Four disgusting corpses lay on the floor of the Ruined Building. They were already dead, but now even more so. Timberlane helped Lotharn drag the bodies out of the building and dump them in a pile. He then retrieved the fifth one and set the pile ablaze. "Now they will not be able to be brought back. Five more undead that will never bother any one again." he said as the two of them reentered the ruins. Pegawen looked as if she was exausted and a bit out of it. Timberlane looked her over, "New to the use of powerful magic will drain you." he told her. "You must learn to channel the energy, why do you think we carry staffs." he said raising a brow. "I think you young elf have much to learn of magic yet. Those in in Greendale should be able to help with that."<br/><br/>The smell of death and decay remained and Timberlane had to use yet another spell to clear out the stench so they could have a peaceful night of rest. "There will be no more tonight I think." he told the three elves. "The one seeking the stone will not have any close enough for a bit. He has shown his hand finally after a very long time. We must be on guard though the rest of the way." He settled down along one of the walls and was soon asleep. Lotharn stayed awake to keep guard. Pegawen he knew now needed lots of rest if she was to continue in the morning.