Prisoners|Naurorod

[Kender Bard]

The Fire clan scouts march Brem and Volt into the area, where they draw many suspicious looks and angry glares.

[iamtuo]

Brem tries to maintain some composure but still looks worried and prays he didnt just lead Volt to his death.

[Kender Bard]

Volt keeps his head high, but his eyes reveal all the intense fear he feels.

Their captors march the two through a long route amongst the clan, allowing nearly every member to look upon them before finally bringing them to stand before a more ornate dwelling than all the others. A regal, noble (for a barbarian) looking man strides out. He says nothing, but merely stares hard at Brem and Volt. "..Greetings. What are your names?"

[iamtuo]

"...My name is Brem."

[Kender Bard]

"V-volt," his companion replies.

Charanth studies them both a moment before glancing at the female leader. "Bring them into my home so I might question them directly."

The female shifts uncomfortably, but a look from her leader silences her and she nods. Following Charanth into the home, the female roughly pushes the two past the cloth door inside.

The home is very modest, as is to be expected. It's merely two rooms - one, with a large chair and a few smaller ones, is the one that the group is within. Charanth sighs and sinks down onto the large chair and motions for the other two to be seated.

[iamtuo]

Brem cautiously sits down with a confused look on face.

[Kender Bard]

Volt sighs and sinks into a chair next to Brem, looking pale. After a few moments, Charanth speaks up in a low, commanding voice, "So, Storms.. Why are you in my lands?" He watches them intently, reading their expressions like someone would read a book.

[iamtuo]

Brem takes a few moments to gether his courage before speaking. "We are here because we want this war to stop."

[Kender Bard]

Charanth makes a fist so tight that it drains the blood from his knuckles. Volt involuntarily cringes, seeing the fire dancing in Charanth's eyes. His voice is calm, but the simmering rage beneath it can be heard in a slight tremor, as he says, "I'll not rest until I get my sister back. The bastard insulted me - I consider that repayed now, but I just know they have her."

[iamtuo]

"...Do you know where she might be?"

[Kender Bard]

Charanth nods, gazing off in the distance. "I have a feeling Darkstorm has her."
"Dark Cloud you mean," Volt corrects. Charanth shakes his head.
"Similar names, but no," he sighs. "A Storm type.. By the name of Darkstorm. He's the one that incited all this."

[iamtuo]

Brem seems a bit lost at this. "....What can we do to help end this war?"

[Kender Bard]

Charanth stares hard at Brem, then looks away, stroking his chin in thought. "The only thing that will cause me to pull away from Maelstrom is if I know where my sister is, and know that she is safe and secure. I could send you to help look for her, but how can I trust you?"

[iamtuo]

Brem takes a deep breath hoping this will work. "...There is a Fire elemental girl. I helped to free her captured brother from a Storm village that I believed were mistreating him. Her name is Pyrella."

[Kender Bard]

Charanth sits up a little straighter. "You were the unnamed Storm that helped Pyrella save Ashen?"