[Jade Alanon]

Silence didn't often disturb Jade, in fact she often preferred it to the noise of crowds and the city and such, but the silence that permeated around the Outlands was unnerving, birds were all Jade could really hear and even that was a rarity. Nymira noticed the eerie quiet as well and stayed close to her bondmate, perhaps it was because it was so early, but neither sister could be sure and neither wished to be separated from one another in case something attacked them. That was one problem being in such a spiritual place as Zinn'Sunn, one that wasn't all too spiritual didn't know what to expect, one such as Jade. Jade wasn't religious or spiritual really, but she had respect for the gods and the spirits that roamed the land.

Jade had her instincts and knew when there was somethin wrong with a place or at least something that wasn't really right. When she and Nymira stepped close to the shrine, both could feel the sense of eeriness there, the sense that they weren't alone there, but that was what Jade wanted wasn't it? The Stone Lantern itself was impressive enough, it had stood the test of time and remained a beacon of hope to those that wished to touch the spirit realm, offering fire and a name in exchange for the possibility to see a passed one loved one. Jade had carried the flame with her carefully, careful to keep it lit by moving slowly, Nymira had told her sister of the magic the Stone Lantern was said to hold and wished to see if it truly worked or if it was legend.

Sounds and voices could be heard on the wind, it send shivers up Jade's skin yet she didn't flee, she stood her ground as she would have with an opponent she could see. To fear whatever was there was to give it strength and Jade couldn't afford to give any but herself strength. Jade had lit the lantern and set the candle aside, voicing the name of the man she wished so badly to meet again, to remember. Once the candle was lit, the voices came to a halt, the wind carrying off those voices and sounds and with it, carried also the name of her father, the man from her Sanguine past.

Jade wasn't sure what to do next, she leaned against her staff as she looked around almost expectantly, Nymira moved closer to her sister as she too looked around. Neither girl was good with not knowing what would happen next, it meant neither could be prepared for whatever came their way and that could be dangerous for them. The eeriness they had felt earlier intensified as did the silence, not even the sound of birds could penetrate the silence that surrounded them. Jade tuned to see the flame she had brought flicker a few times before going out, did that mean it wouldn't work or was that supposed to happen? Nymira and Jade looked at one another for a moment as though asking each other this question. Jade reached down to retrieve the candle she had brought so she could bring forth another flame, but she had to jump back for the flame rekindled on it's own and soon grew to engulf the entire lantern.

The ground began to shift and vibrate beneath Jade and Nymira's feet, as though the dead wished to rise from their graves, while both sisters were scared, neither fled the area, both too stubborn to admit any sort of defeat. Jade held tight to her staff and soon the ground halted it's shaking and silence returns to the shrine. The silence lasts only a few moments before a whisper reached their ears, it was faint at first and hard to understand at first, it was as though there was more then one voice that wished to speak, each one drowning out another so none was heard.

It was frustrating at first, but soon a voice rose above the others, Jade felt her body tense as it spoke, the one word that she understood caused her to believe her call had been answered. Nymira perked up as she too heard the voice, she knew that voice, though she hadn't heard it in so long, she missed that assuring voice and had she been in her human form, she might have allowed a few tears to fall, it was their father. "It's him Jade, it's father." She spoke with such excitement in her voice, Jade wasn't sure how to react at first. Nymira couldn't speak to their father as Jade could, so Nymira allowed Jade to speak whatever she was thinking, since all three understood that not much time remained for them to speak with the deceased.

"Yes father, we are well." A father's worry of course, whether his children were well, Jade smiled softly as she listened for him to speak again, such emotion and intenstity filled the air around them. "Father, we needed to speak with you, I needed to see you, to talk with you." She knew this would be hard for him to hear, but it had to be said. "I don't remember you like Nymira does, I don't remember anything about you."

When he mentioned the Rhasic, she could hear something in his voice, was it anger or hatred or perhaps it was fear. He had lost his elder daughter to those bastards before and had his younger daughter captured by them, of course he would hate him. "We are killing as many Rhasic as we can father, it's hard for there are so many of them and the Sanguine are getting fewer and fewer, but we are doing our best."