Cyprus's vision came to just to witness the brown haired woman slice down one of the brutes. Her speed and strength was astounding. She landed right in front of him. Before he knew it pain surged through his head. It was a dull roar that grew in intensity as she calmed down.<br/><br/>"Are you ok?" She grumbled.<br/><br/>He could not take it anymore. He reached into the pouch in his cape and pulled out a dark brown leather strap with gemstones attached into the middle of it. he wrapped it around his head putting the gemstones on his third eye and tied it in the back. The pain disappeared almost immediately with the protection of the stones. He sighed in relief and gave the young woman a smile.<br/><br/>"Yea I am great now! I must say you have an awful headache, it must be quite difficult to live with it." He said as he stood up. "Oh yea. I'm Cyprus, oracle from the Guild of the Mystic Stream. And you are?"