Wanetta
*Svilena almost wondered if this was all but a dream, but the sound of the bell chimes that blew in the wind as she walked out from the Dojo echoed that all this was indeed real. Her stride was steady as she made her way out into the island town, the rings upon her staff chiming with each step, of which had truly transformed in the last few short months - she had been rather shocked to see various sorts of folk coming out to aid in the building effort.*

*She owed much thanks to the elves of Corol Ambo for their aid, their builders and craftmen really did know how to shape the land that still peserved much of the natural beauty. And the aid of a few mages from Islefield helped as well when moving things from the mainland to the islands - though the distance wasn't all that far.*

*As Svilena made her way down the path, passing by the small businesses and folk - many of them elves with a love for the sea, though a few other races also chose to live upon the island - she gave small bows of her head to the locals whom returned the gesture. As the Bhante of the town, Svilena had been working hard to try and know all the folks that came to call Akhara Vata home.*

'Perhaps this is what the elders of the tribes felt, this sense of pride' *She thought to herself; making her daily rounds - there was still some places being built with new arrivals. But thus far, things had been working out rather well as even visitors were dropping by via the ferries. A small part of the town was also settled on the mainland, and was easily seen form the shores of the island.*

"The seeds have been planted, now it is up to all to nurture and help our new home flourish" *She whispered softly, taking in a deep breath before releasing it as a gentle breeze from the sea rolled by. The serpent would greet both strangers and locals, thus anyone was free to talk with her.*
Nicole
*The journey from the Steep Wood in Heatherstead to Corol Ambo had been an arduous one, spanning many days and nights.*

*The dense forests and jagged mountains of the Dwarven nation had gradually given way to rolling hills of Felfatheas and the sparkling waters of the Serpentine Sea.*

*Wai Oromarde was his destination, a place he had only read about. It was a place of serene beauty, a testament to the harmony that could be achieved when nature and civilization coexisted.*

*As Ruven stepped onto the shores of Wai Oromarde, the weariness of his long journey clung to him like a heavy cloak. His senses, accustomed to the solitude of the forest, were now inundated with the bustling atmosphere of the island.*

*The scent of exotic spices and the distant notes of chimes and bells wafted through the air, creating a symphony of sensory delights.*

*Ruven wandered the cobblestone paths, each step revealing a new facet of the island's charm.*

*Merchants from diverse backgrounds peddled their wares, their voices a melodic chorus that resonated with the island's vibrant energy. The tantalizing aroma of street food filled the air, and he couldn't resist the temptation to sample a few exotic dishes, savoring the unique flavors that danced on his foreign palate.*

*Every corner of Wai Oromarde seemed to tell a story.*

*Ruven found solace in the natural beauty of the island as well. The call of seabirds and the gentle lap of waves against the shore formed a soothing backdrop to the island's vibrant tapestry.*

*The world was vast.*
Wanetta
*Svilena found herself surrounded by a few young children that lived with their families - some were elven but there was a young Tabaxi and perhaps a young Fae in the mix.*

*She was showing them some of her Aeromancy by making their small toys float above their heads, delighting them as they jumped about to try and grab their toy. Soon enough the children were called back by their parents and kin; Svilena chuckled and waved as they hurried off.*

*The breeze about her led her to spotting a new arrival of sorts, they looked elvish of sorts* "Greetings to ye visitor, tis this your first time to Akhara Vata?' *She asked, approaching them with a soft, yet welcoming expression towards him.*
Nicole
*Ruven had been taking in the sights and sounds of Wai Oromarde, finding himself captivated by the lively atmosphere of the elven settlement.*

*The island was a vibrant tapestry of diverse races and cultures, and the martial arts demonstrations, spirited debates, and the scent of exotic spices filled the air.*

*As he was lost in contemplation, his attention was drawn to a small gathering of children, their faces illuminated with glee as they watched the rather towering figure of a humanoid serpent's aeromantic display.*

