Domick, Roland, Maryon and all of Rushton's fan club have for the last three years been trying to get Rushton to power in Obernewtyn. They've recently realised that he is in power and now they have no lives. Oh sorry, Domick is stuck in some Sutrium hole in mortal danger and working out that destroyer Ariel is working for the council and Herder Faction but everyone knew that anyway. He is also isolated because he is cut off from Rushton and the rest of the world- LONER. But this story is about the lives of Roland, Maryon, Kella, Miriam and all those other people.

Miriam came rushing in the door.

"Aha! I am the generous and charitable and loving and protective...knight and all yous peoples must kneel before me otherwise I will take your eyes and stick them on my knees!

A shocked silence followed- or maybe not so shocked. Just a silence because there is noone in the room.

Ah well, no welcome party from my fellow peoples even if I was terribly heroic in taking my dead wannabe lover back to Sador, Miriam thought.

Roland entered and slammed the door behind him.

"Miriam! What have you done with him?!"

"Who?"

"Straaka- my flower, my popsicle!"

"Well..I.Hey! Why do you care?"

"Because Straaka was my lover- not yours. The bonding present was for me. He just gave it to you so you could give it to me. "He wanted me all along, damn it!"

"No, actually," said Straaka who popped up from behind a couch. "I wanted Rushton."

"Yeah, everyone wants Rushton," Miriam and Roland joked, (It was an in-joke at Obernewtyn).

Then Roland, realising that Straaka never wanted him, said "Oh, shit!" and disappeared, blushing.

Straaka threw himself on the ground, spewed up blood and screeched "TAKE ME TO YOUR LEADER!"

Hahaha...

"Lame arse," Miriam said.

And then Straaka died. Well that's strange because we all thought he had already died. Ah, who cares, it's only Straaka.