The beach

Stepping quickly as you make your way through the tunnel, you don't stop to take time to redress. Relying heavily on Glenda to guide you through the darkness, you do your best to keep from stumbling.

Glenda stops abruptly causing you bump into her. "Did you see something?" you whisper cautiously and hold Glenda close by. "Umm.." Glenda hesitates to reply. "Yes or no?" Her soft spoken voice is clear and crisp in the silent cave. "I have to pee." Although you cant see her face in the darkness. Her body trembles a little bit with embarrassment as her words seem to echo.

"So go already, we don't have time to waste." Glenda holds onto you and in the darkness of the cave you hear the sound her relieving herself. An awkward silence fills the air as she tugs on your arm and without saying anything else as she continues to guide you through the cave.

After what feels like hours of hasted romping through the darkness barely able to see, you catch a glimpse of moonlight and start to hear a faint crashing of waves echo lightly through out the damp tunnel.

Coming to a halt at the entrance of the cave, you collapse to your knees. Resting on the soft sand you rub your forehead. The small gash from the impact throbs lightly as the salt air hits it. "Not my best choice of maneuvers." wincing slightly. Glenda chuckles as she places her hands on your warm, flushed cheeks pulling you in lightly and kissing your tender forehead. "Nobody wins in a headbutt." She giggles lightly before hugging you gently. "Thank you a thousand times over for saving me."

She squeezes you firmly and your body tingles all over. Your throbbing head and the firm embrace cause your thoughts to wander, letting your memory flood back into you as a wave crashing on the near by shore. You remember all of it: Ivona, the armory, the duel, most of all the embrace.

Glenda pulls her head back and looks you in the eyes a bit confused at your neglect. Snapping out of your thoughts you blush and return the hug. "Sorry. My thoughts were on our sisters. We must hurry, not much time to rest here. If we hurry we can catch her." You speak bluntly as you stand and dust the exotic elf off.

In haste you start to dress. A pair of leather pants, a leather belt, a worn pair of boots. Sliding your hand axe in your belt you look over at Sister Glenda. She is dressed much the same although she has a loose fitting shirt and a pair of daggers.

Running your hand through your hair you look up at the cliff. It would take hours to scale it if you had the correct equipment. You let out a sigh at not even having a stupid fucking rope.

"Glenda." You look both directions down the beach. "Which way would take us to city of Gerlangen?" With an aggravated sigh you think back to all the times you had a chance to go to other abbey's and skipped out because you had more fun training.

Glenda placing a finger by her mouth ponders for a moment before looking you squarely in the eyes. "No idea." Throwing your hands up you pick a direction and start walking.

"Do you know if its this way?" Glenda asks as she starts to follow. "No idea, sis. Standing there isn't going to get me an answer."