It didn't take the hooded stranger long to reach the village with the unconscious renella in his arms. Upon his arrival, the villagers were running, crying, screaming, and even killing each other, this place went straight to hell in a matter of minutes. The hooded man display no expression with his eyes hidden, but enough for him to witness this chaos.

A male citizen running infront of him, suddenly came to an halt. He stares at the stranger, with renella in his arms.

Male Citizen #1: "Who are you? Are you that dirty witch's father!?"

Hooded Man: "Why do you mistreat her?"

His low-tone voice spoke, with a sense of calmness flowing from it. It reveals no sense of danger or threat.

Male Citizen #1: Cause she is a bloody witch! A cursed one at that! Look at her hair!

The young man points at the white steaks in renella's jet black hair, but refused to touch her.

The hooded man glances down at her once more, but glances back at the citizen.

Male Citizen #1: The only reason we allow her here because of her mom. Damn witch is nothing but a curse, and gives us nothing but grief!"

Female Citizen 2#: If you are here to return her, we don't want her. Keep that witch and take her far away from us."

Another citizen joined the conversation, and another and another encircled the hooded man. He remains balance and unafraid. He is aware of the fear instilled inside their minds.

He started to walk towards the citizens, and they made a path for him to exit the circle. He scanned each and every face. They really hate renella.. and only put up this kindness for the sake of her mother saving them. It would seem this village is the same as other villages, the only difference is that they lied. They lied about willing to accept renella, they lied about finally entrusting witches on a higher level. They were greedy humans who lied to a little girl into her young adult years. It was displeasing for the hooded man to hear this, but he protected her while heading towards the abandon church on the hill.

Male citizen 2#: I hope he would do us all the favor and drop her off the cliff"

Male citizen 1#: It would be the best gift for us all."

The village's cries of horror became non-existed by the time he reached the front doors of the church. He free one hand to push opens the door, and walks inside. He takes in the scene and realized that mankind have abandon the teaches of the holy path to god. It would explain the reason the village is in chaos, yet they blame a half-breed witch for the misfortune. It was truly sad, and very disappointing.

Hooded man: It is time to wake up, young one." He softly spoke, walking towards the altar, resting his eyes upon the huge silver cross barely hanging from the wall behind the altar.

Renella didn't immediately regain consciousness, but did. Her tired eyes opens upon his face beneath the hood. His face was darken by the shadow of his hood, but she could see his blonde hair and red eyes. As he could glance down and witness her one sliver left eye and brown right eye. Her powers came to a halt, and created an imbalance in her appearance. Either her powers over glyphs became to much or her basic knowledge of magic spells conflicted with another source of magic? It was very certain, she need to reach a balance between the two, or perhaps, something else is trying to resurface? Many thoughts came into his mind at this moment. This was indeed complex.

Renella felt her head pounding away in the back. She felt horrible in every way possible.

Renella: "I.. heard them.." she mutters tighten her right eye shut again from intense pain in her head.

Renella: "They only respected my mother, because .. because she is a human."

The man felt renella's desire to stand upon her own feet and lowers her on the ground.

Renella: "My head.. I need-"

Hooded man: "...to wait for a moment. You have not been properly heal yet.

Renella looks weakly at the man, who slowly removes his hood with one hand.

Neor: "My name is Neor and I would like to help you, if you will let me."

Renella: "Neor.."

Her body nearly hugging the floor, with her hands holding her up, keeping her up from falling out completely. Her mind wonders about this man. "Neor" never heard of a man name "Neor" in any village. At least the ones she visited, so the common question is...friend or foe in disguise.