Baraxan chuckled as the man ran away he knelt besides Snow scratching just behind her ears and slid his hand down over her back. He was just standing up getting ready to continue back into the main part of the encampment when a voice stopped him.<br/><br/>“Thats a very interesting Direwolf normally they are black as night.” The man he noticed as he turned to face him was an Elf.<br/><br/>“She does seem to be very special.” Baraxan retorted with that the Elf simply turned and walked away. He was not sure what to take from the Elfs words he simply shrugged and headed to the main tents of the encampment. As he passed many came to yell their congratulations to him, even some of the woman running up offering him trinkets. He sighed they always did this whenever he accomplished anything he thought it quite unfair that he was treated different than the others. The main tent was guarded but as he approached the tent was opened for him and Snow.<br/><br/>The center of the tent a fire pit was burning filling the area with warmth around it sat the eight high shaman of the clans curiously the oracle was here as well. He walked forward sitting at the small cushion placed just beyond the circle but so he and everyone could see each other.<br/><br/>“I have finished my task the direwolf next to me is Snow. Also the goblins and orcs have been searching for something just over a day trip from here.” Baraxan explained<br/><br/>The head Shaman looked curiously at Snow. “How strong is your hold on the direwolf?”<br/><br/>Baraxan chuckled “She follows me because she wishes to I hold no power over her.”<br/><br/>None of the old men showed any signs of fear some wore curious expressions others were almost awestruck. The old man was about to speak again but the oracle cut him off.<br/><br/>“Did anything else happen?” Her piercing gaze told him it would be best to tell her everything. He recounted his journey to them all then started explaining the dreams he had been having. Everyone had gone silent their faces downcast all except the oracle her eyes bulged as he retold the dreams. The silence was unnerving as he waited for any of them to say anything the oracle was what seemed to him to be a look of shock and wonder. As one the elders stood all turned to him a curiously bowed to him keeping their faces downcast.<br/><br/>Baraxan was confused these men bowed to no one let alone should not bow to him. “Please you….” He was cut off by a laugh from the oracle his eye's going to her noticing that her posture and expression showed that of profound respect.<br/><br/>“Let me explain.” She started as the men sat down “You are what is called a Seer we do not teach anyone about this as very few can obtain it, The last seer was over a century ago you are already more powerful than the men sitting in front of you, However you also have the power of the oracles as well which in time you will be more powerful than me.”<br/><br/>His mouth wouldn't work he had so many questions that he needed answered but couldn't think where to start.