There was suddenly a shimmering sound and a rainbow of pillars of light appeared, and when they spoke, it was with a choir of voices. "And thus the tasks have been completed, for the journey to take place. Go, all of you into the world. For now it is your task to right the natural order that has been disrupted."
"And for you, Young Servante, you will find peace and contentment. And you will return to your home waters once more. We will guide your steps, and those of the one who stole your joy, it will return to you."
The lights disappeared, and the way into the jungles, was clear at last.
Barry shook his head. "If it had been an enemy it would have attacked, not just shown and left. I think, I may be wrong, but I THINK we may have just been blessed or something similar."
Barry carefully climbs up onto one of the horses, not yet urging the horse to go on, waiting for the others.
Not long after the pillar of light had vanished, Cally would sense Orma calling out to her. Cally it's Orma... I have some bad news you might want to let the others know of... There was a long moment of silence before finally a mental bombshell was dropped. Lazaro was just here. He... I'm sorry, Cally. Saul is dead, Lazaro killed him and then left before we could do anything.
Servante gives Cally a very cold glance at her choice of words and sighs, a deep anger slowly building within him.
"That was probably some trick from a human mage. But if the mage promises something such as that, let's hope that the mage can pay it."
Servante's face remained smooth, as if unaffected from the words. But inside the anger and the grevious wound on his heart festered from the lights choice of words. How can they promise such a thing? They probably hold my skin so that I will be forced to do as they say.
James? We have an unbeliever! her thought rang out in a singsong manner, and she sidled closer to Servante, "I called James, he'll be able to clear this ALL up for you." her tone of voice was poisonously sweet.
Now Barry is chuckling out loud, trying hard not to but failing on an epic level. "I think Servante, your going to get a bit of a lesson from James. I'll leave that to you folks."
He then turns and walks over to one of the horses, getting himself ready to leave. Despite his chuckles and outward air, there is a slight hint of anger, most likely directed at the news of Saul's death.