Myrthe awakens with a start. "Wow, wow, calm down, just a bad dream. I'm sure my friends are safe. Or i hope." He gathers his things and starts off in search of his friends, hoping they are not long gone. In the distance, he can hear a faint clash of swords. "Sounds like trouble." He hurries along the path.
A few minutes later he rounds the bend to see the horrific sight before him. Blood everywhere, Zorbels laying still with a few at her side. Farren is lying there, hopifully unconcious. "What in...?" he whispers. "My friends, i am so sorry i slept too long. What has happened here?" He faces zhai," i have some herbs in my pack for anymone who has injuries. You see, you must know how to heal yourself to survive out here."