When Leliana thought about that. She felt at peace knowing Phoenix gave her that much. More the what most people around Phoenix would get.

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As Phoenix approached Flemeth's hut. Jax hand his nose to the ground. He had caught the sent of someone. If it was Morrigan they soon would find out. As they made there way to the hut Jax started sniffing again. He defiantly had picked up on someone's scent. The place however was the same but felt different. Something didn't sit right with Phoenix.

Carefully she tested the door. It wasn't locked. Someone must be about somewhere. She checked around and nothing. So she carefully opened the door and went inside. Jax immediately started to bark and growls at the wall that divides the room inside the hut. A female elf who looks to be Dalish comes from behind the wall. Sward in hand. She looked at me then at Jax.

Female elf(Ariane)_- 'Call of your hound, shem.'

Phoenix_- 'Not until you tell me what your doing here.'

Female elf(Ariane)_- 'I believe I asked your first. *Jax growls, she lowers sword*Ugh! Fine, I'm Ariane, of the Dalish people. My keeper sent me to find Asha'bellanar-The Woman of Many Years.'

Phoenix_- 'Flemeth is dead.'

Ariane_- 'Many have tried to kill Asha'bellanar in the past. Do not claim victory until a few centuries have passed with no sight of her. We thought she could help us find her daughter. Morrigan. The young witch has caused trouble for my clan. Has she earned your ire as well?'

Phoenix_- 'She's a friend. I'm concerned for her.'

Ariane_- 'A friend? Of all the words associated with the Witch of the Wilds, those are,.. the least I expected. Perhaps you could reason with her then. Morrigan has stolen and accent book my clan has guarded since the days of Arlathan. We where the only ones with such a piece of our history. Everything we once had, all legacy of our ancient magics where striped from us. First by the Tevinter magisters, then by the wretched Circle. And Morrigan took what little was left.'

Phoenix_- 'How do you know Morrigan stole it?'

Ariane_- 'One month ago, she visited our clan in the name of friendship, and took great interest in our history. She knew exactly what she was looking for. The keeper allowed her to see the book. Two nights later it was gone.'

Phoenix_- 'What's so bloody special about it?'

Ariane_- 'For almost two thousand years the Dalish people have been wonders, a shadow of what we once were. This book,… as much as a mystery as it is to us, is one of the only clues as to how to reclaim that past. My keeper, Solan, says it was a treatise on something called an "Eluvian". The word is as old as the book itself, and its meaning has been lost. Save perhaps to Morrigan.'

Phoenix_- 'So what now?'

Ariane_- 'Help me. We both want Morrigan, and we can aid each other. The book of Eluvian was reclaimed for my clan from an elven mage, who stole it from the Circle of Magi before deflecting. He said other similar treasures remained in the library, but they would never allow a Dalish to view them. Perhaps you will meet a different reception… '

Phoenix_- 'Then we'll seek a more diplomatic solution.'

Ariane_- 'Ma seranmas, I look forward to working with you.'

I look around in search of any clues Ariane may have missed. Nothing was found. We leave the hut. Out of nowhere darkspawn appeared. I find myself mumbling to myself the very words Alistair would say. These things just crop up everywhere, don't they. After what seemed a short fight the three of us leave the wilds. We head out for the Circle. It would take at least two days to get there.

As we walked Ariane tried to make light conversation with me. It wasn't to personal but I found myself less talkative then usual. She jokingly said to me that I was like the Dalish when talking to a shem. Joking or not it was true, well for the moment. She also asked about the diplomatic solution I had in mind when dealing with the Circle. All I could tell her is we had to wait and see how things went. She looked at me oddly. I flashed a faint grin and walked on ahead.

I know I could of told her who or should I say what I am. That is something I didn't want to, for now anyways. It's not that I'm ashamed. To me it's like being the Teyrna of Highever. Once people know they act differently and so many want something from you. That's why I understood why Alistair didn't want to tell me he's King Maric's son. We'll just have to see how things go and what if anything I reveal about myself.

We had made good timing to make our camp for the night. I could tell that Ariane was weary. She must have already traveled far. So I left her to tend the fire while I went to catch us some fish. We was camped by a river so I knew it wouldn't be much of a problem. I was just about to wade in when I heard a noise from the bush next to me. As soon as I seen the shadow I flung a knife at it. To my suspires I had caught two younger rabbits by their leg. So fish was no longer needed.

