Getting to the light did not seem all that easy.  No matter how much her will struggled, she was getting no nearer at the faint ray of hope.  Doubt and resignation began creeping in, threatening the embrace of oblivion.  No.  She can't give up!  Even if would take all of eternity, she had to try no matter what.  Better to struggle than the despair that awaits her.<br/><br/>Her efforts seem to bear fruit earlier than she thought as the she appear to be closing the gap to the growing light.  Or was it the one that was getting closing to her?  Soon she engulfed in its blinding flash, all white – a stark contrast to the infinite blackness she left behind.  And from out of the whiteness she discerned a hand? Its fingers outstretching, seemingly out in grabbing her, but the image soon gets seared out by the brightness which overwhelms her.  So bright, so blinding.<br/><br/>The brightness soon subsides and her view opens up slowly to a much more bearable and recognizable world, full of life and color.  That is where Jalna’s eyes were greeted by a handsome bearded man.  Quick thoughts of Veikko came to mind, but the man before her is not her foster father.  No.  His raiments weren’t the least barbaric nor utilitarian, covering whatever impressive physique she sure suspect he has.  This made Jalna blush but more so when she eventually discovered his firm hand pressed between her naked mounds, their tips already jutting and hard. A bright light seems to be emanating from underneath his pressing palm, which provided warmth and a tingling but soothing feeling. Before she could react though somebody grabbed both her arms and pulled them over her head, clasping them together by her wrists.  She now realizes that she is lying prone on her back, and was somewhere indoors, some tent from the looks of it.  Her free legs shifted restlessly, trying to establish  leverage on the floor while her chest heaved as it may against the man’s pressing hand.  But held as she was it was nay impossible for her to sit up, leaving her powerless as she just recently recovered from her near death experience.  Before she could crane her head to see the one the holding her down, the man finally spoke, catching her attention.  He jumped straight off in interrogating her.  She stared at him with fierce eyes, but at the mention of the Sunmaiden, her expression turned to that of disbelief.  This was further compounded when she finally caught glimpse of sun emblem painted in front on his vestments.  A symbol of Lux! How could this be?  Could such a person be consorting with inhuman creatures?<br/><br/>She then heard a feminine voice call out from behind, in a language Jalna did not know, which was no doubt belonging to the one holding her.  The man answered the unseen speaker in her language as he imposingly stood up and towered over the lying and held down half-naked girl.  Whatever they talked about resulted in her being released and allowing her to bear witness her former captor.  Something told Jalna that this dark elf before her was somehow responsible for her death.  She fearfully glanced at the suspected murder weapon sheathed at the side of the dark-skinned woman.  Thankfully, it seems she was told to leave, leaving Jalna and this man of Lux all alone.  She consciously covered her breasts in front this unknown man before she decided to answer him.<br/><br/>“I’m Jalna of the Karhu.  I was sent by my village to investigate a possible incursion near our lands.  Am I to assume you lead this force that threaten out territory?”<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">Rolled 12<br/>She is very surprised of someone claiming to be a follower of Lux is all.</div></div>