Glaive tried to close his eyes and finally get his long deserved rest, but every so often raindrops would trickle down from the leaves. He would try his best to ignore it but he found the task to be impossible. No matter where he laid or where he moved, rain still found a way to touch him.<br/>"I can't take this anymore." He grumbled. "Sometimes I wish I could control the weather instead."<br/>Glaive stood up from his resting spot and took off his shirt. With both hands he tried wringing out as much water as possible before putting it back on again.<br/>"I gotta find someplace warm before I get hypothermia." Glaive said to himself. He looked up at the elven village and envied it.