I noticed some wild mushrooms and onions not to far from camp. Along with some spring berries and I had with me a few pieces of fruit and cheese. So a good meal was on its way. Before I gathered the remaining ingredients I had gathered a few nice size river stones. They would make a decent cook top.

I was never one for doing something I considered woman's work. That was until my life changed and I became a Warden. Maker knows that camping with Alistair and letting him cook would kill you. Hell even Oghren was a better cook then him. Once everything was prepped it was less then an hour that dinner was done. Ariane was very thankful and offered to take first watch. I however declined her offer. I was never one for sleeping in camp before and tonight was no exception.

Ariane went to sleep and I kept watch. I was suppose to wake her in two hours time. I didn't. I knew I wouldn't be able to sleep. Not tonight anyways. As long as I got rest I would be good to go as soon as daylight came. So I let her sleep until the sun started to peek through the trees. She had awaken just before I went to wake her. She looked at me puzzled at first. Then smiled and said thank you. I gave a nod of my head and finished packing up camp.

We where back on the road and making good time. There was a steady cool breeze keeping us cool as we walked. Jax was having a blast with Ariane. She would toss a stick and he would retrieve it. Something Jax and Sten would do. I chuckled ever so slightly. Ah the memories of a time not so forgotten.

It was starting to get high noon when we came upon the trail that would take us down the hill and to Lake Calenhad. As we approach I stop at a vantage point where I can see the land without being seen. I spot only a few people out. One of them is a mage form the mage collective. I recognize him form before. Even if he's a bit older and a scar down his face. He is doing business with a traveler. Getting them to run errands and such. Much like I did. However I had a much more personal stake in why I helped. Much like them many different errands I did. Some for the mages others for the Chantry. I even helped the Blackstone Irregulars and others. I may have seemed like a fool to many. Running all over Ferelden for mushrooms or to help a caravan. In the end it helped me. But that is for another time and another tell.

As I reminisce I spot the boat coming back from the tower. Once it's docked I can see an older man with a younger one. Once off the boat the older one shows the younger one the best way to tie off the boat. Then the two of them take a seat. So the younger man must be someone in training to take over for the older man. The older man name is Kester, that is if it's the same one.

He was a polite fellow. Not like Carroll that smart ass of a templar. I was lucky that Morrigan was with me. Perhaps it was Carroll who was lucky that she was with me. I so did want to pop his head like a melon. The tower itself just like always looked so calm and peaceful. That wasn't the case the first time I was there. Hopefully things are better.

So we make our way down the hill and to the docks. It was Kastler and he was preparing his eldest son to take over for him. With what had happened and all. He said it was time for him to step back and let someone else handle the templars and mages. Shortly after the boat ride I say my farewells and tell Kastler he will be missed for that was his last time ferrying anyone across the lake.

We make our way into the tower after that. From what I can tell it's in better shape. We walk up to the templar who looks to be the one in charge. It's not Greagoir,.. and this may get tricky.

He wasn't very accepting of Jax or Ariane. Less so of Ariane because she's Dalish. His name is Handley and is apparently in charge while Greagoir is away in Denerim. I think to myself. Why do I get the feeling this isn't going to be a walk in the park with darkspawn. Wait was that just an Anders thing. Oh it was wasn't it.

As we come to the hall that leads to the library we come across Sandal. I can't believe it. To be honest it shouldn't suspires at all. He has a way of turning up in places at the oddest of moments. It so happens that the Tranquil are evaluating his abilities. Bodahn is away trading at Redcliffe. We make our way to the index section of the mage's library. I'm quite suspired to see that so many books had survived the invasion of the demons and such. So much has changed but not enough that many would notice.

On to what I'm doing here. Looking for something on a lost book.

As we go through the books it becomes apparent that this is going to be a daunting task. While looking at the book on lost Elven languages a mage approaches. Then proceeds to stand in my light. Going on about how I'm abusing the book or something. However he does know more about the library. So he becomes somewhat helpful. While talking with him we find out that the very thing we are searching for is some kind of mirror. Some form of communicating. However he also said it was probably use for more then that. The Tevinter Imperium tried to unlock all its secrets. Communication was all they ever manage to unlock. AS far as he knew.

He said he believed he knew a way to help us even more. That we would have to go down into the depository. Handley wasn't fond of the ideal at first. It appears that something had the Sentinels acting strangely. So once again I was off to deal with mage problems. At least this time it was only a level below the tower. Unlike last time climbing all the way to the top just to solve their damn bloody problem.

