[hyaline]

The tiefling was sitting on the grass some ways away from a small pond which was fed by a small stream coming from the north. Leonis was enjoying himself thoroughly playing in the water while Jena, sitting on the side with her feet in the water watched him, often laughing at his attempt to catch a fish.

As Morhau watched the two of them he couldn’t help himself by question if their intentions were good or not. How could he put his trust in these two when so many had betrayed it? But how could he not? What is a life without companionship and friends to share it with? He remembered the look in Jena’s eyes when she gave him a title and presented him with a choice, to lead a life that he has always wanted for so long or to forsake her kindness and continue to live his lonely existence.

He glanced over at her and was surprised to find her looking back at him, she offered a warm smile and turned back to the pond. A warm smile, he thought, not a deceitful smile but a smile of friendship and so he hoped.

But what of Leonis; Morhau had heard the argument the leonis had with Jena, they were probably unaware of his elven ear which were mostly cover by his hair. With what he had understood to be true, Leonis wasn’t exactly willing to trust him either. So he decided he would he would travel with these two adventures for a while anyways. He was uneasy about his choice but he believed he made the right one for himself at the moment and was grateful he had been given it.

Just then he heard a shriek from Jena and when he look over her way he couldn’t help but laugh. She was soaked from head to toe and it seemed that Leonis has splashed her because he too stood there laughing. Jena didn’t look to pleased so Morhau quickly made a fire and after seeing it she walked over to dry herself off. Only then did he notice how beautiful she really was. From her thick, flowing auburn hair to her delicate facial features that were intensified by her mysterious green eyes, to her shapely tanned body which was now personified by her leather armor that clung to her.

She sat beside him shivering, the fire was not yet big enough to warm her, after all it was autumn. The tiefling took off his cloak and passed it over to her.

“Thank you Morhau, I never would have expected…,” she caught herself

“From someone like me, a tiefling,” Morhau replied.

“I didn’t mean….”

“I know, and I wish to thank you and Leonis for the kindness you have shown me.”

Leonis soon came up to them and and threw five fish on the fire; he was still chuckling.

“I’ll get you back, you over grown furball,” said Jena in a playful tone.


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Morhau awoke the next morning to a thick haze and to the smell of smoke. His first thought was that their camp fire had set ablaze the forest that surrounded them but that thought was quickly put aside when he heard a soft voice at his side.

“Leonis has gone to see what has happened, to find out what it is that burns.”

Jena was sitting beside him; she extended a hand and gave him some fruit, Morhau thanked her and ate while she packed up along with returning his cloak. A moment later Leonis bounded into camp and spoke rapidly to the both of them.

“A small, nearby village is burning, I also smell orcs about.”