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Pyros tags along but stays back, watching for any others approaching.

"Greetings." Karl turns, raising his hand in a salute, his composure lasts a few moments then he notes her injuries. "Elsa! The Lady is wounded. I am Sir Karl." He answers in a language close to her own, yet there are differences. "Please, allow us to help you.. Lady Mira! She is injured!"

"Sir Karl? Do you Hail from Blackmore?" She asks panicked, his words were closer to her Cousin's in Celene. "Where is this place?" She asks switching to Common, her body sags, the weight of her wounds were starting to wear her down.

“Suilad, tel’quen.” Mira calls, her red hair flying behind as she approaches the Injured woman, or should she say Elf?

"You are far from home, far far from home. You might want to sit down. Especially with those wounds. You are among friends." She smiles her wide smile.

Karl approaches, offering an arm as he does so. "Allow me to aid you."

"Fair one? You know of my language? I am Althriel Moonshadow. Pathfinder of the Vesrve Forest." She places her hand to her chest, she considers refusing the strange Mustached mans help but her body was getting weaker. "I was on Patrol, when we came across a raiding party of Goblins. Thûr-ik vel’karn.” she spits.."But strange creatures attacked, they Ate the goblins and set to work on my Party. I escaped. My shame is complete. The Forest has rejected me, and sent me to this place." She slumps down, collapsing without aid.

Karl catches the woman, or was she a Girl? With elves he did find it hard to tell. Of course all women were worthy of respect.

"I have you. Please do not worry." Her wounds were worse than he thought he realises as he steadies her. "Ate Goblins? This is foul indeed." He shakes his head. "Lady Mira,.perhaps you should explain?"

The poor thing, she looked Traumatised, oh she was trying to hide it but the signs were there. "You are as you suspected somewhere else. I won't say too much, but did you walk through Mist?" Her nod was enough. "I have a theory that they transport people who are in danger, and they.bring you here. I won't bore you with comments about planes of existence and-"

"My Parents are Researchers, they told me many things, I know of them. So as they thought there are others? And we are..?" She asked exitedly.

"I think this place is it's own. But anyway, this is the Land of Skald. I am Mira, I'll let the others introduce themselves." She stays close, acting as a buffer..

"Karl, I have her, can you finish searching?" She asks wrapping an arm around the Elven Girls waist.

"Indeed Lady Mira.. I shall." He offers a bow and steps back, resuming the search.

"I'm Pyros" he will say in Elven as he walks away to go poke around, and if the waterfall looks truly impassable, back to the shacks.

"Do you have Halfings in your world?" Mira asks as Pyros walks away. "He's sort of like my worlds version of one. He's a Kender, watch your pouches." She adds with a giggle.

"We do have Halfings, like you." She inclines her head towards Elsa, "A Kender? What a strange name." Allowing the Human to help her she reluctantly releases the Knight.

"Nothing strike you as needing investigating, Merrick?" Jerry asks. Unless Merrick comes up with something of substance or anything else catches her attention* Jerry follows across in the direction she saw Mira heading.

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*Yep, lookin' at you, Tristan

Iscind Aranya

Iscind warily followed Sir Karl to the stranger. She appeared harmless enough. Certainly no leech as far as she could tell. When she speaks of how she suddenly appeared while on patrol, Iscind thinks back to her own experiences. "Becoming lost and suddenly found in this place, seems a recurring theme," she says, "Hello, what a lovely name. I am Iscind, a fairly recent arrival here myself. The big lout over there is Esker."

She blushes at the comment regarding her name. "Greetings to you Both." She places her left hand over her heart, her right arm was beginning to weaken. 'The creature mauled me, I'm ashamed to say I ran." She drops her head.

"You are hunting? I see the signs. What do you hunt?" She asks looking over and catching sight of Jerry and Merrick? "There are Other Elves here?" She relaxes visibly.

She reaches out, her mind trying to contact the Song, oh it was confusing and oh so garbled but it was a comfort, but alas there was only silence. *..I am lost..* a voice echoed in her head, Naivara? No she must be imagining things, the happy go lucky Maiden had been devoured before her eyes. Never again would she hear her voice.