Liliaine is sitting under a tree, looking out onto what was once the battle-field where her and Emilie fought the Dark Ones. All the bodies have been cleared out, the only reminders that a battle took place are the divots and bare earth were soliders all engaged in combat... and a patch of earth where a massive fire dragon vomited acidic elf parts onto the ground. Polluting the soil for only a mere generation, or two...

Emilie walks up behind her, she doesn't move, still fixated on the field.

"It's oddly peaceful, isn't it."

Liliaine stirs slighly, Emilie stands next to her.

"This isn't what you expected at all, isn't it?"

Liliaine doesn't turn her head.

"When we talk to the Errants about battle we call it, 'seeing the dragon', because no words can prepare you for what warfare will bring, what it'll be like... You have to see dragon for yourself."

Lilianie is unmoved "I am the dragon."

"You're a mage who can turn into a dragon to scare caravan guards away to steal their plunder. You're no dragon... and you're better off for it. Would you like crazy Sigmar fanatics shooting cannons at you for the rest of your life? How about being enslaved by Dark Elf magic to be ridden like a horse."

Liliaine laughs a bit, he turns to Emilie "I didn't think it would be like this... so much death."

"Nobody does. I've been fighting since I was a boy, this is my life... To you this must seem like madness."

"I'll be fine, Emilie... I agreed to come with you for reason... If don't stick around, I'll never find out why."

Emilie takes a step back. "What?"

"The Lady works in mysterious ways, brave knight.... And, I need to keep an eye on you, make sure you don't give any more of my gifts away to those nasty, drunken, no-good Dwarves."

"Once the campaign is over Prophetess, we'll discuss the "helmet" incident... Suffice to say, I think I averted a major war, or at least more screaming from angry bearded ones."

WACK!! Liliaine playfully tags Emilie in the leg with her staff.

"Discuss! There's nothing to discuss! I am a Prophetess and my word is beyond reproach!"

"Your acidic elf-laden vomit is what is truly beyond reproach, Milady."

WACK! She hits him again...

Suddenly a rider comes up to both of them... "I got news!" He bellows "Morikhi has declared that he's going to kill all the vampires in the world!"

Liliaine interrupts "I heard a man who was covered in his own piss claim he was Sigmar reincarnated."

Emilie continues "Half the damn Empire thinks they are Sigmar reincarnated if you get them drunk enough..."

"Milords!" The rider continues "Grail knight has taken all the forces and moved north! To kill all the vampires in the world!"

Emilie stops mocking, now its serious.... "What? I have a campagin to run! he just can't run off with the entire force to chase some Damn Vampire around!

"Well... that would explain why isn't been so quiet lately... Let's pay our Grail Knight friend a visit, shall we?"

"Yes. Let's"

Emilie and and Liliaine head off to see just what happened to our fair Grail Knight...