*Their playful antics brought a gentle smile to Ruven's lips, a joy he found in witnessing such simple yet pure moments of happiness.*

*When the children were called away by their families, Ruven's gaze shifted to the Serpent figure approaching him. She appeared graceful and serene, her aura carrying an air of welcoming hospitality.*

*Her greeting was warm and friendly, and Ruven dipped his head in a polite nod as he responded.*

"Indeed, it is," *He replied, his voice soft-spoken and kindly.*

"I've traveled from Heatherstead, in the Steep Wood, and this is my first time setting foot in Corol Ambo, let alone the beautiful island of Wai Oromarde. The tales of this place certainly don't do it justice."

*Ruven's gray eyes reflected genuine curiosity as he regarded the Serpent.*

"I must say, your display with the children was quite impressive. Aeromancy, if I'm not mistaken?" *He paused for a moment, considering his own reason for being here.* "I've come seeking a taste of the unique offerings this island has to provide – both in culture and commerce. It's a welcome change of pace from my quiet life in the woods."

*He took in a deep breath, savoring the scents of the island – the briny sea air, the exotic spices, and the tantalizing aroma of the brewing halls.*

"My name is Ruven."

*He gently bowed his head again.*
Wanetta
"Indeed, ye eyes are sharp - I am a practice user of Aeromancy and Hydromancy - though my control over wind magic is a bit stronger than my water. But I've been working on it, my time at the college has been of great help."

*She'd fix her robe just a tad* "I am Bhante Svilena Vihur, the leading monk of our fair town, it's my pleasure to welcome you to our home Ruven."

*She walked along with him, talking as they went* "So ye come from the far northern regions, ye have come a long way. And ye flatter us, there is still much more to be built in and around Akhara Vata. But I couldn't be happier with the progress, tis a dream made real as some might say."
Nicole
*Ruven walked alongside Svilena, the gentle breeze ruffling his hair as he listened to her explanation of her magical abilities.*

*He marveled at her command over both aeromancy and hydromancy, appreciating the dedication it took to master such arts.*

"Ah, Bhante Svilena Vihur, a title befitting someone as skilled and knowledgeable as yourself," *Ruven replied with a warm smile.*

"It's a true honor to meet you, Bhante. And thank you for the welcome. Your town is quite remarkable, and the harmony between nature and your creations is truly inspiring."

*As they strolled through the settlement, Ruven couldn't help but admire the architecture and the bustling activity around them. It was a stark contrast to the solitude of the forest he was accustomed to.*

*He continued the conversation with a curious tone.*

"It's quite impressive how much progress has been made here," *He commented.* "I can only imagine the dedication and hard work that have gone into it."

"Tell me, Bhante Svilena, what led you to become a monk and take on this role in Wai Oromarde?"
Wanetta
"Please do just call me Svilena, the Bhante term is simply another name to call a monk or nun - 'twas something I had picked up while living in these lands for some years. I had encountered traveling monk figures a few times, I believe some of them hailed from the northern regions - I had many conversations with them and their sort of lifestyle sort of just... Clicked ye could say."

*They began to get closer to what appeared to be a colorful tavern* "Come inside and have a taste, the fish in these parts is rather tasty" *She remarked, stepping into the place. A few locals gave a wave towards her, some nodding their heads - its wasn't too busy yet.*

"I owe much of the town's progress to the aid of the elven locals, namely the elves of Corol Ambo - their builders had a way of making sure the town didn't lose its connection with nature."

*She paid for their meal and drink, so he could choose what he might like - she decided to have a little bit of rum herself* "I hope my roles shall be that of a teacher and guide, I see this town growing rather well and perhaps can serve as a path to those seeking to brave the lands across the sea."

*After she had a bit of her rum, she'd then ask him* "And what of yourself Ruven, are ye planning to visit the capital next?"
Nicole
*Ruven nodded, appreciating Svilena's warm demeanor and the insight into her life.*

"Svilena it is, then. And I can see why the lifestyle of the monks appealed to you. There's a certain simplicity and harmony in their way of life that can be truly inspiring."

