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Kori and Crysor both flinched and held their ears, having sensitive hearing. Kori hopped down and tried to comfort his friend, although he really couldn't do much of anything and his ears felt like they had exploded.
Crysor sifted through the rubble sadly, old memories coming back to him in a rush.

he shoved Kori back. "THIS CAN'T BE! WHO WOULD DO SUCH A THING!!!" He threw his sword into a tree. "DAMMIT, WHO EVER DID THIS SHIT I'M GOING TO KILL THEM!"

Kori flinched away, slightly scared by his berserk rage. He decided to keep his distance, and also decided that this was not a good time to tell Falen that he had accidentally caused part of this to happen- not on purpose, of course. He was a mischievous little hobbit, but he certainly wasn't evil.
Crysor had slumped against a wall, holding his head like that could shut out the memories.

"MY FAMILY EVERYTHING!" He punched a tree, nearly breaking it in half. "Everything... Gone." He just slumped over and started to cry.

Kori inhaled sharply. Yes, definitely not the time to tell him about the relic.

(I was just reading your other one, what the heck is going on?)

(Which one? There are a couple of confusing ones)

(The magical girl that is butt naked?)

(Oh yes... Don't ask. It wasnt my choice.)

(Haha. Did she just get raped?)

(Sorta. I guess... Idk. I didn't ask for details)
(Shall we get back to our own rp?)

(Yeah yeah.)

"Why?" He got up and punched the tree again, this time making it topple over.

(Yay *happeh for le topic change*)

Kori gulped, deciding that he would never tell Falen about the relic as long as he lived.

"This." He walked toward the hobbit. "This was your doing, wasn't it!" He unsheathed one of his two cutlasses. "Ever since a certain hobbit stole a gem everything went mad!" He was prepared to kill the hobbit right then and there. "You are that hobbit aren't you!"

Kori gulped, his eyes wide.
"Maybe. Maybe not," he whimpered, holding arms up to protect his face, as if that would really work against a powerful and angry man.

He struck a rock with his cutlass so hard I cracked into pieces. "ARE YOU THAT HOBBIT OR NOT?"

Kori froze like a deer in headlights.
"Yes- BUT DON'T KILL ME! I'M GOING TO MAKE THINGS RIGHT AGAIN! I'M RETURNING THE THING TO GET THINGS BACK TO NORMAL! DON'T KILL ME!"
Crysor came walking over, hearing the irate Falen and terrified Kori, confused.

"TELL ME WHY I SHOULDN'T CUT YOUR HEAD OFF RIGHT NOW!!!" He stuck a finger out at Crysor. "Let me handle this."

Crysor took a step back, holding his hands up submissively.
"Alright, look- there's a very delicate magic to the relic thingy. It has to go back to the specific part of the temple or came from or it won't work and we're all screwed. I know exactly where the temple is, and more importantly, I know what section it needs to go in so the magic works. Not everyone knows that," Kori explained, hoping that Falen wasn't one of the ones who knew because if he did then Kori was useless and a very dead little hobbit.

"You are right little hobbit, not everyone knows. But some do, I am part of the group you see." He sheathed his cutlass "I will let you live." He popped his knuckles. "But I'm going to beat the crap out of you first!"