"Alright. What about him?" Prosper said, indicating West, who was still running around in circles.

"Yes sir!" Marcus quickly picked up Prosper's scent and followed him.

"Hey, Mister Maxwell sent me to help you out with food. Did you get enough?"

Farnham said: "Hey, I was three five old. Give me a break."

<OOC>I've never been three five old. What's it like? </OOC>

It didn't take long to reach Aurieul's horse. Luckily, he was right where she left him.

Aurieul replied, "I ran into them in Cardigh. I had nothing left for me there, and Drek promised to teach me about my ancestors, so I joined them. How did you end up joining them?"

"So you are the reason we're headed to the mountains? The Talismonger said you were all headed there to fix a magic ring, and that would explain why you wear it around your neck instead of on your finger." Aurieul then noticed the inscriptions. "Do you know what the inscriptions say?"

Suddenly, Eruantian and Aurieul vanished in a blaze of blue light.

Eruntian and Aurieul find themselves in a strange place... a wind-swept ice-field that by rights should be bonechillingly cold... and yet neither Eruntian nor Aurieul feel cold at all. Eruntian and Aurieul are dressed differently.

Aurieul is wearing a formal gown made from thousands of delicate woven strands of glass. Upon her head is an outlandishly ornate hat made entirely of feathers, and in her hand is a lacy parasol, (the kind that high-society women walk around with as a status symbol).

Eruntian is dressed in a suit of clothes that looks fit for a prince, with a silk handkerchief flowing out of his left breast pocket and a very ornate walking stick in his hand.

<GM's NOTES:
Neither Eruntian nor Aurial has any idea what just happened or where they are. This doesn't look like the strange world Eruntian was in before (the one that was inside his mind when he went into a coma following his battle with the dire-wolf). The place isn't cold, but it looks like it should be cold. The snow is snow, the ice is ice, but it's not cold. In short, some of the natural laws are different here. Play along guys, 'k? I'm going somewhere with this.>

Marcus poked Prosper with his claw. "Hey, you awake? I said, did you get enough food?"

"What just happened? Where are we? Was that your ring?" Aurieul had no idea where she was, what she was wearing, or why she wasn't cold. There was snow and ice...shouldn't she be cold? Hopefully Eruantian knows what's going on. He wouldn't use the ring unless he knew what would happen, right?

"I... I... have no idea..." Eruantian reluctantly admitted "This has never happened to me before..."

Well this is wonderful. I've been back less than an hour and already we're separated again. What's he doing using a broken magical ring if he doesn't know the consequences?...That's not going to help right now. We need to figure out where we are.

"Do you recognize this place? Maybe we should start walking."

Aurieul tried to keep her frustration out of her voice, but she didn't even know this guy very well and now they were alone together...together alone? indefinitely. Despite not knowing the others much longer (a matter of days, really) she felt more attached to them. Actually, thoughts of possible rescue and the little kindnesses shown her by them had helped her to be strong in Targos.

<OOC>This reminds me of The Magician's Nephew from The Chronicals of Narnia. Did anyone else recognize the similarity? </OOC>

"I've been to a similar place... sort of..." Eruantian replied while deep in thought "But that place was actually cold... Hmm... We might not have to walk anywhere at all. If putting on my ring sent us... to where ever this is, removing it might send us back." Eruantian reached for his ring...

<OOC>I'll let Sarge decide what happens next.>

<<<Meanwhile, back at the camp>>>
In the space where Eruntian and Aurieul had vanished in a brief glow of blue light was an flat image of them and their surroundings. Micheal could see Eruntian and Aurieul and hear what they were saying. He heard somone call out to them, and he heard Eruntian's reply, but he couldn't see who it was they were talking to.

Micheal called out: "Aurieul! Eruntian! Hey... hey can you hear me? Hey, guys! Hey.... "

<GM's Note: To Eruntian and Aurieul, he sounds like he's just a few feet away... but they can't see him at all.>

<<<In the place that Eruntian and Auriuel are in>>>

Micheal's voice suddenly could be heard, calling out to Eruntian and Aurieul by name and asking if either could hear him. As this happened, Maria Mourte dismounted from her horse and began walking toward Aurieul & Eruntian's position. She didn't say anything, and she kept her hands by her side.

<OOC> Mind if we just assume West is with us? </OOC>