"I'm sorry to hear about your friend.  I'd gladly get you into Tol'sel.  You can ride on my Rehno if you want, but I'm not sure there's enough room for both of you.  I guess you'll just have to squeeze tight."<br/>Cerosene smiled, before turning back to her mount.  She grabbed the reigns, propelling herself upward and into a seating position.  Once she was sure the others were ready to leave, she began to move forward.  The Rehno groaned under the weight, but it would hold.<br/>"The out settlements were pretty much obliterated.  Some of them we haven't heard from in months, so we just assumed they were dead with the rest.  If you knew someone out here, well...."  Cerosene paused, glancing ahead briefly.  "There's a chance they are out there hiding."  Cerosene didn't feel like pressing the matter, so she turned to the road ahead.  In he distance, one could see the edge of the crag, and the twinkling lights of Tol'sel.<br/>"So, how about him?" Cerosene asked, pointing to Ozbourne.  "What's his story?"<br/><br/>***************************<br/>Two hours later.<br/><br/>A thousand particles of light swirled through the air.  Each formed it's own intricate pattern, unique in both movement and style.  The balls of blue light clung together, sticking to each other to the point where a single mass of light formed.  It radiated with energy, sending waves of electricity in the air around it.  The ball began to stretch, contorting and twisting into something else entirely.<br/><br/>First, it was the eyes.  They were easiest to regenerate, allowing him to see, but not speak.  The eyes darted back and forth,  searching the sands for them.  They were not to be seen, for they had left quite some time before.  He only wished he had given them more instruction, more information.  At the current rate of rejuvenation, it was unlikely he would find them at all.  If he could've sighed, he would have.  The days were waning away, and it seemed like time was running out.  He could only hope.<br/><br/>Hope.