"Oh how wonderful!" Upon seeing the man, Garrisse, she rises and walks to him. "How wonderful it is to see you again. Please please come, meet the others. Everyone, this is Garrisse, a wonderfully witty man whom I've met before. Garrisse, this is Mishrona, Kelandra, Ahn'rak, and Ajare." Cassi then leads the man over and settles on the ground once more.

"Kelandra.. what a beautiful name. I've never heard it before. The pleasure is all mine. Mrs. Night Elf."

::Perhaps he misinterpreted her words, but oddly enough, he believed her last name to be Night Elf, and not what it truly was.::

"This truly has been one eventful evening." Smiling at all of her newly found friends, Cassi settles back comfortably, enjoying it all.

"This truly has been one eventful evening." Smiling at all of her newly found friends, Cassi settles back comfortably, enjoying it all.

"Thank you , Kelandra means great warrior!!!" She has always been proud of her name.
"I am a Night Elf, my kind are the protectors of the forest and it's trees."

Ignoring the fact that the boy is not talking to her, she speaks to him, "Disciples? Disciples of what, or who? I would think that if he were a little more cordial upon first meeting, then he would be less likely to be 'misunderstood'. I'm sorry, I didn't catch your name."

Mishrona lifts a wineskin in agreement, then speaks and drinks from it. She seems suddenly overly tired. "I'll agree to that one."

::He denoted Kelandra saddened demeanor, but would not enforce something painful to her, and then he looked to Mishrona, as he tilted his head slightly to the side almost amazed she's never heard of them.::

"You've never heard of the Disciples?? Really?"

::He grabbed his book as he opened it flipping through the pages until he found a chapter designated entirely for them.::

:;He then began to tell the story...

"In stories long since forgotten to the hands of time there was a castle that rested nestled on the highest peak of the Dwanen Mountains. This place was not riddled with secrecy and beauty but it was also a truly sacred place that was home to an old and extremely wise Sage. You see, fellow traveler, within this castle was the Temple of Crystal Dreams and the Historian, if you will, for all that is this world we thrive in. Some believe the Sage, as well as his domain existed before the Pixies began to flourish.

He could tell amazing tales of times before any recorded existence but upon the first arrival of Queen Silvernarion, it is said that he had already foreseen all the troubles that would befall the lands. Within his temple he gathered together his most loyal of subjects and forged the table of the Disciples. The Sage’s sole intention was to protect this planet and his world by any means necessary and no matter who it might have been that threatened his peaceful world.

Unbeknownst to even his own Disciples, that darkest of evil alliance were being formed right beneath his very home. These 21 Disciples swore to protect, not only this world, but this castle, their home, with their very lives. Touched by their devotion and loyalty, he bestowed certain powers amongst them and ordered them off into the world to cleanse the evil. These Disciples set out to find the worthy heroes of every race, tribe, culture, and lifestyle to help preserve this planet.

The Disciples, somehow, remained unknown throughout the histories of the world, though they were there; present and accounted for in every last skirmish and war. They battled the harpies and even the hordes of Lord Pythonian right up until his sudden disappearance. Who truly knows; it might have just been one of these men who finally found a way to banish him.

It was shortly after Pythonian’s sudden disappearance that the Disciples, also, disappeared. While their whereabouts remained unknown for centuries, I can assure you they do still truly exist. Ever watching over the Sage’s World, ever vigilant in protecting both Brombear and the planet itself, and never faltering in their oath and sworn promise to maintain the peace and order if evil should ever find a way to rise once again…"

::He took a moment as he looked up from his book.::

"More recently, however, this castle was devastated by a sudden and massive invasion from the demons.. The Disciples, backed into a corner, tried to get the Great Sage to flee.. but he would not, and instead..he gave them one last order, before he simply vanished before there very eyes.."

Mishrona jumps once again and speaks angrily, "Are you all TRYING to give me a heart attack tonight?!" She seems overly jumpy for some reason, like something is eating at her. Once her short outburst is complete, she immediately calms. "I am sorry. My temper is short lived lately." With nothing more than that, she sits back down and stares at the fire with a heavy sigh.

"A grand tale storyteller" "Fit for the bards"

"Since the Great Sage's disappearance.. the Disciples, who are all of different races and ties.. have slowly began to drift apart and become cold, and distant without his guidance, though they still obey his final request.. as they pursue a way to find him.."

::He looks down for a moment.::

"..my brother is no exception. He has become very distant, even with me lately.. So that is why I left his side and began to travel the world in hopes one day I might find this Great Sage, and revive the warm spirit my brother seems to have lost.."

Mishrona moves off a little, still in the light and heat of the fire and takes out her bedroll. "I'll take first and second watch if anyone wants to get some rest. I'll watch and the first to go to sleep or the one still up is the one I will hand off duty to," Realizing she was taking charge when there wasn't a need for it, she immediately backtracked her words, "if...if no one has a problem with that." Looking suddenly timid, a look that is in stark contrast with the woman that jumped up to defend all others present when faced with the horsemen.

Mishrona moves off a little, still in the light and heat of the fire and takes out her bedroll. "I'll take first and second watch if anyone wants to get some rest. I'll watch and the first to go to sleep or the one still up is the one I will hand off duty to," Realizing she was taking charge when there wasn't a need for it, she immediately backtracked her words, "if...if no one has a problem with that." Looking suddenly timid, a look that is in stark contrast with the woman that jumped up to defend all others present when faced with the horsemen.

Mishrona moves off a little, still in the light and heat of the fire and takes out her bedroll. "I'll take first and second watch if anyone wants to get some rest. I'll watch and the first to go to sleep or the one still up is the one I will hand off duty to," Realizing she was taking charge when there wasn't a need for it, she immediately backtracked her words, "if...if no one has a problem with that." Looking suddenly timid, a look that is in stark contrast with the woman that jumped up to defend all others present when faced with the horsemen.

"Oh, sir, I am merely reading from my book.."

::The book was rather large and probably had over a 1,000 or so pages that was all in the same distinct handwritting; meaning, more then likely it was appropriate to assume.. he had written it himself, or someone else wrote the entire contents.::