"Now, that way should be a drow village, and that way should be a hobbit..."
      "No! That's a hobbit village!" Leiko rudely interrupted Blake.
      "I'm sure that way is drow..."
      "It's hobbits! The drows are that way!" she pointed to where Blake was pointing out the hobbits.
      "How would you know? How often do you come up here?" Blake asked.
      "It's been a few years, but I'm an elf." She folded her arms.
      "For a nine year old, even an elven one, a few years is a lot of time." Blake retorted.
      "Which way should we go then?" Prism asked.
      "I thought drows where trapped down there." Eric pointed back past the hobbit town.
      "There's more than one village. The lich queen would have been a few more miles. But since I don't have the onyx, it should be gone." Blake answered.
      "And what's passed the lich?" Bentora queried cautiously.
      "A tunnel that leads straight up. It's the second exit out, and no one has ever been able to climb up, but with two wizards I'm sure we can figure out something." Blake explained.
      "So that's where we're headed." Prism fingered his chin thoughtfully.
      "But where do we go now? Blake says that's the drow village, Leiko says that is." Emeryl dragged everyone back to the subject. In silence they all pondered for a brief moment.
      "Bentora, you're fast and quiet. Eric, you are too. We could send each of you either way real fast, then you can come back and tell us." Prism suggested.
      "Fine with me." Bentora murmured.
      "Me too! I'll be as quiet as a rat!" Eric swung the sword over his shoulder.
      "Mouse, you mean mouse." Prism corrected.
      "Mouse? Where?" Eric searched for the animal.
      "Nevermind! Just go!" Prism sent them off. Bentora trotted away on all fours in one direction while Eric darted the other way. Nervously, Blake Emeryl and Prism exchanged glances.