Watching her shake her head in fear, Franklin turned back to Wind. "My apologies, Great Spirit, it seems my guest is a bit frightened by what she sees, so I shall ask on her behalf. We request an answer to her dilemma. She is of my kind, a magical creature caught between human and animal forms, without the ability to fully assume the guise of humanity. We implore you to assist us in this matter, great spirit of the winds." He tightened his grip on her hand, hoping for her that Wind could do something about her problem.<br/><br/>"I am sorry, young Shagoth, but the process was started by an earthly mage of great power, and as such can only be finished by such magic. You know that earthen and spirit magic cannot mix. But maybe you will find the answer in the place you seek. I know you wish to ask me of the Dragoon Valley, and you are closer than you think. travel due north for 2 more days, and you shall find what you seek." Wind's voice had calmed greatly, resuming the feeling of a gentle breeze along his skin.<br/><br/>Turning back to the Unicorn woman with a sad look on his face, he shook his head. "I'm sorry, I knew it was a long shot, but I still had hope. Come, let us go and get some rest for tomorrow." He turned to the Spirits around them. "Thank you great spirits for allowing us passage here. you knowledge and time are greatly appreciated." With a heavy sigh, the world around them started to fade.<br/><br/>Franklin opened his eyes, still sitting in front of the fire. Looking over, he noticed that she was still right there, her eyes still closed. He felt sorry for her, unable to completely transform, how lonely must that be. "Listen, the valley, I'm sure some of the Dragoon's have magic powerful enough to finish what has been started. Do you trust me to lead you there?"