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Orion yawned as he pulled his coat on, "were here?" he asked, scratching his head as he looked around.

Grining as he walked towards the mast he grabed a rope from the deck and scaled up to the crows net. He clamberd out onto the cross within the sail and tied a rope, walking back he sat down within the crowsnest and had a ciggarette, holding onto the rope.

When he had finished the smoke he stood up and jumped off the crows nest, ueing the rope to throw him closer to shore.

Landing in the water he swam as quickly as he could towards the shore.
He had noticed a few sharks had comewithin the area, smelling the blood from a recent wound. His image distorted and Reapeard near the shore line. Exausted and barely able to move he used as much strength as he could to swim to shore.

colapsing on the beach he closed his eye and went back to sleep his hand slipping into his coat, gripping the hilt of his dagger his knuckels turning white from the pressure his grip was provideing..

Camthalion looked up from the sheets and smiled. "I have, young one. Please take a seat." He offered her a seat closest to the bed. He took a few moments to recollect his thoughts before starting.

"Child, I am sure Witum has told you about what I am about to discuss, about you deep attachment with Miles. Speaking as a third party member, I will speak from the bottom of my corrupted heart, but heart nevertheless. Your...relationship with Miles could make things complicated when we arrive at the Arrid Wastes. There are things with you two have yet to figure out. Witum and I are worried that the relationship you share with the human will jeopardize our overall objective. I did not bring you here to say you may never see him again; I have no authority to say such a thing. However, in all retrospect, your attachment with him may cause him to do something out of character. The Wastes is a place where many have journeyed and died, and losing you would cause him to do something that will affect the rest of us.

"This may be hard to comprehend, young one, but I have had my fair share of relationship problems. This is the end result." He removed a bit of his bandage on his arm, showing not skin, but pure darkening muscle and dead tissue. "My attachment to you have cause the internal damages in me to corrode my body further. My first wife started this trend when she decided to leave me for someone else in our tribe. Don't follow the same fate as I have lead. Cease this romantic relationship with Miles for the time being. Both of your fates, as well as the rest of our company, will depend on the decisions you and Miles make for the rest of the journey." Camthalion wrapped his hand again with the bandages, waiting for her reply.

Witium unshealthed one sword swiftly and bopped Miles gently on the head with the blunt side, "It's that short temper of yours." He shealthed his sword and sat up on the ship's railing, "People are gonna try and upset you just to break your focus. Now, we need every ally we need to fight our enemies, if we lose you the team as a whole is weakened." The elf crossed his arms and flicked his long blonde hair aside, "So here's basically what I'm sayin, if ya don't stay focused you'll fall and then the team will fall...that includes Yousei."

While talking he used various ahnd jestures and such, "I'm just telling you this so your aware and more ready."

Witium bowed to Miles and rushed to where Yousei and the rest were, "Whats up guys?" He looked over the side to see Orion passed out on the beach. The elf shook his head and started climbing his way down to the beach, "What the hell...I thought this thief was smart."

While shaking his head he looked up to the girl in front of Orion and a werecat. Instinctivly he drew both of his long swords and looked sternly towards the werecat, "Ahh, even lycans exist on this continent." Although something puzzled him, the girl by the werecat was calm and unharmed, "Hmm...miss do you...own this lycan?" He'd never heard of such a thing happening but he figured he'd ask non the less.

Witium tapped his swords together and then shealthed them, "I've been in a boat for a straight week and have grown stiff." He cracked his fingers and tightened his fists, "So come on Lycan, lets see what your race can really do." The elf grinned and slide his feet into a fighting position and waited patiently for a response.

Being cramped up inside a boat for so long had slightly ruined his judgement and stirred up restlessness emensly.