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Bastet had leaned on Nelphean on the way in. Before she turned to go, she laughed at Vik as he awoke momentarily, and then put one hand on Nelphean's face, just looking at him. "I had no idea he could do that. Good day Elf." She turned and walked to her hall, yawning widely and stretching on the way. When she reached her room, she went inside, and an angry cat noise was prompted from Kepi as she flopped carelessly onto the bed and passed out.

Nelphean walked casually towards the manor, whistling an old tune that once was sung to him by one of his closest friends... He leaned on a crutch, keeping his waight on his right side and avoided using his left arm...

Sitting infront of a wooden door, Ke'Nel looked at his hands, hands that viciously attacked the very man who...

His mind swirled, he stood, and walked towards the door. He knocked twice, and opened...

Watching the birds play carelessly in the air, Sylphina wondered what became of her father and her half-brother. She knew that Nelphean had finially decided to stop running, but she knew not what he intended to do... Every thought was confused, as theelf who was her father was not the man the Sorceress made him out to be...

My mother... murdered... thirty years ago... Nelphean must have lied about that, but nothing in his demeanor revealed any dishonesty... I am only twenty five... How is that posible...

Singing softly to herself, Taria considered everything that Nelphean had said to her the night before... My mother was muredered after he was... but he is alive, and I remember my mother being sold into slavery... This doesn'e make any sense... She stopped singing, which drew a glance from her sister,

"Sorry... I think I actually like Nelphean.. father..." The first time she had ever said the word without a hint of violence or hate...

"I know... It is like he is a kind man with a golden heart... Why did the sorceress tell us things that were not true?" Sylphina pondered the implications, "Maybe Nelphean is lying to us..."

Taria shook her head. "No, he was definately telling the truth..." An honest illusionist... The room that Nelphean had traped the pair in was becoming smaller, and smaller. The rogue felt that she would die of starvation if she never got outside again... Perhaps Nelphean was a devil...

Snow found Nelphean a few miles away from the manor, partially battered. "Hey darling... How are you?" Nelphean said coyly. The horse just walked up to him, and nudged him with her head, and nusled his shoulder and neck. "Hey, I don't kisso n the first date..." Nelphean purred... He hugged his friend and mare, and climbed onto her back, and rode her back to the manor, where Monolith had gathered the necessary materials.

"Thank you Gentle Giant, now gow play with the trees." Nelphean ordered his emotionless behemoth. Why build something only good for war... Nelphean jested. The metal construct looked odd tending to the trees as flowers, cleaning the leaves and fallen branches...

Nelphean slowly dismounted Snow, and sent her towards green pastures, and balanced his weight painfully onto both legs... "Maybe... No... Now...." Nelphean spread his arms out wide, and began to chant loudly, calling forth arcana from the bowls of the planes, from nature, and from the blood stream of the universe...

Some time near the evning, Nelphean awoke to see that his casting ahd succeeded. The two statues were awoken...

"Now, onto the candle sticks..." Nelphean laughed, and rose, and went to his room to drink another potion... "Only three left..." Not good...

(Well, that was impatient wasnt it? And because youre Nelphean, I have to do this.)

Idalla darted through the halls, praying not to be seen. She didnt want to deal with either Calcryx or Saradin, their overbearing attitudes were a little much to deal with right now. Relaxation was important too, or at least she believed. Peeking into the kitchen, she eased as she didnt find Saradin cooking, which was still a very odd thought for her. Pushing the door open she waltzed in and dropped nonchalantly into a chair, looking at her company. "Who do we have here?"

((Saradin! xd ))

He walked down the hall with his arms stretched out, as if he was stretching out his wings. Why? Balance of course. When put through the motions and such of swordplay and the like, it was flawless. But when it came to walking...he was anything but steady on his feet. In fact, he was rather quite clumsy and for the sake of staying upright on his feet, he would gladly look stupid while walking until he gained the balance that seemed to come naturally to these top heavy people. "Embarrassing? Yes. Effective? Yes. Easy? No..."

Sensing the amiss air, Nelphean decided to play along. He took her hand, and gently brough her knuckles to his lips. "My name is Nelphean." He said, as he smiled. "The elf you cannot see is still there, perhaps the Eldar do not wish to be found."

"What might your name be, enigma?"

"It would be Idalla. And you are quite right that I am an enigma." She replied sweetly as she retracted her hand. "Perhaps they do hide here still. But it remains that you dont see them. And I do know that they are foreigners to begin with. Where might you have arrived from?" Her other hand tapped silently beneath the table against the book in her pocket, reminding her not to go to far with her act.

The clatter of a large bipedal being slamming into the floor caught Calcryx's attention quickly, shattering one insane theory before he could finish it, as well as filling him with memories. "So, who are you? The tail tells me you arent Saradin. And dont get me started on the magical ramefications of your very existance." Scratching his chin patiently, he watched the swishing tail of the fake stood on trembling legs.

((No one respects my desire to be left alone! crying ))

"Nothing that should concern you my pointy eared friend." She said while letting her free hand touch the aforementioned ear. "I do so enjoy the way you reply to me without a discernable answer in your words." Idalla mused as she watched Nelpean carefully, still unsure of quite how to size him up. "Though you may become more the enigma to me than I am to you if this continues."

"Ah, Eclipse. The pooch. What exactly are you doing in this form then?" Calcryx said, examing the differences between the real Saradin and this one. He couldnt really see any, humans all blended together anyways, it was other than by sight that he recognized them. "And having a little trouble standing up are we?"