*As they entered the colorful tavern, Ruven took in the atmosphere with a sense of wonder. The place had a unique charm, and the locals seemed friendly enough.*

*He followed Svilena to a table and took a seat, grateful for the opportunity to try some of the local cuisine.*

"I'll trust your recommendation," *Ruven said with a smile as he ordered the fish dish.*

*When the plate arrived, he took a bite and his eyes widened in surprise. It was indeed one of the most delicious things he had ever tasted. The flavors danced on his tongue, and he couldn't help but savor each bite.*

"This is incredible!" *He exclaimed, savoring another mouthful.* "I've traveled through forests and plains, but it seems I've been missing out on the delights of coastal cuisine."

*As they enjoyed their meal, Ruven listened intently to Svilena's words.*

*Her dedication to the town's progress and her desire to be a guide for those seeking adventure resonated with him.* "It's admirable, Svilena. Your role as a teacher and guide will surely leave a lasting impact on those who come here seeking knowledge and growth. That is what everyone should strive for in this life."

*At her question about his plans, Ruven took a thoughtful sip of his drink.*

"I've always been curious about the capital and the wealth of knowledge it holds. It's certainly on my list of places to visit, but for now, I'm content exploring the lands, meeting people like you, and learning about the world."

*He glanced out the window at the ocean beyond, a sense of contentment washing over him.*

"There's so much to discover."
Kimberly
A feral looking cat beast lumbered aimlessly along the beach it looked a bit tired it's icy blue eyes glistened in the light. In it's jaws hung the limp body of a small wild boar. He seemed to be looking for somewhere quiet and safe to eat his prey.
Wanetta
"One can easily wander for days in a given part of the elven kingdom, so no doubt you'll find much to discover for yourself" *She added, before having a few bites of her meal, savoring the fish.*

*After she had some of her drink, she'd ask* "So all the way from the Steep Woods, I hear the forests there are guarded by both the locals and the elves of that region - what sort of work do ye do up in those parts?" *She knew that the famed Battle School was in that region, though he didn't give the impression of a fighter - but she could be wrong.*
Nicole
*Ruven took a moment to savor the fish, and as he tasted its flavors, he couldn't help but appreciate the culinary artistry of the elves in preparing such a dish.*

*With a polite nod, he acknowledged her words about the vastness of the elven kingdom.*

"As for the Steep Woods," *He began, setting down his utensils for a moment,*

"I wasn't born there, but rather in the nation of Ostia. I tried to pursue an education in the Capital, but it quickly became apparent that being neither a noble nor wealthy made that path exceedingly difficult. So, I decided to take matters into my own hands."

*Ruven's gaze held a hint of... Something. Perhaps it was longing, or was it guilt?*

*He continued.*

"I traveled across Ostia, over the Dragonclaw mountains, and into the Steep Woods. It's there that I've dedicated myself to studying, learning what I can in my own time. I earn my coin as a logger, felling the lumber and selling it the many Dwarven workshops."

*He picked up his drink, taking a sip before leaning forward slightly.*

"And now, I find myself here in the lands of the elves, seeking knowledge and experiences that I could never attain in the Capital."

*Ruven's curiosity was insatiable, and he couldn't help but ask,*

"Speaking of knowledge, what do you know of the uncharted lands, the places beyond the known territories? It's a subject that has always fascinated me."
Kimberly
A couple roudy kids started to throw rocks at the cat beast. It let out a meanacing roar scaring off the kids. An angry middle aged woman presumably the kid's mother suddenly charged in screaming and waving around a large broom. She hit the beast a couple times causing it to grow hostile and swipe the broom from her hands. It crushed the wood into splinters and chased after the now terrified woman.
Wanetta
"I know not much of the human kingdom myself, but I do believe you'll have a much better time in your pursuit of knowledge in these lands" *She remarked, speaking from her own experiences.*

