<span style="color: #80BFBF">"Do you think that it's dangerous?" Levainlain whispered.<br/><br/>Stacy shifted his gaze from the creature to Levainlain and shrugged. He wasn't so sure himself if the creature was hostile. His hands moved to the leather belt that was attached to his trousers and then realized that he might have dropped his dagger when he was sneaking up behind the group.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">"Master Guardian!"</span> A familiar winged inhabitant of Kristin Forest called. <span style="font-style: italic">"Why is there this...hand creature blocking the way?"</span> The lore-keeper called Mulberry asked. Stacy looked back again at the creature and his eyes widened. The creature drew a bear-octopus-shark to life and ran behind it. The Shape-shifter watched the reptilian creature peeking out. It reminded him of an infant who would seek sanctuary from behind their parent. <br/><br/>The creature climbed up the nearest tree. Stacy made a few steps towards it but suddenly he heard the branch beneath the reptilian snap. <span style="font-style: italic">"Watchout!"</span> The young man held his hand out, terrified to what will become of the creature if it hit the ground, and the huge fingernails that dug into the bark did not hold enough. The creature hit the ground hard, and from the look of it, the reptilian creature went unconscious.<br/><br/>It did not take longer before Levainlain and Jeremi followed after and Stacy pulled aside letting them do what they knew better than him. But one thing picked his curiosity: A satchel and the scroll that was barely sticking out from an opening.<br/><br/>A moment latter, Levainlain was trotting quickly after Jeremi and Stacy fell into steps beside the two but something made him pause in mid-way to the house. Far away in the distance, a light blue wisp of light appeared in the air and gradually elongated along a path to something or someone. An immense tree hid the rest of the path and where it ended. The young man suspected that something was clearly wrong but he had no desire to mingle in the unknown. He noticed the absence of the demonic creature and wondered if the demon had anything to do with the manifestation of the blue wisp.<br/><br/>Stacy's eyebrows arched and followed the rest into Levainlain's house. The house was familiar to him. It reminded him of the very first day that the Elf invited him to rest. It was the first time that Stacy ventured into the forest and had nowhere to go. He did not stay in the Elf's house for too long but accepted to spend couple of nights before he went seeking his own home. He walked slowly towards what looked like the kitchen.<br/><br/>Resting a hand against the wall, Stacy watched Levainlain moving a small log to the fire with the snap of his fingers, and laid the kettle over it. He then began to warm cider, and sat six dainty ceramic mugs onto the dining table in a cluster.<br/><br/>Stacy curled his hand in a fist and used the back of his index finger to tap it against the wall, notifying Levainlain of his presence. <span style="font-style: italic">"Hello... How is the creature doing? Any chance it may survive? I have noted a lot of blood loss."</span> He asked quietly and bit the inside of his bottom lip. He moved to a chair and sat, then leaned forward a little bit with his elbows resting on his knees. He took a deep breath and his eyes captured the sunlight which flickered through the tree boughs as then began to wonder. <span style="font-style: italic"><span style="font-weight: bold">Why was the lizard sneaking up behind them, watching? Where did he come from? But most importantly, what exactly the satchel contained.</span></span> Stacy thought. <span style="font-style: italic"><span style="font-weight: bold">It did look heavy enough to contain a few objects. I saw the tip of what looked like a scroll. I'm sure I did... The event could not have been just a coincidence.</span></span><br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">"He's up"</span> Came Jeremi's voice. Stacy ran his fingers over his hair and rubbed the back of his neck, shifting his eyes to Levainlain and then to the mumbling creature.<br/><br/>The lizard looked between the elf and something else. Stacy then realized that it was the same satchel that he saw with the lizard. <span style="font-style: italic">"Please don't tell me you read those..."</span> The creature said. <br/><br/>Stacy slowly rose from his seat. <span style="font-style: italic">"What exactly are you?"</span> He tilted his head and asked in a friendly tone, an expression of great curiosity forming on his face.</span>