[Carnasch]

Carnasch put his clothes on as he found them, tucking the silvered dagger into the front of his belt and keeping his axe in his hands. When the elven voice broke the silence the Vagaran whipped around to face the direction it came from. He relaxed slightly when he heard what the bodiless voice had to say, but never the less kept himself ready to defend himself, even if he could not see.

"Who are you?" he asked, the mountainous man started forward slowly, feeling gingerly with his feet, for the hurt individual. "Who is Missa? Where are we?" He continued till he found the other man, and then did what he could to help him, if he could.