catch any enemies unawares. What he witnessed troubled him. A vampire-hunting organisation was the last thing he needed... An army of people endowed with white magic after his new mistress was not exactly what he had in mind. However, if a break-in could be arranged on such a building, Mobius might be able to retrieve the information he needed. But he had other things to worry about. A Decoromancer, an Elf, and an old aquaintance of Night. New people to get used to. Mobius let loose a sigh and made himself visible. "Ahem... You are called Lilith, yes?" he asked meekly. From what he was told from a child, most elves were arrogant people with an obvious superiority complex. He prepared for the worst.

(By the way, I'm a post-whenever-possible guy. If the story is moving on in my absence, Kru has permission to write my character if she so desires.)