Breakfast was a light affair of tea, and jerky, the ranger didn't want to be laden with a heavy meal on his stomach as they would be entering the mist today. His thoughts were on the Jia and what they might see within this mist. There was a possibility that her friends would appear, only they would be twisted by the strange changes the mist might cause. Undead or not, they would be abominations.<br/><br/>He moved over to the diminutive elf, and knelt down, "Jia," he spoke quietly, "are you prepared to see your friends within the mists...after they have been there for a several hours? I only ask to let you be aware they could appear. It would be a shock to anyone's system."