Once they dealt with the problem of the sentinels. Finn took them to a room that had many Tevinter artifacts. He had previously said something about a statue that spoke. Phoenix wasn't surprised at all. Considering the fact of what happened in the Winding Woods.

Once they approached the statue it did start to speak.

Tevinter statue_- 'I am the spirit of Eleni Zinovia, once consort and,…'

Finn_- 'Advisor to Archon Valerius, blah, blah, fall the house. Yes, we've been through that.'

Tevinter statue_- 'Finn,… Greetings.'

Phoenix_- 'So you two have a close relationship.'

Finn_- 'We conversed before on the Imperium. It's hard to get answers out of it,.. requires passing all the grandiose mumbo-jumbo.' *looks back at statue*

We know where a broken Eluvian lies, Can it still be used to fine the others?'

Tevinter statue_- 'Scry, The broken glass, dagger-sharp, will be your key.'

Phoenix_- 'Scry? What the bloody damn nation? Finn…'

Tevinter statue_- 'The Lights of Arlathan will illuminate the scryers path. The archon's possessed then but they where misused, befouled and lost. Like so much the Imperium touched. Some where saved, carried by fugitives from the elven city. Their sorrows awoke the Stone, and her children sheltered them. They found a sanctuary in the deep halls of Cad'halash, now know as Cadash. There the Lights of Arlathan lie, shielded from unworthy eyes.'

Phoenix_- 'Cadash thaig? Impossible, its not that old. Can we even trust this thing?'

Finn_- 'It doesn't lie, Well, I don't think it can.'

Ariane_- 'She mentioned the children of the Stone. I hadn't realized that the durgen'len once aide my people when they fled.'

Finn_- 'Deep hall of Cad'halash,…it must mean dwarven thaig.

Tevinter statue_- 'Goodbye Finn, we will not speak again.'

As they go to leave Phoenix speaks.

Phoenix_- 'Once again I travel down into the Deep Roads to a thaig I didn't think I would see again.'

Finn_- 'Wait you've been there?'

Phoenix_- 'Wasn't you listening to what I said?'

Ariane_- 'I did. You said it wasn't that old. So yes Finn she's been there.'

They make their way back up to the main level of the tower. Apparently Ariane had something on her mind,… she voice it at Finn.

Ariane_- 'Now mage, tell us what's going on.'

Finn_- 'The Eluvians are linked. All of them. If you have one you can find the others, if they still exist. But the one you know of is broken, and corrupted. So we need something else to,… amplify the magic.'

Ariane_- 'The Lights of Arlathan.'

Finn_- 'Yes.'

Phoenix_- 'Will you come with us Finn?'

Finn_- 'Ready to go when you are.'

So we head out. To the Elven runs that Ariane knows about. This was something Phoenix knew had to be done. This, what they where doing, hunting down Morrigan. It was personal and not just for her anymore. Ariane peoples history of magic and so much more had been taken from them. This had now become more, bigger then her own personal reasons for finding Morrigan, if they found her.

They traveled towards Lothering again. They where headed to a place located close to the Brecilian Forest. However they would have to travel deeper in and more to the south. Ariane said it would lie close to the Brecilian Passage and Southron Hills. It would be several days journey to reach where they was heading.

Finn however wasn't as welcoming to the travel. He didn't like to get dirty to say the least. Him an Ariane talked about little things he found amusing. She however found him amusing, well only sort of,…for now.

We had traveled much of the remainder of the day and on into the night. Most people would have stopped during the night. Finding it to dangerous to travel at night. I find it welcoming and calming most of the time. It gives me time to think for the most part. Finn was starting to slow once we came upon Lothering. Ariane wanted to get whatever supplies we needed and move on. She had passed through Lothering before and the town's folk wasn't welcoming.

So it was best we camped instead. Having a mage and Ariane in Lothering wouldn't grant a warm welcome. I for one liked to camp anyways. The rooms in the tavern wasn't the best. Some at best just had rats.

We traded with Barlin. Yes he survived the onslot of darkspawn. Then we set off again. I knew where we would camp. So off to one of the many old campsites used by me and my fellow travelers during the blight. As we approach I can't help but give a faint smile. I knew when I set out on this journey things wasn't going to be easy. However I never thought that it would take me to places I've already been. Then I think about the dream I had. A mix of what entwined with what could come.

