Blaine glares at her. "I've lived through worst, missy." he growls. He turns back to the road. "Now if you dont mind lets get a move on."

Crimson had not meant to be mean, or disrespectful. "I meant nothing by it other than if you wished to come then we would be happy to have you along. Would you at lest thing about it?"

Nicholas gave a small smile. "As I said I will be in town for several days. You will likely see me around."

Dawn shrank back from Blaine's harsh stare. "S-sorry." She mumbled, pulling her tattered hood over her head in an effort to hide from his gaze. This man was scary, she was glad she was only going to stay one night. She turned her attention to Nicholas. "Goodbye to you, sir." She said as they moved on.

He bowed gracefully and turned towards the inn giving a soft sigh of relief, not noticing the small amount of frost left on the ground where he had been standing. Grateful to be more or less alone again he continued on. Once in the smokey in he paid for his room and went upstairs to rest and wait for dinner.

Hmm not much going on in this RP lately.

Blaine walked on trying to get to his home before he passed out . "Not much longer now." He pants. His sides where hurting along with his chest. He knew he should have let the boy help yet inside he was still true to himself in not wa ting anything to do with magic.

Crimson could tell that Blaine was growing weaker. "Are you sure you are not draining him of his energy? I meant if you even know that spell." He hated to seem like he knew every little trick magic when truth be told he knew very little. But he knew that there was a stronger Magic around and that was from Blaine him self.

Oak plotted along, not paying them any mind. He was more focused on the little birds that were in the air, or the little snake that slithered on the ground. He was not able to fly, or slither but he could walk and that was good enough for him. Crimson was a shifter, able to change his body, the others were able to handle magic, where Oak was only a creature of legend. He felt like he did not belong with them, like he was dragging them down. His job was one a simple horse could do, and the dragons could even do that. He needed to learn to fly, or use magic. He needed to learn to control the woods.

Silas shook his head." I'm not draining him of his energy, the spell took my own energy to close up some of the more serious wounds. That why I'm tired but," Silas pointed at Blane. " he's the one walking with quite a bit of injuries still on him. That in itself is tiring him out." Silas didn't mind being questioned about his magic at all, since it was common for people to worry about it's effects. "So it's not sapping away his energy, since it my own energy that helped him heal." Silas turned his attention to Oak. "I'm not too heavy, right? I already feel a bit better to walk on my own."

Crimson was thinking. 'Do you feel the magic comeing from him?' He asks the other dragon through his mind, yet another thing he learned from the unicorns. 'I don't think he knows how much magic he truely has.'

Oak was startled. He growls a low growl before saying. "Oak can carry, stay please?" His vocabulary was limited but he could make the most if it.

Blaine stumbles, his hand touching a tree. The tree cracks and burst into flames. The man jumps back afraid of his own doing. He looks at his hand which glows red. The only answer could be...magic.

Dawn jumped back, startled by the sudden heat from the flames. "I hope there wasn't a nest in there..." She spoke quietly, giving the burning tree a sad look before turning her attention back to Blaine. "Did you burn your hand?" She asked.

Blaine was to shocked to speak. He stairs at his hand for a long time, it still glowing red. "how?" He said with a shaking voice. He had never used magic before, thus this small act made him weak. He swayed in place before falling to the ground in a lifeless heap.

Crimson jumps down and picks the lifeless man up. "Oak can you carry him? He's a little heavy for me." The Owlbear nods and Crimson puts Blaine on his back. "How did he come to use magic? I mean he seemed to hate it so much."