(OOC: This topic is for Darshe alone, as it is both to explain where he is right now since I currently have only sporadic net access and also will eventually lead into the re-writing of astral)

He woke to the sound of thunder, rain, and ocean waves. Something horribly wrong. He hadn't been anywhere near water, so why was he now sitting up on a beach looking at the ocean as a storm raged?

The sound of a thump and brush rustling behind him startled him and Darshe scurried to his feet whirling around to face the source of the noise. "So you wake." the voice boomed out at him like thunder. But he still saw nothing but empty beach and the treeline.

He realized whatever was back there wanted him to know only that it was there not who or what it was. This was a attempt at simple intimidation. Yet whatever it was wanted him alive or he would not have woken at all.

"Who are you?" Darshe demanded though he was watching the trees for signs of the creature he couldn't see anything.

"Why have you moved me in the middle of the night to this....." Darshe paused mid sentance realizing where he was. The storm was his clue. "This is Meliora.....why are we on Meliora?" He demanded. But there was only silence. Whatever had brought him here had left him to piece together the mystery.

In the distance he could see smoke billowing into the air and he had a sinking feeling in his gut that he knew what it was....