Zegeruss walked over to the group, oddly huttled together, as mala chanted some type of launguge he'd heard before. It was a shamanic ritual. He knew what she was doing, he only understood bits, but it was something about travel. He knew what she was up to. He got close to the group, and patted mala's shoulder lightly. "go for it." he said. He gave a knowlagable smile and looked up.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>