*When he asked of the uncharted lands, she guess he was speaking of the lands of the Fallen Kingdom which lie across the seas to the east - old memories of the endless and wild jungles echoed like a bell chime in her mind.*

"I'd gather ye are asking of the lands known in these parts as the Fallen Kingdom... Tis truly a wild, and very dangerous place in all honesty. I myself hail from the Hikitaw Jungle myself - if ye thought the elven kingdom was filled with vast vegetation - maybe tis just my pride speaking, but the jungles are truly vibrant and full of all manner of exotic flora and fauna."

*But as Svilena began to recall her homeland, the sudden cries coming from outside pushed those memories away - swiftly Svilena stood up from her seat and took up her staff* "Many apologizes Ruven, but there appears to be something happening" *Twas all she left him with, before quickly heading out of the tavern to figure out what the situation was.*
Nicole
*Ruven listened intently to Svilena's words, absorbing the descriptions of the Fallen Kingdom.* 

*In particular, the Hikitaw Jungle filled him with a keen interest.* 

*The notion of vibrant and exotic landscapes, filled with unique flora and fauna, sounded like a place of great wonder and mystery, a place that he would very much probably enjoy.* 

*While he had dedicated himself to studying known from his little piece of land in the woods, the allure of exploring these uncharted lands tugged at his adventurous spirit with force.*

*However, their conversation was abruptly interrupted by cries and commotion from outside the tavern.*

*Ruven quickly grasped the seriousness of the situation and watched as Svilena swiftly rose and took up her staff.*

*He shook his head in understanding,* 

"No need for apologies, Svilena," *He responded calmly, his own senses now attuned to the situation.* 

*With a sigh, he finished his drink and rose as well, following her out of the tavern.*
Kimberly
The beast angerly charged at the Karen blinded by rage like a fighting bull. Karen managed to dodge the beast and grabbed a large splinter of wood from the ground and started striking the beast any time he got too close to her. The kids were hiding up in a tree crying in terror. More people started to gather making the beast more anxious.
Wanetta
*Upon reaching and seeing the situation, Svilena knew this wasn't any time to panic as she quickly called out to the people* "Everyone get back away from the area, now!" *She commanded, getting a number of the locals' attention as they began to move themselves away or back into nearby buildings. Some stepped a bit farther back, but chose to linger - they were scared and none could blame them, but she was glad they were willing to defend their home. Svilena took notice of the woman and the crying children, she collected that something had led to all this; but she kept her composer and focused on the matter.*

*She strode forward and hit the end of her khakkhara twice upon the ground, calling forth a swirl of wind to begin coiling around her, as the rings began to chime - she would try make eye contact with the beast. It was often very rare for Svilena to ever return to a feral or wild sort of mind; yet in this case it might be the only way to get the beast to focus on her.*

*Clicking her long tongue, she would let out a deep long hiss, opening her mouth even to bare her teeth and fangs - a warning that surely most animals would pick up. A silence would almost fall, save for the crying children in the tree or the heavy breathing of some people.*
Nicole
*Ruven's instinctual kindness shone through as he hurried to the children's side, his presence a soothing balm amid the chaos unfolding around them.*

*He could sense their fear and distress, and his aura sight allowed him to connect with their emotions on a deeper level.*

*With gentle reassurance in his voice, he spoke to the trembling youngsters.*

"Don't worry, little ones. You're safe now," *He whispered, his tone filled with warmth and comfort.* 

He wrapped his arms around them, providing a protective embrace that served also as a shield.*

*The younglings clung to him, seeking refuge in the safety he offered.*

*Meanwhile, Svilena's efforts to subdue the beast were on full display.*

*Ruven trusted in her expertise, knowing that she had the situation under control.*

