Caramon awoke the next morning, and was thrown off guard by the new surroundings. He stretched his muscled body, scratched the short curly blonde hairs that grew just beneath his belly button, and then swung his legs out of bed. He stood, flexed a few odd muscles, and invited the sunlight into his room with two short flicks of his wrists. The warm sunlight was delicious to his nakedness, and he felt a true contentment as he went about preparing himself for his day.

Raistlin awoke about the same time as Caramon. Such was the way with twins in Krynn, a mental connection had always tied them together, allowing each other to feel the emotions the other was feeling. Same was the way with awakeness, sleep and their concious states. Ever since a young age, they would always wake up nearly at coordinated times. So, as Raistlin felt the tug on the corner of his brain stating simply, Awake, he would awake. He stretched, relinquishing the protests his muscles put out. He loved this feeling, it was like poking a bruise or kneading a sore muscle. It sent a thrill through him that could nearly rival an orgasm. Feeling the strength from his wiry, yet muscular body, was something that thrilled him better than a lovers' company. My mind was not ready for this day yet... Raistlin thought. At this, he fumbled around the edge of his bed, which was made of wrought iron with a headboard and endboard as tall as a man that had, if you looked close enough, images of men and women woven together in carnal embrace to form a large scene of a man and woman making love. Atop their heads were crowns of silk they shared with their brethren at the opposite end. This silk formed a large screen around the bed, which kept Raistlin hidden from all sunlight and servants that may sneak into the room. Raistlin took this chance to practice a few important spells and go over a few tough points of others. Raistlin propped his book up on a pillow and turned over on his stomach. He then turned himself so that he was on the opposite side of the bed that he had started on. The cream colored silk sheets were bunched up underneath of his left hipbone, and all that was covering him was a rich silver, white and blue silken damask bedcover draped over his bottom and upper thighs like a skirt. If one were to admire him, you would notice the flaxen hair, the fair skin that covered his entire body, and the rippling strength that was reflected under his skin. He figured, by the amount of activity going on outside in the corridor, that he would be "awoken" in about an hour or so. Silly Caramon and his odd hours...Raistlin muttered a few curses under his breath and then continued on studying.

Caramon did not see Shandi at breakfast. He had practically inhaled the entire table, eating nearly a whole ham, three large eggs, nearly a loaf's worth of toast, and quite a bit of cheese. He had gulped down his fifth, and final, glass of milk, just before slapping a frail looking elf on the back and roaring, "So...I hear you have work for me." The elf had practically convulsed with that smack, then proceeded to turn extremely red and attempt at spluttering out an apology in Elvish. A voice answered from behind Caramon, "Yes, you will do just fine...". Caramon turned about to look at the voice. Before him stood a short pudgy man who looked to be nearly rotting before him. The man had a nearly bald head that was sprinkled with freckles, age spots, and the odd grey hair. He had extremely drooping jowels and quite watery eyes the color of human waste. He was dressed in an overlarge green tunic with a golden belt around the middle that held a dagger and two pouches upon it. However neat he had been when he was young, he looked to be decomposing before Caramon's eyes. Caramon, not to be broken, replied, "Then show me what you need." and with that, they exited from the dining area.

Raistlin had sat across from his brother at breakfast. He had seen him annihillate the so-called Elven feast. He himself had eaten a ham and cheese sandwich. He was already beginning to feel nauseated as the excitement of the days events turned his stomach. As the watery eyed man and Caramon meandered away, he heard a large bell resound throughout the tower. His head swivelled around to look about the room. He saw a cloaked figure move through the doorway. This cloaked figure beckoned to him. Raistlin, almost without knowing it, came to the figures' side. Jaws dropped, both man and elf, as they turned and left the dining area. Raistlin did not know where they were going or how long it would take them to get there, or how long they would be gone. All that he could determine was that this figure would be the one to test him first.

Caramon soon learned that the bald man was called Freya by his men. Freya ordered him to begin clearing away any and all debris upon the paths of the Towers' guardians, and if he did not do a good job of it, Freya would "Turn him into a stinking pile of feed". Caramon doubted it, but his hands were aching to do something, so he set them to work. It was not long before Caramon was begun on the Eastern paths, the ones that neared to the servant's quarters. These were trodden deep and easy to find. They were also littered with leaves, and the more harder ones to clean. He set to this task,marking where he had been with a knotted chunk of rope placed at the beginning of the path. He started to go deeper into the paths, coming upon small paths he was certain that only the owners would know of. Suddenly, Caramon looked up. He had heard a noise. It sounded like the whimpering of a small animal. Caramon had a weak spot for the injured and the unwell. He began to search out the animal to aid it, and if neccessary, put it out of its misery. What he came upon though, was something else.

A/N: dun, dun, DUN...i'm sorry that this one is kindof short, however I am somewhat busy right now...herm, dare.to.know, yes i did write Freya from your drivers training instructor (insert maniacal drunken fall down piss yourself silly laughter here). I am also going to try to get some of my drawings of Caramon, Raistlin, Shandi and Laures scanned and put on a website.