OOC: Hope this doesn't ruin things for you.

Micealæs looked down from where he stood. He had noticed earlier that he seemed to glow here, as if the place wasn't even real. But it was still treacherous, and he himself had nearly fallen prey to the elements several times. He hadn't even seen anyone else, but he had seen someone fall. He was too far to do anything. He closed his eyes, trying not to think.. Something clicked inside of him. We gave you wisdom; courage is yours to find. He whispered a word, and closed his eyes. The next thing he felt was the hand of the falling figure grasped in his own. He hadn't done a very good job with the spell; he was in an exceptionally akward position, and standing on a floating piece of rock that he had accidentally taken with him. But it had worked. He opened his mind, fearing that doing so with his mouth may break his concentration. Save your questions, fears, and feelings for later. For now, let's get out of here. He was tired from the spell, but fear kept him going. Why couldn't one of the gifts have been energy? He had tried to hold a shield up around them, but this very place was too strong. He had given in to simply bracing himself as best he could. He himself temed with questions for the other. Why was he here? But he held them, knowing that it breaking the silence could be their end.

Reb was amazed at the sight she had seen. It had been a long time since she had seen anyone in the barren prison she was currently located. Star Gazer had been keeping out of sight. It had been at least a few months since she had seen other land. She was pretty much stuck here. Zantya's father had condemed them to an entire year in the place. For no apparent reason, execpt for that Zantya had almost killed Leth. Reb was used to the cold darkness that crawled through the air like gas. Zantya had often gotten them into some pretty lonesome snags, but this one was the worst. Besides it would be over soon. Reb then went out on a limb and transfered a fifth of her power to the man who had fallen. It would do him well. And she was interested in the gem he had used.

OOC: Oh my, I'm so sorry, forgot about this, haven't been on for a long time >.<

Like a blast of cold winter air, Raven's mind erupted with the strangest of things. It was like he was reliving the past, but extremely quickly. images flashed past him like broken lightning, and in front of his eyes, he saw a blast of colors, enveloping him as he came back into consciousness. He couldn't open his eyes, but he managed a horrible groan that awakened his senses, the echo fading in his ears. First there was nothing...then, there was silence...

His eyelids felt like lead, but he managed to open them just enough to see his surroundings. All he saw seemed to be fog, and unless his mind was playing tricks on him, it seems dark shapes moved on the horizon. The fog was clearing up extremely slowly, but Raven could now make out the crags in the far distance. So, he was still alive, but his energy was perfectly dry, like a canteen left out in the morning sun. As if in answer, and small trickle of power hit him like a rock. He felt the surge, and looked in the direction it had come from. Fog still surrounded him, and he saw nothing. The amount he received was very little, as he shared it with the Raven within him, but it was enough to restore him to the point where he could move. It was truly awful, using an artifact like that. Utterly HORRIBLE, but it seemed it was worth it. He guessed that the one he had saved had survived as well, and Raven hoped that the man was not in the same condition as him.

He slowly sat up, and turned his head around. It throbbed, but he fought the feeling, but it was too much. He gave another load groan, and fell back down.

OOC: Ya im thinking of what to write. I'll edit this post.

OOC: Yes, Yes, i know, i cant think of anything though lol!