*Yet, he shifted his weight. The familiar feel of his two, steel edged dagger hung close to his sides.*
Kimberly
The beast focused on Svilena's voice. He seemed to be calming down. His adrenaline and blood pressure started to drop causing him to feel a little woozy. The beast reached out a paw towards Svilena before blacking out. He collapsed to the ground and shrunk back into his little cat kin form.
Wanetta
"Well this is most unexpected" *She remarked, approaching the fallen feline - abit much smaller than before.*

"Seems this one is a shapeshifter of sorts, though not much control..." *Her tail would take hold of her staff, while she bent down to lift the small fellow into her arms. They were much too light, had this happen because of hunger - though she gathered the overall situation didn't help.*

*Locals quickly came to the aid of the woman, still somewhat shaken but she appeared relived that her children were safe - Svilena walked up to her* "I am most glad you and the young ones are alright; when you have recovered do come to my Hall. I'd like to figure out how this situation happened; until then see to yourself and ye children."

*The woman nodded, before she and the children were helped away by the locals - while Svilena turned to address the people* "All shall be well everyone, if one might send one of the healers to my Hall that would be most helpful." *She'd start heading back towards her Hall, some watching as she went; though Svilena called to Ruven* "Thank ye for your help with the little ones, do enjoy the rest of your time here. I must see to this odd visitor."

*She'd begin her trek back to her Hall, of which was a bit higher up in the town, but had a rather lovely view of the whole island.*
Caroline
"I hope you plan on putting that wretched monster down... That thing almost hurt those kids! It's too dangerous to keep that thing around!" A man glared from a few feet away. He stuck around after all the commotion died down. The man looked down at the unconscious cat-kin in disgust.

"I could take him off your hands and do the job in no time. My wife could use a new fur coat anyways" The man sneered
Nicole
As the shapeshifter was lifted into Svilena's arms, a sense of relief washed over him.

*She was not merely a traveler passing through, but someone deeply connected to this place and its people.* 

*Ruven admired her strength and compassion, qualities that seemed all the more remarkable in the harsh environment of Tidehaven.*

*As Svilena turned to address the crowd and request the presence of a healer at her Hall, Ruven offered a respectful nod in her direction.*

"You're most welcome," *He replied sincerely, grateful for her assistance in the earlier situation.*

"Thank you for your help as well," *He replied, his voice carrying a note of gratitude.* "I hope you find the answers you seek. Until we meet again, may your journey be filled with wisdom and discovery."

*With those parting words, Ruven watched as Svilena began her trek back to her Hall, her silhouette gradually fading into the backdrop of the bustling town.*

*He stood, a small smile played upon his lips, before he turned.*

*Very interesting, indeed*
Wanetta
*Svilena only gave a sharp glare towards the man, clicking her tongue in disgust. There would be no bloodshed this day.*

*She'd give a nod of her head to Ruven, before heading off back towards her Hall. Once she had made it back, the healer arrived shortly after and both tended to the shapeshifter - the older elf looked to her* "This one seems rather young indeed, though the reasoning for his shifting is unknown... These sorts of folk don't so often wander close to towns or villages. Given we are on the island, perhaps he swam from the mainland - though not a far swim."

*The elf reasoned that he should awaken at some point, and bid Svilena a good day. She looked over the youth, indeed they seemed so very small now - she would see what the mother and children had to say when they arrived. For now she stood just outside the screen doors where the cat-kin rested; she rested her Handpan Drum in her lap and began to play a soft melody while she mediated.*
Larry
After some time had passed Nyxalor started to come to. He sat up suddenly and coughed up a strange black liquid. Nyxalor started to panic unsure where he was. He remembered loosing complete consciousness after hearing the cruel man ask to skin the strange cat creature. *What if they sold me off to the man??*

Sometimes Nyxalor felt his beast form watching him in the shadows waiting for another opportunity to take control.
Wanetta
*His surroundings would have told him otherwise to what he guessed, the room he was in was somewhat open with one of the screen doors open - it faced out into a garden - and out there in the gardens was Svilena practicing her Hydromancy.*

