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"Lost.. that dwarf Ufedhin said to me, You seem lost Six"
Says a tall young man to himself as he paces slowly and heavily through the snow as he leaves the western gate in trolls bane.
White breath passes out his mouth with every exhale "Lost..."
His deep dark brown eyes look ahead but they see nothing but whats in his mind.

"I am lost... I have lost..everything." his eyes dully glance over the brutal scar on his forearm a simple 6 cut deep into his flesh to serve as a reminder.
"To think that this number now serves as my name, what I was, who I am."

Aimlessly wandering down a path lost in deep thought towards the forest a large wolf suddenly appears just ahead of him, it stops, and looks intently at the man. The mans instincts make his hand reach for the finely made steel long sword on his waist but his mind halts his hand before it reaches the handle.

"Who am I kidding, I'm no warrior, just a slave with a fancy sword." he thinks.

"Well come on then, eat me already" he says to the wolf

The wolf gives a long deep low growl at the man baring its fangs.

"Ahh good boy" he encourages the wolf.

The growling stops and the wolf simply walks off into the forest leaving the young man alone again.

Dissapointed the man says "I guess I'd feel sorry for me too..."

The man stands still in the knee deep snow, looking at the spot the wolf had once stood as a new fall of snow fills in the paw prints it made.

"Someone find me...."

It was a good thing she wasn't in their body at the moment because all she wanted to do was shout at the man to run. Watching her sister move the hand from the sheath of her sword, grinning at the scene as the wolf slowly walks away Taiah simply sighs glad for once Caiah was in charge as she whispers....

Is the man crazy Caiah?

Shaking her head in the negative, her sister simply whispers back...

Taiah... I have felt the same as him.

After watching him for awhile, hearing his entreaty, Caiah clears her throat to get the man's attention....

I am Dame Caiah Daekash, I would imagine the snow is getting a little cold for you. Care to share a fire?

As the place where the wolf had stood fills with snow the young mans vision is lost again to thought. Time moves on
but just how much time, who would know.

A sound returns him back to reality as his head snaps towards the noise this time his hand instinctively half draws the sword at his waist slowly.

"Another wolf?" he thinks

the words "I am Dame Caiah Daekash, I would imagine the snow is getting a little cold for you. Care to share a fire?" reach his ears.

He stands still and silent, sword half drawn facing the voice as snowflakes lands on his eyelashes and hair then melt down face he simply says

"I'm called Six, how long have you been there?"

As the burgeoning snow continues without abatement, Caiah's grin grows... ignoring his partially pulled sword while slowly shaking her head then softly whispering to someone not seen in the empty space next to her...

No Taiah, he isn't going to harm us.

Caiah leans down to brush some snow from the area in front of her using her leather gloves while dark hair falls around her face almost covering her pointed ears. Pulling some dry twigs from her bag, a hatchet is slowly removed from her belt as she now purposefully eyes the sword in his hand before speaking.

Just a hatchet, Six...and we were here long enough.

Taking her time to chop some logs, she obviously is not a lumberjack though manages to cut a few. Her worn leather sheaths surrounding well polished yet used swords may attest to her fighting ability. Finally setting the logs cut into the cleared space, Caiah proceeds to light them quickly then pulls a couple of apples from her bag.

Sorry, I know humans like more...but this is all we have unless you have some meat to cook?

Six stands as still as a marble statue with sword still partly drawn, as the Elfess comes into closer view he watches her closely as she speaks to him then.. to another or herself. As the elf starts to make a fire then offers the apples, life seems to return his stiff limbs and he sheathes his sword pulling his wet snow covered long black coat over it.

"No I'm afraid I don't have anything on me but the clothes I wear.. I.. did not plan on staying out here for long, infact where am I?" he says the last part slowly as he looks around brushing snow off his shoulders and then moves slowly towards the fire.

With dark grey eyes staring into his, Caiah tilts her head somewhat puzzled at his question before dividing the apples in half for each of them. Though wearing a coat, the cold is obviously affecting her as she moves both hands closer to the fire seeking warmth rather then eating any of hers.

Well.. you are between Trolls Bane and Tol Vanima.. a little closer to the harbor and Tol at the moment.

Her gaze lands on the glimpse of a scar on his forearm when he moves closer to the fire before one hand unconsciously reaches to touch the tattoo of a dragon etched with something that appears like iron into her cheek.

You have your name, Six on your .....

Obviously interrupted in her question... Caiah stops to listen then whispers softly.

Well.. we could show him the way to Tol, it is too cold to stay here for long.

Turning back to him she speaks louder.

Six, with the wolves and this snow seeming intent on continuing.. I am sure you are getting as wet as I am.. should we go to Tol Vanima for now and get into some warm, dry clothes?

"Oh I see... I have wondered far then" Six says as he moves towards the fire.

The fire now slightly warming his shaking limbs and blue lips, Six notices Caiah looking intently at the scar on his arm as he moves closer, he pulls his sleeve down slightly to cover it. As Six accepts the apple half he see's the dragon which is tattooed into her cheek but feeling too shy to ask about it he simply mumbles a
"thank you" and chews on his morsel of apple.

Caiah starts to speak to him about his name he blushes looking down at his feet and doesn't notice as she quickly stops and whispers to someone next to her.

"Six, with the wolves and this snow seeming intent on continuing.. I am sure you are getting as wet as I am.. should we go to Tol Vanima for now and get into some warm, dry clothes?" Caiah says catching Six off guard as he still stares at his shoes.

"T-tol Vanima? am I.. welcome there?" he asks puzzled at the sudden invite.
"I don't have any clothes to change into aswell" he mumbles to himself shivering from the cold