(Okay, I'm back. Glyph, first off, I don't know what you're talking about with the whole 'poking fun at me' thing. I honestly either haven't noticed, or I've taken it in good humour and then forgotten about it. I don't blame you for post-skimming, as I have a habit myself of reading things thoroughly, but forgetting the little details a while along the line, so after a page or so I might post something which makes no sense at all, like someone being in one place and suddenly appearing in another and walking somewhere else entirely. And as for the whole 'Misty' thing, it turns out he said we can start already, so I was wrong on that one :3 And Cruor was right! Leading me on to my next point...<br/><br/>I'm sorry for going off at you like that, man. I was, as I said, tired and somewhat annoyed that you'd just gone ahead and posted while I was offline, as I thought you'd read that post. Although I see how easy it was to misinterpret my message. I was going to post something that would let Artair meet up with her anyways, as long as Glyph is okay with playing with both of us. If not, really, don't worry about it. I'll send Artair in later at some point. For now, I was thinking that Artair could maybe be a member of the village that Renata is protecting? And he's always been fascinated in her, so one day he comes to see her and confess how he feels. Sound good? If Glyph doesn't want to do two at once, you carry on. I refuse to deprive you of your fun just because I said so! I'd send him after someone else in that case)<br/><br/>(And, @Diggersby, welcome to the forums!)<br/><br/>Kate is fast asleep in her cave right now, snoring her head off with loud rumbles that can be heard from Shawn's position.<br/><br/>Meanwhile, Leila soars over the nearby ocean off the east coast, searching for signs of stranded humans. She would do this three times a day, just to try and help anyone who got washed up, which was somewhat of a frequent occurrence.<br/><br/>Miles would be able to hear some deep breathing from somewhere nearby... Whatever it was was clearly huge, and asleep, somewhere through the trees behind him.