*She floated a few palm sized spheres of water around her, but she'd hear the coughing coming from the room and would place the water back into a nearby pond. She'd approach the room, looking in and seeing the cat-kin awake but also somewhat covered in the odd black liquid - was he ill with something.*

"Good to see you are awake stranger, do ye remember how you got here?" *She asked softly, stepping into the room and kneeling down near the floor bed. From her robes she brought out a cloth and handed it to him; for him to use as she introduce herself.*

"I am Svilena Vihur, a Bhante or monk of Wai Oromarde" *She spoke in a friendly tone with him; but could faintly sense something was perhaps a tad off about him.*
Larry
"I was at home sleeping when I heard a bump in the dead of night... Before I could leave my bed someone grabbed me from behind and hit me over the head... Everything else is so blurry I can't remember what happened after that..." Nyxalor had a dark bruise on the back of his head from blunt force trauma.
Wanetta
*She'd set the cloth offered to him down, though close enough for him to take if he wished* "Might I aak what your name is? And where about ye home might be?"

*While he had been sleeping, Svilena had met with the mother and her children - though the mother had confessed the beast had attacked without warning as her children told her. After some talking, one of the children spoke up that they had been playing near the beach and had thrown rocks at the beast - of which prompted the angry chase.*

*Svilena sent them off with a few choice words to be wiser with their actions; as she saw it both sides had their faults - but of what she saw and heard relating to it all. This odd stranger didn't seem to have control of himself - least this was the impression she got.*

"Given I have never seen ye upon this island myself, nor have any of the townsfolk - we could only guess that ye came from the mainland somewhere. Though you didn't look like this, but were a fair bit larger and much more like that of a wild cat to say the least."
Larry
Nyxalor cautiously took the cloth into his hands and started fidgeting with it nervously "My name is Nyxalor, I used to be a human but I was cursed by a witch a few years ago... I struggle to control my beast form and it always feels like somebody is watching me..." Suddenly Nyxalor burst into another coughing fit. The cloth was soon stained with more of the inky black substance.
Wanetta
*Svilena helped to try and clean him up with a bit of water* "So this is a curse ye say, I am sorry for ye situation Nyxalor - perhaps ye can be free of it now that you've come to the elven kingdom. To the south of here along the roads there is the capital of Islefield - while from the capital to the west is the famed Collegium upon the isle of Sihirisium."

*She'd wring out the cloth of extra water, before handing it back to him to wipe a bit more as he wished* "If there is a way to lift you of your curse, it might be found at the Collegium. I believe one can take a portal to the island from the capital if my memory is right; or that you need to be closer to the island before going though a portal."

*Svilena would move to stand* "If you are able, do follow me to the dining hall - I'd gather with all that has happened, you need something to eat no?" *She'd guide him whenever he was ready.*
Larry
Nyxalor's stomach grumbled at the thought of food since he never got to eat the boar from earlier. He staggered to his feet and followed after Svilena. "The witch said the only way to break the curse is for me to die first so maybe there's a way to break it and bring me back afterwards? I don't really know what would be considered dead enough to break the curse..."

"I was a dumb teenager when it happened, I pissed off the wrong witch and this is my lifetime of punishment..."
Wanetta
"For you to die, that doesn't seem like a way to break it at all..." *She remarked with a shake of her head, leading them into a simple dining area where a kitchen of sorts was set up.*

*There was a pot filled with what appeared and smelled like a fish stew, Svilena put some into a bowl using a wooden spoon and offered it to Nyxalor, smaller spoons were also given.* "It would only be a lifetime should you allow it to be. Either you find a way to break the curse, or learn to overcome this inner beast."