As we start to set up camp Finn starts to put together some herbs used for healing. He also knows about some poisons and other things like acid flask and fire bombs. Ariane volunteered to go hunting. I believe it was because she felt frustrated. This wasn't what she hoped for. She knew it would take time. She just wanted answers and so far all she's got is more questions. So hunting calms her. She takes Jax with her on my behest.

I tend to the fire and to my wound. I walked over to the pond next to camp to wash up. One of Bodahn old carts was left behind along with some other things. As I remove my breast plate a sharp pain shoots through me. Cascading down my shoulder to the middle of my back. The back plate of my armor is dug into me. Caused from a sword to that aria cutting through just barely. I try to ease it off. However it's not that easy. I started to curse at the Maker himself. While I tried to pry the armor off or out of me.

Ariane and Finn must of heard me struggling because they both came over to see what was causing the noise. Ariane gasped when she seen what I was dealing with.

Ariane_- 'You're just going to cause more damage that way. Let me help. Finn can start to heal it once its off and clean.'

Phoenix_- 'Fine. Just make it quick, and thank you.'

Finn_- 'I don't know if herbs will work. We may need something more. I'll have to get a good look at it in the light.'

Phoenix_- 'Yeah. I already knew that. I can feel it. It's bad. Doesn't hurt so that's a good thing.'

Ariane_- 'Doesn't hurt ugh? Well could of fooled me. The way you was using foulness over here.'

Phoenix_- 'That because it wasn't coming off fast enough. I don't have much patients for these things.'

Ariane pulled the armor off. She was expecting Phoenix to scream or cry at the very least. However she didn't. So it was true she wasn't in any pain. Well she wanted to make sure so she let her fingers grace over the wound and pick out some of the metal shavings lodged inside. Phoenix didn't respond at all. Finn had gathered what he needed to tend to the wound. The three of them walked back to the fire.

The rabbits and herbs that Ariane prepared was cooking together as a stew. Phoenix sat down close to the fire to allow Finn better light for what needed to be done. That was when they all got a good look at the wound. Along with something amazing on Phoenix back. Something Ariane would call Vallaslin (blood writing). Phoenix had her family crest tattooed on her back. It was faded just a bit but very visible and easy to make out what it was.

The armor had dug into her left shoulder just above the top of the laurel leaf.

As soon as Finn noticed the tattoo he had to say something.

Finn_- 'You know having that could get your thrown in prison.'

Ariane_- 'Why would you say that Finn?'

Finn started to work on the wound as he talked. Phoenix stayed silent she just had to hear this. It could be funny to say the least.

Finn_- 'Because it's a crest or heraldry if you prefer. Its of a noble house here in Ferelden.'

Ariane_- 'Well what's wrong with it? I don't see the point. Doesn't some people have similar markings on their shields.'

Finn_- 'Well, yes they do. Most shields that have the heraldry of the land they come from. This isn't that. This is of the noble family.'

Ariane_- 'Ok you've said that. I still don't see the problem.'

Finn_- 'Only the soldiers who serve noble families are allowed to have that noble's house heraldry on their shields. Not,… not like this. Not tattooed on them. Also they are not quite like this.'

Ariane_- 'Still not seeing the problem. Except it's a tattoo as you call it and not a heraldry on some shield. So she serves or served as a noble's personal soldier.'

Finn_- 'Here hold this like that. I have to get more.'

Finn gave Ariane the cloth he was applying to the wound. He went to get more herbs and a small book that contained paintings of know heraldry. With a list of what heraldry comes from where and what house it belongs to. There was also a section on the very heraldry they where talking about. Something that only a few people knew about. It wasn't something that people should know about. This book however was old and from the lycanthropes period. Most of it was written by the very one who the heraldry he was talking about belonged to.

Finn gave the book to Ariane and told her to look at the known heraldry. Then at what they where looking at. Shortly after he began to speak.

Finn_- 'So you see. This isn't just a noble house heraldry.'

Ariane_- 'Yeah it's different but only slightly. This is the Cousland family heraldry. *she pointed to what was in the book then to Phoenix back* That is different.'

As soon as Finn heard her say that he turned the page to the image that was on Phoenix back. As Ariane read it all become clearer. She gave Finn that oh I get it look.

Finn_- 'Now you see. This isn't just the Cousland crest. It's THE Cousland crest. Given to only the ones of the bloodline.'

Ariane_- 'So any child born into the noble house gets,…'

Phoenix_- 'If you two are done, talking like I'm not here.'

