Jinn

Meanwhile in a small cavernous ravine on the otherside of the mountain a stone wall cover with moss and multiple Arcaine glyphs makes an unlocking noise.... Slowly the wall creeps to the right, dust billows out as tiny pebbles start to fall.

A sillhoutte slowly crawls out and climbs to his feet. He pulls his long fair hair out of his eyes and places it gentle behind his pierced ears. He brushes off the dust which accumulated on his cloak over time. The frail body stands tall and stretches. He looks around with his narrow eyes while drawing in a deep breath a fresh air, it feels nice. After getting his barings he says with an evil grin "Kareta..... Rapheal...."

He repeats these two names while making his way through the mountains. His legs feel stiff but he seems to have a deterimination that will not allow him to slow down. He starts to recall a battle........

There stands a man he wears black armour with a blue crystal hanging from his neck. He has long blonde hair that comes out of his helm. He uses a huge sword that he wields with one hand. The sword has cold metal from the hilt running up the front and the blade curves to a point that comes back to the hilt.

"Rapheal...." He treads through the mountains some more, he stops to rest as dawn approaches.