*She made herself a bowl, seating herself across from him, eating a small bit* "You seem to consider this beast another entry, different from your own? Then you must not remember anything when in that form, yes?"
Larry
Nyxalor eagerly wolfed down the stew. "Sometimes I can see what's happening when the beast takes over but it feels like I'm trapped in a bubble with no way out. I've done some... Horrible... Unspeakable things in those moments... Sometimes it feels like the curse watches me from the darkness silently watching me suffer while it waits for an opportunity to take control..." As Nyxalor held the spoon up for another spoonful of stew his hand shifted into a beast paw and snapped the spoon in half like a twig. "Crap! I'm sorry..." He started to fight with his beast hand until it shrank back down.
Wanetta
*She helped to clean things up, handing him another spoon before she spoke* "Clearly ye and this beast are at war with each other... In the case of this 'beast' it sees you as the weaker one. Thus through this curse, it clearly desires to consume you - perhaps even erasing who you are."

*She'd point to him* "But only if you should allow it to become the dominate one. Tis easy to say these things, putting it all into action... Is another matter completely."

*Svilena would finish off her stew, setting the bowl down* "Thus ye must either try to find a way to lift your curse or..." *She paused, looking the youth over* "Ye must overcome the beast, less you forever become it. And in such a form, you could be killed by those that deem you a wild animal - thus as I mentioned earlier, ye should try to seek out aid for ye curse at the Collegium."

"I am a student of the Collegium, though I am also a Bhante of this town - I can write ye a letter to take with ye. But once you arrive and if they can assist you - that will be up to you fully, Nyxalor." *She spoke directly and honestly with him, it seemed a rather heavy thing to carry - least this what her own thoughts.*
Larry
"Thankyou... How do I get there? What if they are terrified of me and turn me away? I've had difficulty with people in the past because of this curse..."
Wanetta
"I do believe I have a map I can show ye, now where did I put it..." *Svilena said, getting up, moving to a nearby room and looked upon a shelf with various rolled up parchments. After checking a few, she managed to find the one she was looking for; she brought it out and unfurled it.*

*The map seemed to be one that displayed various trade routes running through the Elven Kingdom* "So we are currently here, and the capital is to the south of us along this main road" *She remarked, pointing out the town and slowly moving it downward where it hovered over the marking for Islefield.*

"Then from the capital, ye can likely travel the southwest routes or grab a lift via a merchant caravan to head in the direction of the college which rests upon an island. The staff there have likely seen all sorts of folks, I don't think they'll fear ye - they do have measures for protecting the college and students."

"So unless you a find some sort of cure Islefield, then the college might be the next best place to try" *She stated, this was most that she could offer as advice for him.*
Larry
As Nyxalor carefully looked over the map more of the inky substance started to drip from his eyes and mouth. He quickly covered his face and ran outside. The curse didn't like the idea of it's hostage breaking free from it's control so it decided to fight back.
Wanetta
*A heavy sigh escaped from Svilena as she moved to stand up, and follow Nyxalor out into the open gardens - and seeing that things were likely going to get messy, she called out to him.*

"I'm sorry to say that I'll have to man-handle you a bit Nyxalor; but it seems you other half wishes to be in charge this time."

*Svilena then rushed at the Cat-Kin, whom was likely transforming/shifting into his other form, grabbing them by the scuff of their next and moving them quickly into an nearby open arena of sorts that was used for outdoor training. At least here, they'd have room to fight - she'd place him down and move to the other side as she readied herself.*

"I'm not one to fight like a feral beast, but if this is the only way to teach ye beast a lesson - then so be it" *She remarked, hissing deeply, baring her fangs and claws. She didn't look forward to having to hurt Nyxalor; but something needed to be done and she wasn't about to let the beast roam about the town again.*
Larry
Nyxalor writhed and hissed in pain. He coughed up more of the strange black goop and transformed into his beast form. Nyxalor lunged at Svilena and tried to swipe at her with a claw. His other paw suddenly grabbed his arm as if Nyxalor was trying to fight the beast from the inside.
Wanetta
*Svilena was able to avoid the lunging Cat-Kin, getting up behind Nyxalor and swinging her tail against his back which likely would have sent him some feet away - though she was only using half her strength. But she could see that this Beast form had decent strength, but it was far too out of control - perhaps this was due to the magic related to it.*

"Heed me well Beast" *She hissed, directing her tone to Nyxalor's other half* "Should ye so choose to keep control over that one's body, then one day ye may soon be killed like a wild animal - it may not be in these lands, but elsewhere that could be your fate."

