<span style="font-weight: bold">Glaive:</span>"It's nothing more than a minor burn. It will heal in time." Glaive said looking at his tail once more. The skin was now a bright red and peeled at some places. It stung at the slightest touch, but Glaive was too stubborn to see a nurse. He disliked nurses and doctors. He felt vulnerable next to them. Ashamed that they had to do something he couldn't. Not only that, but it felt as if they were helping him correct a mistake he had made.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Ric:</span>Ric thought Glaive looked kind of funny with such an odd looking tail, but knew it was best not to laugh out loud. Unless he wanted to be sent to the infirmary along with him.<br/>"So where is the chest now?" Ric asked Fexiryn.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Ark</span>"Curiosity is what killed the cat." Came a voice from behind Ric. The stranger approached the small group. "So the sating goes. My name is Ark. I'm glad to see some familiar faces . . . as well as unfamiliar ones. I have just recently come back from Brazil. Altair is heading there now."