Foran felt the splash of frigid water on his slightly burnt skin went they hit the water. He has seen Ashy dive off the boat and into the water, seeing her come up on the shore he watched her run off and wondered if he would ever see her again.<br/><br/>The other elf sat on the farthest point she could from him. “It seems ignorance isn't just a human trait.” all to loudly muttering. Then saying directly to her “Some part of me wishes I let those pirates tear you open.” Stepping off the edge of the boat before she could get much of a come back he walked up the shore and to the edge of the cave village.<br/><br/>“I don't like this place...” The feeling of unease was always within him, like something was watching him. Even when he was not in the village he felt like he had eyes on his back. That's not what bothered him about this village. In his minds eye he saw the buildings on fire and the world starting to quake under him, the feeling of doom left an imprint on the houses.  It was the darkness, or the soundlessness spell that must have been cast over the abandoned buildings, minds were easy things to play around with, the lack of sound and the dark that made it hard to see anything around them Foran found it an easy answer for why everyone was bothered by this place.<br/><br/>Walking up and tearing a plank of wood off a house, nothing to important just an average arm length pile looking log. Saying a few words with his hand on the top of it he lit the wood on fire and threw it into the street. “I'm going to get a fire started, everyone should start looting the houses and see what they can find.” Nearly tearing a outer house apart plank by blank, either slashing at it with his swords or pulling it apart with his bare hands, making his arms and legs stronger with magic so his bones wouldn't just snap. They had a rather large pile of fire wood after a few minutes.<br/><br/>“Dawn, mind helping me with something?” He asked and nodded over to a house. “Something I wanted to talk to you about.”<br/><br/>Without waiting for his he padded his skeletal feet on the cave floor over to the nearly torn apart house and into a bed room of the place looking around at the soft looking bed and the dresser packed full of cloths. It looked like the place had been lived in and like the family that lived here left without taking anything with them.<br/><br/>“You don't still happen to have any of that magic that druid girl gave you, do you? I'm just worried about that, there is no way someone like her would have that kind of power. I'm still worried about how little we know about her, we just kind of got forced into this whole mess...” Foran realized he was the only one left who had been here from the start. It made him feel a little more alone than he was before.<br/><br/>Grunting and leaning against the dresser. “What I wanted to ask is if you still wanted me around. It seems no one else here does. Blind fold does but she can hardly chose if she wants to kill or bang anyone here...” It may have sounded bad but she was the only thing even close to a friend he had on this boat. Looking at Foran you could see the pale scars off the dim fire light from the torch he had set up in the room, the dark bags under his eyes. It was clear he hadn't slept in a long time and wouldn't even be close to say this if he wasn't still half drunk, half hungover.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>