Cu'scath was ready to dismiss the whole group, leave the clearing, and head back for his home. In fact, he opened his mouth to say the whole thing was ridiculous and he was leaving. His magic rose inside him, though, stronger than he had ever felt it. It was telling-no, demanding-that he stay there. After battling it for a moment, Cu'scath submitted to it's power.
"I'll watch first." he said.

(Gahness..my internet's been down for three days..sorry, guys..I'll post once I get my bearings again.)

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"I'll take the second wake me up when you need to rest, like in two or three hours ok?" Karina said. She nodded and smiled at Cu'scath and went to find a comfertable spot on the ground.

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Cu'scath just nodded back to Karina, and started silently pacing the edges of the clearing. He kept a hand on his sword hilt, just in case. His golden eyes shone in the dark, and his fur-tipped ear was pointed forward, listening.

Constince swung up into a tree and streached out along a limb. She had never really cared for sleeping on the ground. She didn't sleep ... She would rest, but that wasn't the same thing. She watched as the clearing grew dark.

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Karina spread out her bead roll and fell into a light sleep. She tried not to dream so no nightmares snuck up on her.

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Corvyn sighed and sunk back against a tree, then dissapeared completely as a breeze once again stirred the dry leaves piled below the large oak tree he now invisibly leant against. He would keep watch, even if there were others here. He had often gone several days straight without a wink of sleep, and this time was no exeption. Especially with so many strangers around. They may be like him, but they were strangers none of the less.

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Nothing moved in the forest shadows. Cu'scath settled down, sitting with his knees drawn up in front of him. He may have looked relaxed, but his body was tensed, ready to jump up at the smallest sound or motion from the trees.

Constince closed her eyes allowing her mind to wander through the dark clearing. She mentally stirred the leaves with a fleeting thought.

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Karina rolled in and out of dreams, never lingering on one for too long. She tried to push all emotions out of her mind, but her vast exhaustment was too much.

(is exhaustment a word? I kinda just made it up i think _

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Nathaniel lingered in the shadows; trying to sleep, but about as cold and confused and lost as a boy could be. His thoughts battled with one another, dramatically wagin war in his head, and unconsciously he kept drawing back into a misty shape.

No, no, stop it... accursed transformations, he thought, struggling to stay entirely human.

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(hehe. Sorry for disappearing from the forum. Can anyone tell me what's been going on?)

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(We just discussed where the heart was and were taking night shifts. Nothing really but yeah i think that covers it.)

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Meanwhile as all of this was going on, Caladanya followed them, still in her mist form. But now she deemed it was time to reveal herself. She made sure she was in view of the guard. She didn't like the idea of being killed immediately. Especially since she was asked to be part of this mission or whatever it was. She turned into her cold human form.

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I was cured all right.

Not far from where the party lay, a stocky young man with red hair sat down, relieving himself of his traveling pack, and leaned against a tree. His locks were a vivid shade of scarlet and fell to his eyebrows, curled at the end. He had a mischievous grin and shockingly bright but friendly green eyes. Though he was handsome, his face held a boyish quality. His ears sloped into a harsh point and his physique was well-chiseled from hours of practice with the broadsword slung across his back.

With a yawn, he fixed his eyes onto the pile of logs he had arranged. He grinned and blinked. They burst into flame, crackling merrily. He chuckled with satisfaction. His ability to control fire had only been discovered two years ago. It had started small. Candles distinguishing at will. But he was a Vilrae; known for their abilities to master magic and weapons. He had trained and his powers had progressed. Though now all it took was a second to turn his whole body into a mass of fire, it was still the best feeling in the world to wield his gift.

So he did. Keb removed his sword and stood up, walking into the fire. His skin instantly turned from flesh to fire still maintaining its human form.

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Corvyn, obeying his pin point reflexes and instincts, emedietly jumped invisibly when he realized that another body had just entered the scene. Silently floating from his position on the ground, he hovered over the newcomer, a water elementalist for sure, unseen.

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