Finn_- 'Oh, sorry. I was just…'

Phoenix_- 'Just so you know, It's legal. I've had it from the time I was a babe.'

Finn was bandaging Phoenix up and Ariane put the book back next to Finn's pack. Phoenix put on a soft cotton undershirt. They all was silent for some time. Finn however had to know. Had to make sure. So while Ariane passed out the stew Finn asked the question.

Finn_- 'So how far down the line are you?'

Ariane_- 'Finn. You can't ask that. Can you?'

Phoenix_- 'It's ok. Closer then you think.'

Just like Finn to start talking to himself. He was going through the family history. Mainly names and who gets what in that family.

Finn_- 'Ok so if I remember correctly the last two Teyrn and Teyrna had two children. One of which is now Teyrn and the other is… Oh Maker,…you're, you're…'

Phoenix_- 'Yes that would be me.'

Ariane_- 'Ok lost here. Someone want to fill me in.'

Finn_- 'She's not just the Warden Commander of Ferelden. Or Hero of Ferelden as some call her. She is thee Phoenix Cousland.'

Ariane_- 'Still lost here.'

Phoenix_- 'What he is getting at is I'm Teyrna Cousland of Highever. Along with everything else he said.'

Ariane_- 'So wait. You're a Teyrna. Like able to rule and the family some wanted to rule Ferelden. That Cousland family.'

Phoenix_- 'Yes. However my duty is as a Grey Warden. Now more so then ever. So lets leave it shale we.'

Finn and Ariane left it alone. They all finished there stew and talked about other things. As night became darker Phoenix took the first watch. Well that was the plan. She like before let them sleep until dawn. This would later become topic of conversation between Finn and Ariane later.

Once morning came the group packed up and left. Phoenix as usual walked ahead of the group. She knew it would be almost nightfall before they got to a weathered path outside the forest. One that would lead to a clearing to where one of the Dalish tribes would camp. She didn't know if anyone would be camped there at this time of year.

As they made their way something unusual caught Phoenix attention.

To the side of the road was an overturned cart. Some sacks and other things where strewn about. She remembered the last time this happened it was an ambush. So before approaching she stopped and waited for Finn and Ariane to catch up. She cautioned them to be on their guard. Jax was even alert.

When they approached it was clear this wasn't a recent attack. This had been her maybe a year or so. The aria was slightly overgrown. Finn had sensed the tingle of faint magic. Faint tracks that looked to be of something stumbling or limping. There was also blood smears in the tracks themselves. The tracks appeared to be going in a circle at first. The smeared blood went in a circle but droplets started at the edge of the tracks and diapered off into the direction of the bush. However no visible tracks went that way.

Off the road a bit hidden behind some overgrown bushes they found more clues. Lyrium bottles was broken near one of the sacks. Next to it was a heavy fur blanket. It was covered in old dried blood. A lot of things was covered in dirt and mold. Showing that it defiantly been her for some time. Something shiny in a bush had glistened enough to catch Ariane eye. She had found a Greatsword covered in dry blood. It was of Orlesian make. It was finely crafted and had gold inlays on the hilt. The shaft itself was engraved in a pattern that had the symbol of the Chantry that was entwined with another symbol. One such symbol that very few new of let alone see. It was the symbol of the Seekers. If Ariane was right this sword belonged to a High Seeker. If that was the case then whoever encountered them was surely dead.

Phoenix and Finn was investigating the remaining things when she approached with the sword. She cleared her throat before talking. Trying to swallow the lump in her throat.

Ariane_- 'You may want to look at this.'

Both Finn and Phoenix turned to see what Ariane wanted. Showing them the sword. Finn looked at it carefully. However this time he couldn't place the markings on the sword. Not enough to tell who or where it came from.

Phoenix_- 'Where did you find it?'

Ariane_- 'In the bush. You must know that who left this behind didn't do so on purpose.'

Phoenix_- 'Well I would say not. Considering the blood and all.'

Ariane_- 'No that's not what I was implying. This is no ordinary sword. The one's who wields it isn't a normal soldier either.'

Phoenix_- 'It's finally made and very decretive. I would say your implying that it belongs to some group like that of the templars.'

Ariane_- 'Yes and no. No templar would carry this. There is only one group and only one rank amongst that group that would carry such a sword.'

Finn_- 'Just tell us already.'

Ariane_- 'I am. This if I'm right. Belongs to a Seeker. Not just any Seeker a High Seeker.'

Finn got really quiet. His face shown fear and concern mixed with suspires. He started to stutter as he spoke.

