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''Let's go!'' Said Sam, bending earth under her to not walk.

As the group arives back at the cabin Seren lands face first on his bed. "So Sam what was it that you wanted to tell me?"

Felyx whispers to Seren. "put two and two together, you idiot!"

Seren then sits up and his face lights up a red hue due to him blushing.

Sam just showed Seren her hand with the mark. ''Hope you know what is it.'' She said. She yawned and fell n her bed. ''Goodnight, guys.''

Seren then smiles happily and goes outside for a minute. Outide you can hear him cheering for joy. Then he silently walks inside and then falls happily asleep.

Niena, who has been sitting in the cabin the whole time, tilts her head. "Well, this looks like an interesting group of people...."

Sam was already sleeping. ''I.. will.. bash the were-wolf.. next time..'' she said in her sleep.

Seren then woke up early that morning to eat. "I know you're here elf. It is ok to come out."

"Hi," Niena said, standing up and smiling. "I'm Niena, nice to meet you!" She curtsies.

"Why do you hide in the shadows. We are a group whom will not hurt you. By the way I am Seren Hawkins." He then bows toward the elven women.

"Pleasure to meet you, Seren. As to hiding in the shadows, well, I've had difficulties with others in the past, and I've learned to tread softly." She smiles. "But I feel I'll be alright here."

"I will let my friends know of your presence. They will not be aggressive toward you." Seren then walks over to Sam and attempts to wake her up. "Sam. Come on wake up."

Sam wakes up. ''What!? The Were-wolf is there!? Potatoes are invading the earth!?''

He then chuckles. "No. Its just me. That must have been some dream you were having."

"The potatoes aren't due to invade for another year," Niena said, face completely serious, looking across the room at Sam.

''Did she say that with a straight face?'' Asked Sam, worried about if really potatoes were going to invade.

"I'd doubt its true. We may bot understand a elven swnse of humor. Seren then looks around for his brightsteel. "I need my satchel. Why am I always losing the darn thing."

''I dont know, its like my glasses i always lose them somewhere that is obviously near me.. WAIT WHERE ARE MY GLASSES!?'' She asked, as her glasses were.. again.. on her eyes..

"I knew a wizard who could make potatoes do his bidding," Niena commented, smiling at Sam. "But he was nice, and I don't think he'd actually have them invade....But then again, he might." She shrugged.