Velxan stretches inside his large cage, rattleing his chains loudly as he does, waking some Nundar warriors nearby.<br/>"Quiet fox, we're trying to sleep here, there is a big battle coming up and we need our strength, so sit down and play your flutes or something!"<br/>With that the warrior curl up and fall asleep again.<br/>The caged fox draws out a small reed flute and begins to play.<br/>Gentle, soothing notes emerge from such a delicate instrument, lulling troubled warriors back to sleep. Then the fox begin to sing.<br/>"Gentle green hills and silver streams,<br/>Sing of a land, whose location is now lost,<br/>A land of golden fields and mighty waterfalls,<br/>A land of joy and friendships,<br/>A land of the brave and the strong,<br/>A land forgotten by all,<br/>SilverStream calls me home,<br/>It vast forests and open countrysides sing for me,<br/>While the stars and moon at night watch over me,<br/>I only wish that I could listen,<br/>To the calls that call me home.<br/>With that Velxan lays down his flute.<br/>Looking up at the sky, the lone musician weeps at the memories of his home.<br/>"Will I ever return to my homeland, or will I always be as I am now," he asks himself before curling up again and falling back to sleep.