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(Shin dear, where did you go?) Elias smiled at the comment that the Cymarron made into his head. Yes, Sir Cymarron I have the honor of metting her, and lending her a pair of pistols of mine. he laughed out loud as he made his way to the den of the Sir Cymarron, gently knocking on the door, with his massive hands.

"Sure, just dont damage it." he handed over the halberd, then sat closer to the group, forming a circle. The halberd's pitch shaft gleamed in the sunlight.

Cymarron heard the knocking on the side of the tunnel and grinned lightly.

"Do come in, packmate Elias...we are always welcome others of the pack to our den."

He hoped Elias woudl not bee too offended, if at all, but the remains of men and the use of thier bones as furniture parts and untensils.then to K'erith, as he removed the last red candle.

"Our prey were men who treated Nailah rudely. and watched her with leeches eyes."

then to Raven.

"We like it. and if humans hide thier bodies for shame...and you are a huntress...why do you hide yours? a Hunter or a Huntress should have no shame."

Elias walked in, "My dear Cymarron, I would be lying if I said that I wasn't pleased with what you have done, What I am, saddened about is the fact that you did not wake me to join you, I do enjoy a good hunt every so often he laughed." as he admired the furtinture. "I must say dear Sir that you have turned this bodies into works of art, you are truly a master of the hunt." He said as he inhaled once more with his cigar. He saw that Lady rand and bowed to her, "I do hope that my servant was able to help you yesterday my dear lady." he smiled as he walked up to her. his hand once more light green as from it appeared rolled neatly in a rag the Lady's pistol. Elias had done more than just removed the scrathced that was placed upon, he had completely restored the gun, every gear, every spring everything had been removed cleaned and if needed replaced, the gun looked as if it had just been bought from the gun company but yesterday. " I hope that she is as good as always." he laughed as he presented the gun to her.

"We hide our bodies because we have become afraid of what people might do to them. We have tricked ourselves into believe that if we hide our vulnerable flesh, then people won't realize that it is vulnerable."

Rand took the gun, very happy that Claire was back to herself and placed her back into the hostler lying on the floor. Though his comment on the snake-mn dampened her happy mood a bit. The specter had thrown her inot the hands of insanity for a while....upon thinking of she remebered the feel of the dark energies pooring from her helpless body.

Back to her old self, it seemed.

"We have many more Hunters than Cymarron thought. and we have many more vistors then we often have had. you may share the spoils of a good hunt, Elias if you wish."

most of the meat was now free of bone but resting on it. or in it. brain was still left, and liver, and heart and lung..muscles..some lovehandles. already he was taking the other bones, ribs mostly, and usng vertabae and the spinal collum making a foot stool. other bones woudl be later used to make spoons, laddles, maybe a spice rack for the herbal garden he was growing with the roses and lilacs. sinew from teh muscles was also used to tie things together.

"You and we, Elias..have something else to speak of. Cymarron has done something, and would like you opinion, later. but right now..we prepare for rituals for our huntress. Cymarron has his own rituals for you both, now that he knows you are Hunters."

He grinned lightly, his hands deflty weaving bone and sinew into furniture.

She smiled a one fanged smile, depositing the tooth back to its place on her person. Ecara wasn't giving it up. Leaning into his hand as he scratched her ears, they twitched of their own accord. "But you just gave me that word."

Aura's orange was now gone as well. "Well have you raided the chocolate flavor of it yet? I believe there's some in there. And if you want some ice cream between my times of getting things, you could always make your own." So saying Aura crouched to a cabinet under the counter, from that cabinet she withdrew a book which was brought over to Nelphean and flipped open to the right page. "See." Aura looked away for a moment, a musing smile on her lips. "Cook books are wonderful things. And we always seem to have more raw ingredients around here anyway. And everything needed can be found in this kitchen....somewhere, searching would have to be done." A hand to the elf's shoulder. "And it would give you something to do in your free time."

"Does the cookbook come in elvish?" The elf asked with a bit of a laugh. "I can't remember how to read... non-elvish." Nelphean shruged.

"Ecara, as long as you remain who you are, Princess will you always be."