Finn_- 'T'ttthat can't be g'ggood.'

Phoenix_- 'Ok giving the way Finn is acting. Ariane can you be more clear.'

Ariane_- 'The Seekers work for the who you call the Devine. They are separate from the Templars. They like the name implies seek out the corruption the chantry and templar order itself. When a templar fails in their duty then the seekers step from the shadow. They keep watch. On all. Mage and Templar alike. Even the Devine.'

Phoenix_- 'So why what would cause the Seeker to part with such a blade?'

Ariane_- 'I can't say for cretin. However given the looks of what happened her. I would say the seeker ran a mage through. As the mage lay dying and pined to the ground. Something interrupted the task at hand. I don't think the mage or seeker is alive.'

Phoenix_- 'How do you know this?'

Ariane_- 'My clan helped a young seeker many years ago. The Keeper has knowledge of this order. It is said that one of our people had once became a Seeker. It was to free his beloved from the shackles of the Chantry. That's all I know.'

Phoenix_- 'Well lets gather what we can use. Then we move on.'

Ariane put the sword down. Leaving it next to the bloody sacks and fur. They gathered what little they could. Then began to leave.

Finn_- 'You know the sword could fetch a good price.'

Ariane_- 'Yes it could, however I like to keep my life thank you.'

Finn_- 'It's not like they'll come back for it. Well maybe not. And besides what good will it do a dead seeker.'

Ariane_- 'Its been said that anyone who isn't a seeker and has this blade could be killed.'

Finn_- 'On never mind then. Lets just go.'

It had taken about two hours longer to reach the path that Phoenix had been looking for. They made there way down the path and about an hour later came to the clearing where she knew some Dalish clans would camp. It was just a matter of moments when they where approached by one of the clan trained hunters.

Clan hunter_- 'Andaran atish'an, Grey Warden. Aneth ara sister. What brings you both here?'

Ariane_- 'Are travels have. We didn't know that any clan was her. We are traveling south to the lost ruins.'

Clan hunter_- 'Oh, I see. We have heard of them. Come follow me. The Keeper will want to talk to you.'

They where led to the Aravel of the Keeper. The Keeper had been talking with another hunter. The moment Ariane and Phoenix was spotted the Keeper sent the hunter away.

Keeper (Ly'khon)_- 'I see we have guest Dhani.'

Dhani_- 'Yes Keeper, this is the Grey Warden, our clan was summoned to help end the blight. This is Ariane from our brother clan to the far north.'

Keeper (Ly'khon)_- 'Ma serannas, Dhani you may return to your post.'

Dhani_- 'Ma nuvenin, Keeper.'

Dhani had left to return to her post. She was one of the guards and great hunter for the clan. She had helped along with many of her brothers and sister from many clans during the blight. Phoenix noticed a scar running across her eye and down her check. It was older but still deep. One of many scars she carried with pride. Phoenix remembered when Dhani had received the scar. It was from the Archdemon. A back claw had swiped across her face. With such force it knocked Dhani back and onto a ledge. Phoenix thought that Dhani had died that day.

Keeper (Ly'khon)_- 'I'm Ly'khon, Keeper of this clan. I myself wasn't able to help you Grey Warden during your time of need. I was deathly ill at the time. So might I know your name?'

Phoenix_- 'You may call me Phoenix. A pleasure to meet you.'

Keeper Ly'khon_- 'Manners, and from a shem. Interesting.'

Ariane_- 'You know that was uncalled for.'

Keeper Ly'khon_- 'Yes, I'm terribly sorry. I will be honest. I never expected a shem to show manners. I didn't mean to be rude. Please forgive me.'

Phoenix_- 'You're not the first Keeper to say that to me. I feel honored.'

Keeper Ly'khon_- 'Sarcasm, Now that is what I would of suspected. But lets move on shall we. Please sit and tell me, to what do we owe this visit?'

They all sat. Phoenix had told of what brings them this far. Ariane had also spoke of her quest. How Phoenix and herself was seeking Morrigan. They also talked about the overturned cart and the dried blood soaked fur.

It turned out that the Keeper Ly'khon knew of what they spoke of. It had been no more then a year or so when the High Seeker had arrived. Partly dragged to their camp by one of his hunters. The hunter that could tell them more was attending to there post. It was no other then Dhani herself. If they wanted to speak to her it would have to wait till morning. The Keeper had arranged for them stay. They could use one of the older Aravel for the night.