*Indeed, if Nyxalor and his Beast form didn't somehow come to terms, it would lead to their own deaths at some point.*
Larry
Nyxalor was suddenly frozen in pain by an intense agonizing migraine. He attempted to shift back to his normal form, fighting the pain and battling his inner beast, desperately trying to regain control over his transformation. 
"Svilena... I'm scared..." Nyxalor's trembling voice squeaked out.
Wanetta
"It is that fear that will let the Beast rule you, in the wilds often it is the strong that take command - ye mustn't allow it to use that fear" *She explained, her tone firm though often she disliked being blunt. Yet she saw no other way; keeping her distance but had by no means let her guard down.*|

"That body is yours Nyxalor, and yours alone - ye mustn't give that up."
Larry
After some time struggling with the beast form. Nyxalor managed to fight back the beast form and regain his original form once again. He wiped away the black goop from his mouth and staggered to his feet again. "Thankyou for believing in me... I didn't get much of that from my own father..."
Wanetta
*She held her claws behind her back as she addressed him* "Ye still have a very long way to go Nyxalor, that much in certain." *Once he appeared stable again, Svilena would walk him back inside and see to treating his wounds with what was on hand.*

"I'll walk with ye to the docks and board a ferry to carry us back over to the mainland, once ye are ready to go - I can at least see ye safely out of town and get ye onto the main roads" *She offered, knowing it would likely ease the locals if their Bhante was seen escorting him out and she didn't wish for the youth to be harassed - that is what led to the matter in the first place.*

*The dojo would likely provide him with some simple items to carry in a bag, and food for the trip ahead - Svilena had mentioned him places he could go to perhaps find a cure for himself.*
Larry
Nyxalor nodded "We should go as soon as possible before my beast form comes back again..." Nyxalor wasn't sure how much longer he could keep it contained
Wanetta
*Svilena nodded her head, and once she had dressed herself proper, taking her staff in hand; she'd begin to walk him down from the dojo and through the town. Some of the locals would whisper, but with a short look from Svilena - they'd return to their business - they were able to make it to the docks just as one of the ferries was pulling up.*

*Svilena would greet a few returning locals and visitors as they disembarked the ferry, and soon they would be able to board themselves and would make the crossing in short time* "So do ye plan to travel to Islefield first?" *She asked, as they walked off the ferry.*
Caroline
Nyxalor started to hear the beast's angry mumblings in his head. "S-Sorry... My brain is still a bit fuzzy... The beast is resorting to bricking up my mind to try and slow me down... So what's Islefield again? Maybe I should write all this down..." He was still a little bit stressed and already couldn't wait to get off the boat as a few people passing by silently complained about him being there. He could see it on their faces. They were silently judging poor Nyxalor... Every time they would glare at him he would shrink back in embarrassment.
Wanetta
*She did wonder if he would make the journey on his own* "Remember what I said, ye must the stronger one. It will take much effort, but you mustn't let yourself be put under its control. Less you never have the chance to shift back..."

*She'd lead him to one of the exits to the small port that served the main town itself* "Islefield is the capital city of these lands, home of the elven folk and their king - taking the southern road will have ye reaching it in a few days time. The elven folk have good healers, and they might be able to provide ye answers to your dilemma."
Larry
Nyxalor rummaged through his bag. He wanted to make extra sure that he had everything in order. He liked to be well organized.
Wanetta
*Svilena would bid him farewell at the start of the road.*

"Perhaps we shall cross paths again, I wish ye good fortune Nyxalor."