<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"The sssinging grew louder, it seems we are getting close to the source...", </blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/><br/>Shesskar stopped tilting his head to listen tot he sound of the song of the voice ...concentrating on it as he grinned and looked back at the woman he loved. " Such a sadness in the voice ..I mean ...it calls out to your soul almost . I wonder if it cries from being lonely or is a warning to all of us that pass by of the loss taken place here long ago. It is a shame the mountains can not speak and tell the tale ..of these people. I can not grasp in my mind how such a place could change and become one of such sorrow. I not sure if the singing is affecting me or not but I have this strange want to pay homage or like a despair that is seeping into my bones Sithera . " as he paused his talking and shifted looking about at the rest wondering if this song was affecting them as well . It was very rare this lizardman spoke so openly about his moods or the things of emotions that called either to his heart or soul . Yes maybe in private when no one was around he might attempt a softness for only one otherwise he was cold and shut down looking through others around as if they did not exist .<br/><br/>So any in hearing distance of him now would stop and look up at him ...several nodded to the man as if indicating they too felt the change inside. As they stood at the opening of this inlet ...but the woman who they folowed seemed in full command of her own emotions the heart set to the task given her from the Witch King. The dedication to the man was admirable ..the union of their nations had lead to peace and prosperity of their kind . It was on her wisdom this was done . Least in Shesskar's mind and many others with them this last part held as truth.<br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"letsss see what isss behind the corner, shall we...", </blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/><br/>As everyone stood waiting , ready for battle ...maybe all except one who stood prepared to step in front of her ...as Shesskar was the only one not looking forward but had his eyes looking directly at the woman he vowed to protect. The woman's mind peered through the walls .. and would see an emptiness ...but on the wall of the mountain ...what in god's name was this.<br/><br/>(http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y200/babycakes_0765/Ruins%20of%20Flaegra/Thedoor.jpg)<br/><br/>The singing seemed to be coming from inside and as the woman pressed inwards ...this was all the image she would see ...<br/><br/>(http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y200/babycakes_0765/Ruins%20of%20Flaegra/interiordoor.jpg)<br/><br/><br/>If she dared to push farther ...the image of one would come into view ...but as she did this the singing stopped ..the head of the woman was looking downward ...in Sithera's mind would come these words ... " You use a power given of a god to see through the cruse of these walls ...I have tasted of your men and they are without fear ...their hearts fall in line with yours ...the quest to search is as one ....one among you looks not to the quest but to the protection of you ...his heart well hidden but the admiration in it goes to his very core ...tell me one called Sithera would you forsake him to gain your quest ? Choose your next move wisely my dear for I have entombed the last long ago for their sins. Send me forth him if your quest means more."<br/><br/>(http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y200/babycakes_0765/Ruins%20of%20Flaegra/fighter.jpg)<br/><br/>