Jessi: Again, sorry for the delay but these exams are very important. Also I know that some people have been getting confused. Please could you point out anything that is confusing and I will attempt to make it clearer. Thank you.

Samera's eyes scanned the shadows under the tangled brair carefully before turning back to his twin,

"Still nothing Ker'." The other paladin shook his head sadly,

"Why all of them? Vale wouldn't just leave us like this."

"Yes, but how well do we know that white-haired one? He could have taken her and Kemi."

"Sam..." Keroigar sighed"His name is Chel. The least you could do is use it," when his brother glared at him the quieter paladin continued, "Vale trusts him and loves him... That's good enough for me... why can't you..."

"Ker' you seen him fight. He's no more than an animal... a freak."

"A freak... like us you mean?" The aasimar's golden eyes flashed briefly on a memory of pain before turning to watch the path ahead.

Samera winched, his own memories no less painful. A small flash of movement caught his attention and his head turned, sword already half-drawn.

"Vale!"

From the darkness emerged a little figure, head hanging limply and arms dangling loosely. As her head rolled upwards to observe the paladin the changes became painfully apparent. The cleric's skin had been a golden colour yesterday, now it was an ashen sulphur colour. Her eyes were red-rimmed and grey circles ran underneath the dull orbs.

"Vale..." Keroigar was no less shocked by the elf's apperance.

"Yes Ker'," her voice was a hoarse whispher, "Who else would it be?"

The senses of both paladins were screaming at them. There was nothing evil about the female but... When they looked into her eyes it was not Vale looking back at them.

"Where has Chel gone? Kemi?"

The female looked at them before her face crumbled. She covered her face with her hands but was unsucessful in fully covering up her tears,

"Taken... Chel was taken..."

"But where?"

Vale's tear-stained face rose from her palms,

"Waterdeep... Mount Waterdeep."

Chel hissed as the teeth dug into the flesh of his shoulder, a fresh burst of pain coming into existence. It seemed that without his regeneration powers he felt every wound that much clearly, knowing that it would not heal.

As the Dark Lady bit deeper his back arched, as he tried to struggle away.

Snarling his captor pulled sharply back on his hair until the pale elf was lying prone the masked female glaring down at him through the slits in her mask.

"What did I say about resisting!" she cuffed him roughly across his face and as Chel brought his head back up he noticed that her teeth were filed down into points. Each was covered in his own blood.

His vision swam before his eyes, the blood merging with the black hair and mask as he sprialled into darkness.

"...Vale..." then Chel fell unconsious and he knew no more.