Ithric looked behind as he saw many of the outside villagers chased him.
They chanted hateful word and threw whatever they picked up at him
as he ran. He saw a cave uphead but he did not believe he was to make it.
His heart raced faster as he did so aswell.
When he reached the entrence of the cave the villagers stopped for what
reason he did not know. But their face were grim and many of them ran
the other way. But he di not stop nor look behind him he kepted running
into the cave farther and father he ran til he could no more. He feel to his
knees and gasped for air. He looked up to see that it was black and nothing
seemed to show any light. He got up again and walked around feeling the wall.
Ithric then sat down. He felt asthough he was lost and di know anyway
out.

Shain was traveling through the pitch black tunnels, Whyverin, his umbra, at his side. he had heard the ecos of shouting a couple of minutes ago, and was heading toward the sound. They must have come far, for they had been faint when they reached Shain. He was in the underdarck just to get use to the feel of it. He was part drow, and that allowed him to see in tyhese conditins without any hinderance at all. He even felt a little at home in them. he looked down toward Whyverin. "How long you think we've been down here," he asked the great cat. he felt the emotions he sent him telapathicaly, sorting through them. Waitng, waiting, waiting. It felt as if he had recieved tham in that order. "Three days? Time to head back up." He pulled hi cloak tight around him, feeling the fabric in the darkness. Not truly dark to him, but extremly lonley, with no wind or air movement at all.

As Shain turned around a corner, he saw a man kneeling on the stone ground, staring at nothing. Shain smirked. Someone had come into the Underdark without any type of enhanced vission. He stopped walking, and heard Whyverin's paddings come to a halt as well. "Hello there. Need some help to see," he said to the man. "I have no weapons out right now, and do not plan to kill you. Unless you strike at me." He waited for a response from the praticly blind man.

Ithric looked but still seen nothing "Could you please help me to light"
He said without being polite as he usually was. All he wanted was to see
who it was that found he in the dark. He stood up and tryed to walk
but form all the runn ing he had done he fell down.
Ithric sighed and leaned back.

Kilt ran to a cave he saw up ahead. He had been travelling for days to escape the police at at Tara Docks. He stepped into the cave and, leaving to dry the few personal effects he had, he was determined to explore his new home.


He was exploring a certain rock crevice when he heard voices up ahead.

He moved his hands up in an oval shape and blew. A small lgiht appeared in his hand.

"Bigger" he commanded


The light grew bigger, giving off more illumination.

He walked solemly to the sound of the voices, all the while using is Move Quietly to stealthy blend with the caves shadows in the aspect of sound.

He felt the presents of another and looked down the tunnel to see a
light head his way. He quickly got up just incase it was the villagiers.
"who could you be down there" he hallered towards the lights way.

Kilt heard a voice. A whisper in the caves dark tunnels.

"Craten Banish!" He whispered, reversing his hands oval shape, and the light blew out.

"I am no stranger to this cave." He called back to the voice "My name is Kilt. I have come to make my new home here."

He made small talk whilst he drew his dagger, moving silently in the underdark.

"What is your name, where do you ccoem from?"

"Im am Ithric high god of the Morrowworlds and brother to Sojona in the
Felaria" He said although he was not in his world he still had his powers
and was ready for anything.