The wind whipped Reb's hair in her face. She was being drenched from head to toe. She had been on a bounty hunt for someone, and now looked down upon the city which scared her most. A shiver ran throughout her body, as she stood on the ridge looking at it. The streets of the dark and lifeless city had dust mixed with rain pelting it's beautifuly crafted homes. The man she was hunting was worth a thousand gold pieces, she and Star Gazer need the money to live. She had no home to worry about but to buy enough food for a horse, two wolves, a dragon, and herself/Zantya. It was so exspensive. She mustered up enough strength to walk a few paces, until a goolish howl found it's way her her ear, carried by the wind. " Come! Come to meeeeeee!" It sang, and Reb refused to be dragged into it's evil powers. She let her mind wander, and then headed down the muddied hill. Star Gazer didn't follow that time.

Eredhion watched the girl from a distance on Turin.
Tell me again, why are we watching her?Turin ask though mind speak, looking over his shoulder at Eredhion.
I'm not sure exactly. Something tells me to keep an eye on her is all. Maybe something interesting will occur around her.
That would be a nice change. Turin laughed his raspy laugh though his beak.
Eredhion rolled his eyes. True it had been a bit boring lately, maybe this girl would change things.

Reb crouched down low, and made her way around buildings. Even though there weren't any people around. She drew her sword, and kept her dagger close to her side. She wasn't taking any chances. The man she was hunting was dangerous, and if the voices of this town molded his evil attidue, he may be unstobale. This man was an elf, and had an emense amount of power. As she turned a corner, an arrow wized by her head, and burrowed in her shoulder. She didn't even flinch, but only pulled it out and shot an return arrow at who ever had shot her.

A man launched himself at her. She rolled on to her back and kicked her legs up and sent him flying over her and hitting the wall of a building. He jumped up and then fell back down on Reb. She fought his hands and tried to get her dagger. Fire encircled her hands and he shot off of her and fell away. She jumped to her feet and grabbed her dagger with her hands and chunked it at him. She missed. She screamed angrily and he chunked it back. He didn't miss. It burrowed itself into her gut. She didn't have to time to cringe in pain. She was too busy fighting off his advances with a sword. He looked deranged. She slammed the but of her sword into his windpipe and he fell backwards coughing up blood. She took her chance and knocked him out cold. She grabbed rope from her belt and tied his hands and his feet up with elven rope. She didn't take a single chance. She tied his hands up above his head on the gutter of a house. She rolled out a blanket and sat down and pulled the dagger out. Blood followed in a rushing torrent. She just gritted her teeth and bared the pain.

Wil looked toward Gronadolana. He knew Reb was there, fighting. He urged Kagraign forward. When they reached Star Gazer, Wil hopped off Kagraign's back and ran toward Reb. As he drew Mor'ranr, Wil saw apparitions appear. They started as twisted, evil spires of demons, but quickly changed into his mother, Claire, his father, Damien, and his younger brohter, Daret.{OOC: No, not named for the town in the movie} He shook his head, trying to keep his senses. "Reb, I see my mother, my father, and my little brother. I heard that my mother and father were killed in a village raid and my brother was taken by the Raz'ac. Why would they be the source of nightmares?" He asked. Suddenly, bandits appeared, slaughtering Claire and Damien. Then the Raz'ac came and took Daret, being none too gentle. Wil's mental string snapped. He rushed at the Raz'ac, sword in hand and tears streaming. He slashed, and the Raz'ac, his brother, and his mutilated parents all disappeared in a wisp of smoke. Wil fell to the ground, sobbing over the second loss of his little brother. "Damn you!" He yelled to the apparitions. He thought he could hear a slight chuckling as the shadows disappeared. He tried to clear his mind yet again and looked to Reb, who was apparently still fighting. "Reb! Let me help!" he yelled. "Waise heil," Reb's wounds were healed. Then Wil, with bloodshot eyes, raised his sword and tried to join the fight but couldn't find a good opening on the man without endangering Reb.

Wil sat where Reb had told him. He hated the Raz'ac with a passion. "I've already tracked down the bandits who killed my parents. They are avenged. But I have not found the Raz'ac to get my brother back. It's been three years...He would be eleven now." Wil said. He felt more tears coming but held them back.

Wil saw the spectres return. "T-they're back. If I have to see my parents being slaughtered again I'll..." He started. He saw the spectres form but he didn't know what they were forming into. He didn't recognize any of the apparitons at all. He looked to Reb, confused.