Authryn raised his eyebrows at the mixed ideas and words that they had all stated. But there was, however, one idea that resonated with them all, a natural hideout to rest and plan their next moves. It was vital that this be accomplished first; most, if not all, of the Rangers were extremely tired and weary from the battle they had managed to survive. While he wouldn't admit it, Authryn himself was rather fatigued as well.<br/><br/>"Alright, alright, no tavern. There's a forest up north from here. Within it, there is a cave that is usually used by other Rangers in order to find shelter. I believe most of you know the cave of which I speak, yes? It's the one in which strange runes were found there approximately 50 years ago. It shouldn't be dangerous for us, as we still have our magic to help aid us in case we encounter any hostiles. There is also a town west of it in which we could gain information and understand what exactly has happened while we've been recuperating", Authryn stated as he stretched out his arms and legs. "But before we head out, the Grandmaster wanted me to do something very quickly."<br/><br/>With that said, Authryn walked to Turge, forcing the orc to look him in the eyes. "<span style="color: #00FF40">Go forth, Son of Fortifying Earth. Preserve us.</span>"<br/><br/>Authryn then proceeded to walk to Triarc and did the same. He forced the man to look at him and spoke the words of blessing. "<span style="color: #000000">Go forth, Son of Shadows. Aid us.</span>"<br/><br/>With that said and done, Authryn turned back towards the entire group. "Any questions, or do you all understand the task at hand? We are the last of the Rangers. If we die, the Varricus Imperium wins. Life as we know it will be subjugated and enslaved. I don't know about you, but I don't look very good in chains. So are you with me?" Authryn then extended the palm of his hand towards the group. It was their choice whether they would place their hand on top of his and join him.