<span style="font-weight: bold">"Whoa there!!!"<br/><br/>Erik jumped up and backed away very fast, the woman looked like something out of a video game..... an elf. Erik was having a hard time taking it in.<br/><br/>"Where am I?! Who are you?! What do you think your doing?! And where the heck is Shawne?!"</span><br/><br/>Tarathar stopped her spell when the guy backed away from her. She held up her hands to show she meant no harm and smiled warmly.<br/><br/>"Calm yourself, sir. I mean you no harm. I was merely trying to heal your wounds." she said, "I am Tarathar and you are on Terranu." she held out a graceful hand to him, "Your companion is being looked after by my friend at the top of the ravine. Are you well enough to join them?"<br/><br/>Tarathar led him up the ravine, ducking under broken logs and over upturned boulders, her mind racing about who these odd clothed people were. When they reached the still intact campsite, she found Drake staring at an odd machine that still dripped water and a cold, wet woman sitting beside the fire, wearing the oddest helm she had ever seen.<br/><br/>"Is everyone well? What happened?" she asked. Drake finally left the machine alone and returned to the fire, adding another log to make it rise higher to increase the heat output. Again he stoked the fire with his bare hands.<br/><br/>"I am well, but it seems the girl is in shock." Drake said as he sat down cross legged, "Come, sit. Warm yourself." he said to the man with Tara.