<span style="font-style: italic">~"Rai..ye... Rai..zel...RAI!"~</span>A voice that was only in his memories woke him up from something like a dream.<br/>Or maybe it was not a dream. He blanked out for a little while, and focussed on himself, to gather his thoughts, before he looked around.<br/>"What happened..?" a slight whisper left his lips. He was not sure about anything. At least he still knew his name. Raiye.. Ze... Raizel Dawn.. ..? . To solidify it, he repeatedly murmured, not quite grapsing where he erred. He settled for Raizel, then stilled, to look at the simple room. His head was still ringing and he could not really recall ... anything but a vague feeling, that this time he made a serious mistake and got injured very bad.<br/>Checking his body, he did not discover any liablities, besides the major headache... it could be a phantom pain, after all, if he did not know that he had hit his head previously.<br/>Checking the functionality of his limbs, he stood up and walked a little. His body did not seem to be weak at all, he should be in best condition. All the things on his body were still the same as before.<br/><span style="font-style: italic">~Wait, how do I know how my things were before?~ </span>Rai asked himself.<br/>Maybe it was instinct. He touched the moonstone around his neck, calming down a little. There is nothing that could be done about the memories, for now, but he was sure, that his instinct would tell him what was necessary.<br/><br/>Checking everything, he took a look at some of the things in his backpack, trying to pick some clues up, but there was nothing major that attracted his attention, just some slight memories about using the things, now and then.<br/>He put on his cloak, hiding his long hair and ears with the hood.<br/>Frowning slightly about the strange action, the Elf noticed that it might be a habit of his - but he did not change it, just took a note to find out why.   Now that he paid attention to it, his hair<span style="font-style: italic">did</span>seem to be longer than previously. Strange.<br/><br/>It was very quiet, and a strange feeling crept up to Raizel. He was not familiar with the fact that nobody else was around. Then he realized, that before he lost a big part of his memories, companions were always next to him.<br/><br/>Feeling a little listless and lonely, the elf carefully walked down the stairs, and sat quietly on an empty table in the inn, trying not to attract attention. From what he could see, not many people were here. Not taking off his hood, he scanned the room, but none of the faces seemed familiar. Nobody tried to approach him as well.<br/>He felt a little lost, as he thought about what he could do from now on. The faint bitter feeling that his companions had - for whatever reasons - abandoned him, crept up, but he suppressed it. Maybe he had been kidnapped? He was not sure where this assumption even emerged from. But he remembered somebody telling him, that he should be careful not to get kidnapped by elven-traffickers, because of his racial features and his face.  Deeply frowning, Raizel tried to remember, who that brazen person was. After another wave of his headache, he let it be for now. Besides, it was very unrealistic that a kidnapper would first kidnap the person and then just leave him somewhere with his belongings.<br/>Gazing outside a window, he blanked out again, looking at the unfamiliar landscape.<br/><span style="font-style: italic">~Where am I..?~</span>he was just thinking that, as a female voice mirrored his thoughts perfectly.<br/>A slow turn of his head, and a little curious glance shot at the speaking girl, and his lips curled slightly in a wry smile. "~<span style="font-style: italic">What a perfect question at a perfect timing, young lady.~</span>" He did not speak out loud, instead he listened to the dialogue.<br/>He did not seem to be the only one, who listened not amused, but understanding into it, as he also paid attention to the others inside the inn.