Wynde sat up in the ancient, sturdy tree, watching the waters break upon the cliff below. He had found this tree about a month ago and had not yet seen fit to leave it. Though the tree reached far over the edge of the cliff, Wynde felt no fear as it swayed ever so gently. The powerful tree stood as it always had, resting peacefully.

Gibbon who liked to walk along the shore from time to time. Was walking along it today looking to catch some fish. He wanted to get some fresh fish without paying pocket of gold and bad quality to boot. So, he grabbed his sword and stood in the water, watching the fish go by. Waiting for the right moment to strike. Near him was a large tree over hanging the edge of a cliff near the water. *Wham* He slammed his sword down. A miss. He readied again and hoped to hit on the second try.

Wynde watched the figure in amusement. The sword came down again and again as the man stabbed at the water. He chuckled silently as he watched and wondered just what the man was doing. He certainly wasn't going to hit a fish at that angle.

Gibbon decided that trying to stab the fish wasn't cutting it. So, he went to using his bare hands. He stood firmly waiting for a fish to come across his hands in the water. He quickly grasped and pulls out a large fish.

He walked over to the shore and grabs his sword and cut the head off. He then prepared a fire and began to fillet the fish.

Tenrimanatos being undead has to make a sacrifice in order to reagain energy lost during tramense battles, and as he was walking through the forest he laid eyes on a river full of fish....

So he then walks up to the stream and pulls out his fire lash and lays it down in the water frying fish as they pass....after about 2 minutes of this he sat down and started to meditate...he sensed something and opening his eyes all he sees is the trees and river but still has the sense of being watched but lets it pass and goes on amongst his business...