Daechir watched the farseer and the new team mate they had gained by joining the force a smile over his face and he spoke "i am sorry if we seam distant at all neither of us dose well with others, we both survived an ork ambush as our units were slaughtered"
Anaen continued to stand back and watch the others. The dark reapers impatience the most interesting thing. He observed her losing her patience. He looked towards her, his face hidden by the blank helmet he wore. He didn't even gesture to her.
Jyraielle sighed. "I do not know what we might do with this. I have the feeling I have overlooked something obvious, but I cannot for the life of me see it. Does anyone else have any ideas?"
Airthas crossed his arms and raised one of his gloved hands to rest under his chin. His facial features reflected his deep thought as he pondered at what to do next. "Hmm... We could pull the lever. See what happens now that the statue has been destroyed. Otherwise, I am as clueless as the rest of you I'm afraid. The options openly available to us is limited, to say the least."
"I could pull the lever with one of us standing in the statue's spot," Jyraielle suggested, moving to do so.
"An interesting idea, my dear. I volunteer to stand in the position of the statue." As the words escaped his lips, Airthas made to stride his way to the statue's former resting place before pausing in the desired position.
