Morys felt stupid trying to understand what the feline Anithrope was trying to say. He understood what he thought was 'first' but the rest seemed to be a jumbled mess. Then she growled at Tii in her even more unusual language, a translation maybe?<br/><br/>"I can take third too, if you would like," Tii said in common, though mostly to the feline Anithrope. "I don't need as much sleep as humans do, and quite enjoy the early morning."<br/><br/>"Some rest and maybe a chance to actually get to know each other would be nice. Shall we head inside?" Morys asked.<br/><br/>Tii's brow suddenly furrowed and she listened hard. "Someone's coming, and they aren't alone."<br/><br/>"Goblins?" Morys asked, putting a hand on one of his swords.<br/><br/>The Elf shook her head. "Demons. I don't think they know where we are yet, but they're here, in the forest." She could hear their loud crashing feet, as well as some shouts in their language.<br/><br/>"Do we run, hide, or fight?" Morys asked.<br/><br/>She continued to listen. "It sounds like they are spreading out, and coming from nearly a half mile away. They don't know where we are at least, but we need to keep our voices low and figure out what we're doing now!"<br/><br/><br/>~~~~<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF4000">Laraine stood by, overlooking the group of wizards. They were standing around the blood fountain, three of them, their backs to the fountain and their arms raised, holding the portals open for the Demons to walk straight from their island and into Goblin Forest. The portals themselves looked like mirrors almost, except they didn't reflect the world around them, but showed the forest.<br/><br/>One of the wizards swayed, and his hood fell off, revealing the same Brothian that Krastyo had passed sitting near this very same fountain with his vampire mistress. His usually dark skin looked ashen and his eyes looked sunken.<br/><br/>The Demons formed rows near the portals, each one quick to dash through. Nearly the entire population of the island was gathered. They stepped through their respective portals in near unison. Three, six, nine, twelve.<br/><br/>The Brothian swayed again, nearly falling forward on his face. The portal he was holding open seemed to ripple as if it were a floating pool of disturbed water. The Brothian straightened himself up again, and the portal resumed it's pristine picture.<br/><br/>Fifteen.<br/><br/>Laraine looked around at the remaining demons, trying to decide what power would be best qualified.<br/><br/>Eighteen.<br/><br/>"Bogdan!"<br/><br/>The Brothian collapsed, and all three puddles vanished the second he hit the ground.<br/><br/>Laraine's fists and jaw clenched with her frustration. It seemed she was just seconds too late with her command.<br/><br/>"Aye!" shouted a Demon as he stepped out of line and walked over to stand near the fountain.<br/><br/>Laraine half-sighed and half-yelled her frustration. "Transfer blood into him before he dies. Make sure he is ready to re-open the portal once they have the item."<br/><br/>"Yes Ma'am!" Bogdan said, and kneeled near the Brothian. He held out a an open hand, fingers stretching towards the fountain, and blood sprang from it like a living thing. It entered the Brothian's eyes. The Brothian began screaming, but the blood only continued streaming through his eyes and then into his open mouth as well. Bogdan used his blood magic to force the blood into the Brothian's veins and arteries. Of course, this was risky, forcing unknown blood into a human body. His body could reject the blood, which would cause his own body to kill him. The effects would take up to a full day, and, until then, he would be able to function as if the blood were his own, as if the Vampire had never nearly drained him.<br/><br/>"Do you think enough went through?" One of the other Demons asked Laraine.<br/><br/>She tossed her black hair and sneered. "They have about 24 hours, or they won't have a way to return."</span>