Carter slowely wakes up, and with a spark of energy from the drink finds he can levitate easily to catch up with the group.

Lorlyn glanced at Carter, noticing that he was coming to. "Easy. You've got to rest some. Do you think you can manage to tell us more about the people who ambushed you?" asked Lorlyn.

(This is slowing down a bit...) "I don't know... I can't remember anything... I remember dogs, lots of them, at least 3 to every tribesman..." Carter glances around, "they spoke of a magical stone, when they saw me they attacked me shouting, 'kill the competetor!'. I pretended to die, and being out cold helped..."

(yes it is. I don't think Nim has been on as much) "How strange. Well you rest. We need you to heal as fast as possible and get your strength back up" Lorlyn paused and got some water and some more herbs and turned back to Carter "Here why don't you drink some more water. It'll help you rest and heal" said lorlyn as she held the water up to Carter's mouth.

(sorry sorry work sucks) "A magical stone? I don't think there are any of the power stones left......i heard they were all destroyed. Unless it's something new."

"unless someone spread a rumor no magical power stones being left so that people wouldn't search. If one were to find out it weren't true then that someone is bound to search for one. How many were there all together?" asked Lorlyn. (I'm assuming a magicial power stone is some sort D&D thing?)

(I'm going on the whole elemental stones thing like fire stones and earth stones to allow control of the elements) "There was or are six. Fire, Earth, Water, Air, Light and Dark. They were supposedly hidden and then destroyed after they were deemed to dangerous to be used. One man with say the Fire stone could rip this world apart with Volcanoes."

"it sounds like we should keep an eye out for those stones then. If those people are really looking for one or all of those stones we could be in serious trouble"

Name: Mirar Class: Mage/Cleric Race: Human Age: 2500 (but he looks 35 :D ) Items: A belt holding a waterskin, some spices, and his wand slot. Weapon: This thick twig-like thing with an orb attached. People don't believe it's actually a wand. Mirar strode across the land. He couldn't believe his eyes. Right in front of him was a group of people! He rushed to them, and in his haste, tripped over the hem of his white robe. Mirar picked himself up and continued moving toward the crowd. Waving desperately, Mirar hoped he had caught their attention. Being trapped on this island for a year had not done good to the acolyte. (By the way, can I be Tya's acquaintance? I find it a little weird that I was on the island at the same time as her but never communicated with her. So that means that Tya was hiding my identity or something. Then I come and join you all, and realise "hey Tya's here!". Whether or not you want to be suspicious of me is up to you :D I'm going to be the main healer from then on then. Thanks.)

(ok cool, I'm being a little vague about things anyway so that would give me an excuse. Although I might pretend not to know you for a bit, if that's okay, then I'll probably have to admit to the truth, whatever that may be.) Tya raised her head wiping some grime of the day onto her forehead. Out of the corner of her vision she saw a streak of white and turned to face it, then blinked. Damn, it was him. What was he doing here? She turned back quickly hoping the others hadn't noticed him either. Damn, what was he doing?

One of them had seen him! Mirar waved even more frantically. There was something strange, though. The woman who had looked at him frowned and turned away. Mirar gasped in realisation: It was Tya!

Lorlyn looked up from Carter and glanced at the stranger. She stood up and walked towards the edge of their sort of circle and waited for the stranger to come closer. (now what were we doing before...? I'll have to look it up later. I've got to go now)

Mirar froze. He had seen Tya's frown and wondered, Maybe she didn't want them to find out about me. Rationalizing, Mirar decided, If I don't join them, I may not find a way off this island! I may be stuck here forever! The cleric staggered toward the people, willing the pain from his bruises away.

"greetings stranger" said lorlyn watching the stranger as he came closer for any signs of danger, ready to attack if he proved dangerous.

Mirar flinched as a female greeted him. That accent... Definitely an elf. He sensed the aura of magical power around her. Not only that, also a mage. This elf mage positioned herself in a defensive stance as Mirar got closer. She obviously did not trust strangers. The last elf mage he had seen was the Queen of Elves, and that had been over four hundred years ago; she had also been aware of others. Taking a deep breath, Mirar greeted the elf, "Greetings to you too, Lady Elf Mage. I am Mirar, a noble cleric and acolyte. May I joi-" Mirar stopped short as she detected something amiss. He hurried pushed his way through the crowd until he came to a heavily injured man on the ground. He sent his mind inwards and gasped in shock: This man had been poisoned! And not just poisoned, but poisoned by one of the most potent poisons I have ever known about! Mirar opened his eyes and announced calmly, "This man has been poisoned by the Anonycardiacaviper Poison. It is most often undetected till the last moments of life, and he needs to be treated immediately." With neither hesitation nor consent from the others, Mirar sent his mind inwards again, and started the battle with the Anonycardiacaviper Poison. (The *Anonycardiacaviper Poison* is a poison which is extremely strong, but is usually only detected in the last five minutes of the victim's life. The poison needs to enter the bloodstream through either a knife or an arrow, seeps through all immunity systems without getting resisted, and finally makes its way to the heart.) (Anony - unknown/unseen/undetected) (cadiaca - heart-related) (viper - caused by entry into bloodstream) (poison - deadly and fatal substance) *This is all made up.*