Mithranduir was just sitting on the shore watching the sun go down. It was almost sunset and it is said that if you ever eat a certain rare fruit with someone when exactly the sun dissapears into the ocean your fates will be eternally bound. He never tried that of course but he wondered if it was true. As the sun continued it's desent the water turned a crimson red and all the little animals were on the edge of the tree line watching this amzazing wonder. The wind blew softly as it hit Mithranduir's face. It was a very good day. Then he got up and made a fire before it was dark.

Anya walked with her eyes closed along the beach she stopped and took in the beautiful surroundings, the sunset was beautiful. It cast many colours onto the ocean mostly reds, and other colours that filled her with warmth. She walked slowly, not paying attention to where she was going until she tirpped over some one, she held back a yelp of surprise as she went down towards the ground. Her arms were stretched out infront of her and her wings were flailing around trying to keep her up right. However no matter how hard she tried she still wound up with a mouth full of sand.

Mithranduir looked what had fallen over him and said with a smile Well what brings you here to the shores of Imythess my little angel friend. You look familiar have you met? My name is Mithranduir but all my friends call me Mith. What is your name? He said in the most sincerist voice. The sun was going down and it began to get cold so he looked over to the pile of sticks and used control winds to bring the sticks over to him and he put them in the fire.

Anya spat out the mouthful of sand that she had aquired from her fall. My name is Anya, and you probably met my sister, Layila not me, especially if it was a bad incounter...Any way its nice to meet you. She held out a hand to shake with him, with her other hand she dusted herself off, and fingure combed her wings free of sand.

Mithranduir smiled and replied well it's nice to me you Anya. What bring you to The shore of Imythess? Mithranduir asked because hardly anyone comes down here at all.

Anya looked at him and answered. The ocean, its wonderful, the quiet serene surroundings of the suns warm light, even when its fading it can still fill you with its warmth. The quietness dispite the hectic goings on in this land, the beach, the ocean the sun and the quietness, its like taking a break from life. Her voice was quiet and she turned her head to look out at the ocean. What brings you here? She wanted to know his reasoning, wondering if he felt the same about the scene as she did.

Olath limped along the beach, leaning on his staff, which seemed to be the only thing that was holding him up. His gray tattered cloaked dragged along the sandy shores. His footprints revealed what he truly was, but for now he decided not to worry about people finding out about his identity, but instead to enjoy the sight of the wondrous sunset which seemed to almost be over, as the sun barely peaked over the horizon. "It seems that I missed the sunset..." He said to himself. Olath wasn't greatly disappointed, because he'd have the chance to see many, many more. His life on this planet had already stretched for a little over two centuries, and if things continued this way, he'd live on for many more centuries.
Olath's thoughts were quickly cut off when he realized that two people who seemed to be in a conversation with each other, were standing nearly ten or twenty feet away from him.

Mithranduir looked at Anya and said I am here for the same reason as you. But I have another reason I am here. To see the Sea Urchant come in. It's my ship. Oh. here it comes now. Mithranduir pointed over to the left of the sun and a magnificent ship came into view and stoped 80 ft. from shore. There threre was a much smaller boat coming twords them and was approaching with magnificent speed he then looked back at Anya and saw a tall man Olath standing there and he said getting up You there. Would you like to come over here by the fire? My name is Mithranduir but everyone calls me Mith. What's yours? He then waited for the man to reply to his offer.

Olath looked at the man who offered him a place by the fire. "My name is Olath." The undead being said. His voice was deep, and raspy. Almost not sounding human. Olath limped toward the fire, getting a good look at the man who called to him. He then looked at the girl, who was standing near Mithranduir. "And what might your name be?" He said, in the same tone as before.

Mithranduir looked at the man. He wasn't human he could tell. He looked familiar he was going to say remove your coat but he did not want to offend his new found friend. Then as the boat arrived at shore he got up and said to the two of them Excuse me please. He then ran over to the man and he started talking to him.