<span style="font-family: 'Arial'"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#bfbfbf">"Typhen... my name is Typhen of the Dagoth. That is what you should call me.". Typhen said simply. Sitting up and looking over at the strange woman. It was not a custom to give ones full name to a stranger, names had power in the wild, a magic all their own that had long since been forgotten. <br/>
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"I can be your teacher, your friend, your ally... but never your master. Only the Blood Mages of Anowmen can bind people to their will, but that tale is for another time."The next sun would be up quickly, and without rest, the next days journey would be hard. The gateway would be a challenge even for him alone.The winds began to pick up now, as storm in the distant valley below rumbled and thundered.</span><br/>
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"You will have to determine for yourself your own path. If you wish to be owned, to be kept, then I will take you back whence you came." He offered, giving her the choice. "Your people would probably pay me handsomely, and you can find someone to lead you around, telling you where to go, whom to please, and when to please them. You will be kept content, and always have comfort, with no thoughts or will of your own, your life will be a long line of pleasing others, with no danger, no risk, and nothing but tedium until you grow old and put in the ground to be mourned or-"<br/>
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It was at that there was the sound of wolf in the distance howling to others of it's kind. Typhen gathered her up, and brought her to her feet, holding her hands firmly yet in a kindly way. He spoke now directly and without reservation.</span></span><br/><br/><span style="font-family: 'Arial'"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(191, 191, 191)">"Or, come with me, and let the winds will take you where they will Serenity. If you let them, they may lead you to something new, something wonderful. It will not be easy,  you will struggle, you will find challenges, you may even die. But your choices, your life...will be your own. That is something worth every moment, no matter how short." He said, doing his best to comfort her at a time of serious change in her life. <br/>
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<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#bfbfbf">"You need not answer now. We still have a journey to leave this wild place. Now, sleep, and dream of possibilities. Tomorrow will be a day of challenge... for both of us." Typhen said plainly, He walked over to the fire, stoked it with a large branch, and handed her a silken blanket from a small pack near the flames. It was warm to the touch, having been so close to the warm glowing embers. <br/>
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He leaned against a rock between the fire and the wagon, in the small secluded spot on the hillside, keeping his eyes trained on the horizon, and keeping his wits about him in case of sudden attack by man or beast. He did not need sleep as she did, but he wasn't about to reveal the truth of why that was or his nature just yet.</span></span>