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"FREYA!"

Sarium eye's opened slowly at the exclamation. As he rose from his slumber, Sarium noticed two women conversing quite loudly. 'I guess sleeping is no longer an option at this point' He thought to himself. Sarium stood up and stretched his wings and legs. His feathers glimmered in the morning sun, radiating with a purple hue. 'I do believe this form has grown a bit more since the last time i used it. ' He observed his wingspan and his height and concluded he was nearing the size of a small eagle.

By the time he had finished his small inspection, the elf in the encampment had begun to shimmer with excitement. Though he wasn't sure what they were talking about, it was good to see these travelers in high spirits. 'they are going to need to be very motivated to get through the road ahead.' Sarium continued to observe the party, he was hoping he could lazily bum off breakfast from the paladin that was just beginning to arose from his sleep.

It was indeed a beautiful morning, but one thing was off for sure. Somewhere in the encampment, was an uneasy soul. One that could not be at rest and Sarium could feel it. Ever since he absorbed the four souls in his possession, Sarium became a lot more sensitive to the souls around him.

Trying to ignore this uneasiness, Sarium kicked off from the stump and extended his wings. He gave a few hard flaps and rose into the sky quickly. Once well above tree level, he turned into a glide to observe the surrounding area. The morning air was nice and cool and the sky was clear. Mornings like these made Sarium all the happier to be alive.