Tynan cast Feather a helpless look as they carried on down the hallway into a large sitting room. The furniture was oppulent. An elderly butler stood by the empty fireplace, holding a tray of the rich Araawan drink. "Be seated, please," Kiraha gestured. They took their seats in the large soft chairs, with Tynan placing himself directly between Feather and Kiraha. He wasn't so captivated that he was beyond thought. The Kiraha chuckled barely audibly, watching him.

"Strange things afoot," she said conversationally, taking a crystal goblet from the butler's proffered tray. "I hear strange reports, old stories are walking the land once more. The Eris descimated the church of Ica, killing all the priests," She glanced at Arumshade. "They have reignited the tiresome age old war between Humans and the Araawan, and within a matter of days, their death count has reached four hundred." She sipped the wine.

"You sent those people?" Arum asked, surprised.

Feather's eyes narrowed in suspicion. "No wonder you know quite a bit," she noted, refusing a goblet as she held Adam in her lap.

"And you haven't changed a bit," Tynan said coldly.

Kiraha laughed like the trickle of water. "Tynan, love, we've been apart for three years," she said, patting him fondly on the arm. "I have been alive for nine hundred. You hardly expect me to change in the blink of an eye. And you don't live for nine hundred years without tasting the change in the air. Money has bought me quite alot of information, money appears to buy humans quite easily. It's amazing realy."

Tynan glared at her. She ignored it and went on, "My humans followed the Eris, whereupon they were last seen leaving Pyxis through the Crescent Gate, heading towards the capital of Cor Leona. There are unconfirmed reports of traps, though when my human got close enough to find out what these traps were, he died. Apparently some of the Eris are quite intelligent. They seem to be wary of you four, and are quite unhappy you're alive eventhough they cannot find you." She smiled at them, her gold earrings tinkling lightly. "So I ask that you stay a while, at least untill you have found out where you should go. Then I shall help you clear a path." She drained her goblet.

The butler touched her lightly on the arm. "Lord Verraine has arrived, my Lady," he informed her respectfully.

"Oh bother," Kiraha sighed. "I have guests to entertain, I hope you'll understand." She stood up, her smile almost wicked. "Make yourselves at home, I shall join you tonight for supper." There was a rustle of silk as she turned arond and left the sitting room, the elderly butler in tow.

Feather turned to Tynan with a glare that could have nailed him to the wall. "You two are quite close." she said coldly.

"Things have changed," Tynan replied, returning the glare.

"It doesn't seem so."

"Three years ago, I would not have made it three seconds past the front door with my clothes on." Tynan snapped. "Trust me, things have changed."