One day, Trith ventured out to Richmond Lake and stretched his wings. So much had been on his mind that he couldn't think straight. He stared at the beautiful picture in front of him, clearing his mind of the horrid events of his past, his parents strange disaperance, all the things that nearly made his mind explode. He walked to the edge of the lake and was about to jump in when....................

A foul stench slowly crept toward the lake as Vernon mad e his way's toward it. He felt a trail of molded cheese beind him. Not because he was he was trying to make sure he did not get lost but rather because of how he was carelessly gnawing at the old cheese. Vernon had no intention of takeing a dip in the waters of the lake. The waters were far too clean for his liking. He was merely passing through. Vernon stoped amongst the brush near the Lake when he had finished all of his cheese. He reached into his backpack and searched for somethingelse to snack on.

Just as Trith was about to jumpinto the water, he smelled something like rotting cheese as he felt something enter the lake clearing. He didnt know what to do because he truly did not know what kind of creature might be lurking within his sight's................

Vernon pulled of a peice of decayed meat with maggots maggots wiggling about it. The creatures also crawled about in the inside through holes they had made in the meat. Vernon took a bite out of the meat and was very pleased with its taste. He steped out of the brush and began to walk around the lake. He he was paying too much attention to his meat and not enough to his surroundings. Trith was unnoticed.

Trith noticed a rather odd creature come out of the bushes on the right side of the lake. Trith shouted, "HEY! YOU OVER THERE! WHO ARE YOU?" As he waited for an answer he noticed the meat in the things hands. It was crawling with maggots. YUK!

Vernon was angered to have his delicous treat interrupted in such a rude and disrepctful manner. Vernon rolled his eyes before putting his meat pack in his back pack and turnng to face Trith. He swiftly pulled out his crossbow and took little time at all in aiming it at Trith. "Listen here you ignorant jerk, I am not in the mood to deal with that brand of stupidity at the moment. Do you have any clue that your life could be the consequence of such words? Why don't you explain who you are, fo as far as I can see you are in no conditiion to be taklking to me in such a way," Vernon yelled harassing Trith as he usually did with everyone.

"I'm sorry, i am Trith, i am a guardian angel from Heaven, who has ventured to Imythess to become stronger in both the arts of magic and fighting,"said Trith. Trith was confused why this creature had pulled out his crossbow. He meant no harm. "I am sorry, u dont have to answer seeing as i am in no position to questio, you, but who are you, sir?" Just then, Flame, Trith's fire steed, galloped up next to his master, gave a big neigh, and stared at the new face in front of him. Seeing the cross bow pointed at his master, he puffed out little clouds of smoke, showing he was ready to pounce the man. If Trith had not been holding the horse back, it probably would have attacked. "It's ok boy, it's ok, stay here, no fighting, calm down," Trith said, soothing the horse out of it's attack position. Instead it sat down next to Trith ready to pull him on his back, and run. Trith waited for the answer of his question, if there was one

Ritz scampered out of one of the backpack of fouled goods and quickly made his way up to Vernon's shouleder. The rat held a small peice of molded cheese as he moved. The furry creature gave a his head a disaproving shake after his gaze shifted from Trith to Flame. Ritz did not like Celestials and more so disliked the element of fire. The rodent quickly made his way back to the backpack assured that Vernon understood his thoughts. Vernon did get what was Ritz was tring to convey. He shared Ritz's veiw on Celestials and fire. Both were things which stoped Pestilence and plagues from spreading and did not help in sreading at all.

Vernon did not want unneeded conflict. He could take out the angel, but the horse would likely be too much of a hassel. "Start all your conversations and you will certainly see a lot of fighting though I am not sure if it will make you a stronger fighter. More likely a dead one," Vernon snickered. Vernon slowly put his crossbow away and turned back to the way he was coming from. "If you need a name, the remeber Vernon as mine."