Brahms claws at both feets and hands were burning. Climbing this place was easy at all. He looked down the giant pillar that was the perch of the godess of flame's temple. This place was high enough, gladly he was not one to get vertigo. But the pain of his body made the werewolf howl.

He layed on the ground, panting. He buried his burned flesh in the ground to rest for awhile. Nice, it seems you like pain. It's gonna make you thougher then a simple puppy. That's good keep it it up. Brahms frowned. Stay quiet demon. For power i would suffer...He turned around face the temple. If he could be chosen by the goddess of power, he would make her poud. Like a mother would be of his son.

Hahahahaha...What's so funny now?Why was Teazon Laughing about?Mother and Son? Aww, come on! Stop day dreaming. Well, perhaps it's the temperature who turned you insane lycan?The werewolf sighed.Will you stop reading my mind? Can i keep some stuff personal?Wait let me think. NO! Muhahahahahah....He guess it was a prize to be stronger. To endure the comments of the powers given by a demon.

He walked towards the gate were the two elementals blocked his path. The half helf looked at them. What now? Did he had to fight his way in or wait? Blast them!And how? They are elementals. I don't have any magic. I am no mage you know!Fine, wait then!So the half elf sighed and sat down trying to cover his injuries with something.

((OOC: I'm setting this right before the quest I'm running which would be before Era left...))

Ornell stood in a fighting stance, her right foot and right hand pointed toward her opponent so she facing him sideways. She was dressed in soft gray fabric, a close fitting top with no sleeves and an open back for her blood red wings. She wore baggy pants secured snugly at her waist and just above her ankles. Her hair was securely pined back so it would not be in the way. Neither she nor her opponent had blades or any weapons or armor for that manner. She took a slow deep breath as she balanced on the balls of her feet. She was ready, or so she thought. A sound came to her ears. Inferno, the language of fire, reached her ears. A visitor? She blinked and saw a movement out of the corner of her eye. A well placed sweeping kick struck her right foot, sweeping it out from under her. She practically fell on the man she was practicing with, but was quick to get up as if nothing happened. “I have a visitor!” She proclaimed as she ran off down the hall. She reached the Main Hall and went through the flames as if they weren’t even there. After passing through them though, she realized that running to greet a complete stranger was actually rather rude. She slowed to a walk then. It was odd doing this, but Era was busy at the moment so...

She told the fire elementals to let him inside just as she paused by the tree growing in the center of the temple. It was just a pause, a moment to collect herself and her thoughts. Ornell ran her hand along the bark of the sharp smelling tree. The sun had been shining down on it and the entire Main Hall smelled of the spices of the tree. She smiled to herself as she looked up at the tree.

As she did so, the fires delivered their message back to the Elementals at the front gate. The doors seemed to split open and then moved open wide enough that even a warrior still astride his steed could easily pass though the doors.