<strong>Eluv'yan Federan<br/>Woodland Clearing<br/>Somewhere North of Ostagar</strong><br/><br/>The horns caught Eluv'yan off guard. Enough so that she lost her balance as she was bending over to pick up something. She caught herself, then immediately surveyed the area as she hurriedly shoved items back into her pockets. It sounded like the horns of more darkspawn, but in the Wilds, nothing could be certain. She looked to Mathius who had been blabbering a question or two and replied with a rather hurried and serious tone.<strong>"No I have not." </strong><br/><br/>Eluv'yan could see that Mathius was now frantically looking for something, so she took the time to quickly search the dead that lay around them. Nothing but a ruin and a few daggers. She snagged the ruin and let the daggers lay. She then swiftly made her way to the limp and unconscious body of her mentor. Her weak arms gathered under neath him and she managed to partially hoist him onto her shoulder. He was such a large person compared to her, and her lack of energy was starting to get to her. Collapsing to the ground, on her knees, Eluv'yan was now struggling to get back onto her feet with Bor in her arms.<br/><br/>She looked over to Mathius running towards her, suggesting it was time to go.<strong> "No? I thought I'd just sit here and wait for the welcoming committee,"</strong>she barked as she managed to get one foot underneath her.<strong>"Help me out here or we will all be dinner for the ogres."</strong>After obtaining another foot underneath her, she lifted with her legs, and was able to stand up again. Hopefully this time Mathius would help her out.<strong>"Did you at least find what you were looking for? For we have no time to linger."</strong>