The blue haired man slowly made his way along the cobblestone path, his head was hung and his walk looked less then healthy. If he was a wanderer, he must have been traveling for days, if a soldier, he must of escaped the worse battle of his life.

His footsteps slowed and his head rose before scanning slowly across the wooden houses around him until landing on what he was hoping to find. An inn. His feet slide over the path as he made his way closer and closer until his hand reach the doorknob and he was able to enter.

As he entered, all eyes slowly turned towards him and everything went silent.

"Food please…" the man muttered out unsure if anyone had heard him before falling forward onto the ground.

"Is he alright?"

"Who is he?"

"Where did he come from?"

"He will be fine," a soothing voice said although the man could not see, his eyes were to heavy to open at the current time, "All he needs is some food and rest. As to who he is, no one knows. It seems that he was spotted entering the city only minutes before passing out on the floor but judging from his clothes, he is a far way away from home."

The voices around him slowly started to die down before the soothing voice spook again, "Now I must ask for all you to leave, my patient is healing. When the spell-caster arrives, please, send him up."

"Who… who are you?" The nameless man asked through his closed eyes.

"I am Granit," The man said, "I am the doctor of Finallicaty, if you would even call me a doctor. I keep people alive until the spell-caster arrives. May I ask who you are and how you came to be here?"

The man slowly pulled his eyes open and slowly pushed himself up, "My name is Ike, I am nothing more then a wanderer. I left my home nearly two years ago and since then I have been wandering, trying to find out who I am but the answer is never clear. I was once a Mercenary but left that after only a few months, left my family, left my friends and I have yet to see, hear or speak to them…"

"I am sorry," the doctor said with a gentle voice as his head feel slowly letting his hair fall over his face, "I must say that is a sad story but what ever possessed you to go on in the condition you were in?"

"I guess it's the need to escape. I left without word and have been afraid that maybe one day, they would find me, make me return…" Ike's voice became shallow and slowly trailed off, whatever had happened must have been too painful to talk about.

"Do you miss your family?"

"I do but I also know that I can never return, even if I did, I know that my father would hate me…"

"What about your mother?"

"She died long ago… I never actually knew how she died, whenever I asked my father would say the I would be to hard on me…"

"Any siblings?"

"No…" his voice became more shallow and his head fall as he clenched his eyes together to stop himself from crying.

"Doctor, the spell-caster is on his way up," a woman's voice called up the stairs.

The doctor stood up and walked over to the door before opening it with a warning "Welcome," and inviting the spell-caster in.

Everything in the room became quiet before the sound of a staff broke into the air, something must be wrong.

Ike slowly opened his eyes and turned towards the spell-caster before his eyes widened a little and tears started to swell in them. After all this time, he had been found by the one person that had probably never looked for him.

"Ike… is that… you?" The redheaded spell-caster said from across the room.

"Why are you here?" Ike growled through the tears in his eyes.

"I am the neighboring cities spell-caster, I travel between the cities daily to make sure that no one is hurt between the two of them… how did you end up here?"

Ike's eyes slowly looked towards the doctor and it didn't take long for him to get the idea and leave.

Ike strained himself into a sitting motion leaning on the headboard, "Rhys, come sit, it is a long story…"

Rhys slowly walked across the room and sat on the edge of the bed looking up at his former teammate.

"I left not long after you and Soren, I remember the day perfectly. It was raining but we were all standing at the castle walls, we were just about to leave but had been ambushed by Petrine and the black knight… I remember the chaos going on around me and then I saw it. Petrine was heading for Mist found behind and… I couldn't get there in time. She slit Mist's throat… I didn't make it to her in time… I do not know how but something hit me in the back of the head and I guess I blacked out because I do not remember anything after that… if only I had been a bit faster then Mist would be alive… then everything would be different. I remember I woke up under a piled of dead bodies, everyone was gone, including Mist's body. I guess they didn't even look for me… why would they. Since then I have been wandering around, hoping to forget what happened…" the tears were spilling down his face and there was nothing that could stop them, he was going through a living hell at this moment.

Rhys slowly pushed himself forward and grasped Ike into a tight embrace as he let the other's tears drip onto his white robe, "it wasn't your fault, you didn't know, you tried your best."

The blue haired man pushed away the spell-caster, "I tried my best? Well my best wasn't good enough and now my sister is dead!" he screamed out loud probably loud enough that the whole inn had heard, "I wasn't ready and if I hadn't pressured father into it then I wouldn't have even been on the team and Mist would be alive!"

Rhys dropped his head slowly, "Ike, there's a lot of things I don't know and a lot of things I do. I don't know the meaning of life or what will happen tomorrow. I didn't know I would find you here today. I know that the sky is blue and the world travels around the sun. I know that you are grieving right now and I don't know if you will believe me on this but …" he slowly raised his head with a smile over his face, "I know you would have done everything you could do to save her. I know you would've done it for me if I was in danger."

Ike looked up at him with dry tears on his face. He was no longer crying but the evidence was there that he was.

"I think that is all I can do for you, I suggest you eat, you do not need any healing of any kind. If you need me send a pigeon and I will return." With that, Rhys departed leaving Ike alone.

'What should I do?' Ike thought to himself, 'should I try to return, would they except me back after everything?'

But the answer had already hit him, he wouldn't be returning, there was no real point in it. He wasn't going to go back, it wasn't like anyone was looking for him, they would've been to visit Rhys if they were and from Rhys' remarks, they hadn't come… he was all by himself to face his grief… forever.