<div class="floatleft">(https://asset3.modelmanagement.com/mm-eyJ0Ijp7InIiOiIzMjAi/fSwiaWQiOiJpMzYxMzI5/IiwiZiI6InBuZyJ9.png)</div><strong>Name</strong>: Elias Watkins (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=280409.msg13785993#msg13785993)<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>March 1st, morning<br/><strong>Location:</strong>City streets in a strange fog<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Running shorts, blue tee shirt, headband, running shoes<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Tempest, Kamea, Victoria, open<br/><strong>Contents:</strong>Rescue mission.<br/><br/><hr/><br/>When Tempest mentioned the fog Elias looked around and skyward too. “I think you're right. Rather than dissipating it seems to be even thicker now than earlier. If it is unnatural it could be what's interfering with my ability to sense, though I can sense Victoria now.” He continued to move in the direction that he could sense the oldest of the cousins. He heard the sound of someone ahead just as the blonde at his did. Rather than immediately bringing up an energy ball though he scanned ahead with his extra sense. After just a moment he sigh and reached over to put a hand on Tempest's arm as she gathered her power together ready to attack. “Relax, it's just Kamea jumping ahead alone. Let's hurry.”<br/><br/>The half demon gripped the witch's arm firmly, but not painfully so, and headed quickly towards the two witches he could sense ahead of them. They, of course, saw the youngest first through the unnaturally dense fog. The oldest was still visually lost in the mist. There was some else odd about the fog that he had not really noticed before but did as he got closer. As they joined Kamea he spoke just loud enough for the two witches to hear. “I think I know why this fog doesn't seem right. It feels demonic to me. It's pulling at a part of me I don't bring to the surface.” He was still looking forward trying to see Victoria, he knew she was just a short distance in front of them.<br/><br/>After taking another step a figure started to become visible only it was not standing. It looked as though the person were on their knees. That would help to explain why they could not be spotted, he had been looking higher. Sure it was Victoria Elias completely forgot about her anger and his own as his concern for her became far more important. He rushed forward ready to defend her in whatever way he could. When she came into view though she was clearly alone and looked utterly defeated. He rushed to her knowing two of her cousins would be right behind him and dropped to his knees in front of her. Her eyes looked as clouded as the air they were in. He did not know what was wrong with her but figure the fog must be a part of it.<br/><br/>He thought for a moment then remembered a spell his grandmother had used and taught him. He quickly spoke the words that would call up a wind and the sunlight to remove the fog. Unless a demon or something were still there actively trying to maintain the mist his spell should have it cleared away in a matter of seconds. He then took Victoria's hands in his own and with concern heavy in his tone called her name.