Jack had arrived at the elven village that they had accidentally burned down. Well, actually it was Glaive's fault. They could have slept soundly with the elves instead of on the rocky floors of a cave, no thanks to him. Jack could see that the elves had already succeeded in rebuilding much of their damaged home. He just hoped they would listen to what he had to say and not attack on sight. Jack looked at Leela and gave a firm nod before warily approaching the group of elves.<br/><br/>------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br/><br/>The last drops of rain battered the dry leaves that clung to the branches of the trees.  Out in the distance the sky grew lighter and more golden as daylight broke over the horizon and illuminated the dark storm clouds that sped across the sky. Looking out of the woods, Glaive couldn't rid his mind of all the events that transpired between him and his former friends.<br/>"I can't believe what Aurion said to me. I save the guys life from a burning elven town and this is the thanks I get? I've saved everyone's hides on more than one account and they didn't even have the courtesy to give me a simple thank you." Glaive fumed. "What are you still doing here?" Glaive said to Cuno.<br/>"I'm here to guide and protect you as The Diety commands of me." Cuno replied.<br/>"Well you're sure doing a bloody fantastic job!"<br/>"Thank you." Cuno chimed.<br/>"Aaaahhhhhh....Go away! I don't need you!"<br/>"But you just said . . ."<br/>"Go home, Cuno! GO HOME!" Glaive ran off into the woods to try and lose him. He was sick and tired of it all. He was angry, upset, but most of all sad. Sad for himself. He hated himself most of all and all the things that made who he was.<br/><br/><span style="color: red">*SPOILER ALERT*</span>Next post is Glaive's backstory.