--- Adventure 1 ---

Angy se simti oarecum indignata....reusi sa capteze atentia unui barbat...si atunci trebui sa apara si lupoaica asta...

With all this, Rissa was wet to the skin. She left her clothing package on the ground and prepared to dry herself with a spell. 'You could swear this water hold onto us, the fire-sorcerers'.

Ias was walking and from a distance, it could be heard that he was chanting:

*Vraeslor, the red world...

No hope for lost and lone.

Crimson domes the foreigners will slay

When, seeking, from home, so far away,

The fields of the forgotten... for living - the decay.*

But these weren't his lyrics. You could say that there was something missing... something defining for this type of Kajia art (singing art).

Seeing almost everyone was present, Ronin decided to show himself, so that he won't miss the action when the elf would appear.

"Se aduna lumea" isi zise . Ii privi pe cei din juru-i cu drag. Simti ca-i leaga ceva . Pana la urma , chiar si lupoaica parea simpatica.

"Uite"grai ea"ia blana ce-am primit-o in dar, poate te mai incalzesti."

"Crezi ca eu nu sufar de-atata apa? Dupa cum stii..pisicile nu suporta apa defel... "

Rissa denied Angy's offer. "I love water too, but not like this. Let me show you"

And the woman held her hand in such way that between her fingers, a small flame appeared. She held the flame above her head untill she was dry, and then offered it to Angy though... with not to much pleasure.

* That light, I saw it too far and too high...

Poison-green traversing sky,

Forgotten death that tells no lie -

A ka'phry that hopes to... die.*

Again, Ias was lonely chanting foreign lyrics than his. He didn't stop until he had reached the place of meeting.

*Forever we'll go through joy and sorrow,

Endless grief that knows no morrow...

Right there, where blood-drop mountains stand... so hollow...

Farewell now, I say to all, because,

Farewell... you, forever loved, but here... I was...*

duro'than le privea amuzat pe cele dou

Though cats were not friends with wolves, Rissa didn't feel any threat in Angy.

Ias stopped for a moment when he felt that the Barbarian was watching. 'How much indication can you get to sing for a barbarian?' though he also saw these at his Kajia concerts.

*I can believe not that there are any places,

Where the sky, blood doesn't cry.

And I cannot believe there aren't dread faces,

That in nightmares haunt me when they fly.*

Angy o privea cu interes pe lupoaica . "Hmm"isi zise"se pare ca am de a face cu o persoana increzatoare in propriile-i

forte , ba mai mult putin cam plina de sine...Ei las' , asta nu va mai dura mult." Apoi un zambet ciudat i se asternu

pe fata . Se aseza pe o buturuga uscata , si isi indrepta ochii catre cer , visand .

Rissa dispeled the flames and then sat near Angy, listening to Ias. He was chanting slowly and quietly, as for himself.

*I can believe not that a ghost, to the nether bound,

Won't try always it's corpse to be found...

And I cannot believe she wouldn't rest again within

Why... it used to be her home... her own kin.*

Deodata , fata se trezi din visare. Auzi un cantecel , ciudat,ce-i drept, dar care-i ajungea pana la inima , si-i dadea

o senzatie de siguranta . Isi intoarse privirea , si-l zari pe Ias . O trecura fiorii cand incepu a da atentie versurilor .

"Sa fie oare Ias un suflet de artist? " se gandi ea.