<em>Neria Zathrieal, coming to the mysterious town that had appeared in a bolt of light.</em><br/><br/>There was one thing that bothered the elven priestess about traveling through a forest such as this.  The fact that orcs loved such places more than her elven kin did for a start, the one race that she hated nearly as much as the Drow, save for a very select few of course.  The Do'Urdens were very close friends to the elven cleric that walked towards where the rumored light show had appeared in the heavens, having seen visions of the place from Corellan Larathain.  All she saw was the place appearing out of the 'storm' that had shook the very ground, and then a single sentence whispered on the wind.  "Go to this place."  Why had not been explained, nor would she question her god's will as she found the ditch where Kyle had slain his first orcs.  The site was a day old, but her sea green eyes could easily pick out the signs of what had occurred here.  The setting sun was just high enough to pick out the details, but then her eyes fell upon tire tracks, and she had no idea what to make of them since they were far too big to be a horse drawn carriage.  Then her eyes fell upon the black river of stone, and she knew she had the right place as she laid her eyes upon the town for the first time....in a way.<br/><br/>"By the gods, it was real?!"  She gasped in shock, having half hoped that it wouldn't be because this place was outside the norm for this world, and thus she feared it on instinct alone.  Still, she could feel no ill will coming from the place, just that it was unusually quiet was all.  Taking her first steps onto the stone roadway, unaware she was in danger of being hit by a passing vehicle, Neria walked silently on in her elven chainmail, a sword and shield strapped to her person along with a brown leather pack on her back.  She walked on, hoping to find answers to her many questions.<br/><br/>---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br/><br/><em>Giselle and David Do'Urden - piling into Kyle's Jeep with Bryn, Viviana, and Tiagar.</em><br/><br/>Despite a very curious look from her brother, Giselle took Kyle up on the offer of sitting in his lap.  She didn't really have a choice though since the human assassin among them had a stick up her ass and had taken one of the few seats that were available.  David sat down in one of the few spots left and got comfortable as best as he could and made the most of the strange assortment of people he found himself with.  Well, the humans not of their world were the strange ones anyway, Viviana and Tiagar he could relate to despite his own mixed blood that allowed him better night and infrared vision than most races that walked on the surface, among other gifts.  Giselle was comfy despite the strange way the two were situated, her leaning over and back far enough for him to drive and see past her, and wishing she could make Bryn disappear for putting her in this position since Kyle's knees were exactly comfy on her butt....although her armor probably wasn't comfortable for Kyle either.  Still, there wasn't any sense in complaining since thankfully the woman's own ride wasn't that far from the castle from what she could tell, and if Giselle had anything to say about it she'd be walking home if she didn't drive herself as soon as they got there.