Wrath's body meldered within the crowd and literally dissappeared, a smirk crossed his lips as one sharp fanged canine could be seen in the peircing darkness of the shadows of the populace. Walking out of the city gates there was a thick tree line which then traveled out into an ocean of dark green where the great forest lies. However Wrath had no intention of going into Wood elf terretory knowing the situation of the relations between Dark elves and thier [i]Kin[/] buisness wouldnt go down as well as some would hope, no, instead he turned East towards the land of sand where the blazing sun could rip the bones of a Titan if one would travel the deserts for weeks, but this being knew the deserts well. He had survived for months in the baren waste lands and now he would return with a new itemin store, a map to a location that was perticulare to him a place where he could end everything that severed the Darkelves and pushed them into the Frozen Icelands in the North. Revenge couldnt be sweeter, with this in toe he made his travel walking with a purpose to the side of the city walls and going across the grassylands that led towards the rolling hills, his own adventure had begun.