Picking up what little dignity he had left, Foran groaned at the thought of being told off by another elf if he tried to impress her, even if he had been staring at her crotch for the last half hour.<br/><br/>He admired the look the red sun had over his pale skin, he had torn his cloak and his bare arms were now exposed, making his tunic more like a tank top. He looked over to the human and was about to step in and defend the elf. “<b>she saved my life, she's staying</b>” is what he would have said, but then the elf pulled aside her loin cloth and walked off.<br/><br/>First instinct was to run up and thank her, he wanted to really make a connection, find someone he could be a friend too, Foran longed for a group that would accept him. Maybe saying he hated all humans was getting in the way of that?<br/><br/><b>“I'm going that way</b>” He muttered before he trudged off after the elf. He made his way to the back of the group. He looked over the red sun on his pale skin again, it almost made him look normal, tanned skin, maybe a little sun burnt. He noticed his claw was missing, the glove with the long metal points, he only had one now, groaning at its loss he hunched over even further.<br/><br/>He stopped and looked back at Razor. He younger Ramen was looking towards the plains. Foran wondered what he was thinking and stopped. He walked over and the two Ramen looked to each other, Foran stood upright and Razor moved his arms around.<b>“It's not safe, I could have killed her.</b>” Though Razor was tough he did have a heart.<br/><br/>Foran nodded and talked a little bit more to his friend. Razor put his hand on Foran's shoulder.<b> “Stay safe”</b>Was the last word before his turned on his heel.<br/><br/>Foran wanted to say goodbye, this would be the first time he was away from His friend since they had been imprisoned together. Poetically he felt a pain at the word goodbye, like it meant that this would be the last time they met. He hoped maybe in his travels he would meet the wild Ramen again.<br/><br/>He turned slowly back towards the group and hid his wet eyes from the gaze of everyone in the group. He didn't want to talk about it, But knew questions would be thrown his way.<br/><br/><b>“Razor left to join back up with the Ramen who helped us a long time ago. He had enough food and a tent, he will be fine on his own.</b>” He paused unbreaking his staring contest with the dirt around his feet.<br/><br/>Perhaps Razor would meet his own group, find a nice girl and live a more peaceful life, Foran knew that it wasn't the life for him, he always seemed to be drawn to violence. First in the forest, than in slavery, and now with sex crazed pixies.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>