[Eshandist]

Tikno watched sadly as the ground opened around the lifeless form of the body of the child. He sighed, this was the last thing he had expected to do. As Rail turned, Tinko replied;

"That's alright, I'll meet up with you later. I think I'll go find something to occupy my time." He turned and walked away from the makeshift grave they had created. The anger at the humans still burned in his chest, like a hand constricting his lungs. He needed somewhere to go, somewhere peacefull so he could find his center again. These emotions were likely to drive him to killing the ignorant humans who had dared cross them. Looking down, Tikno noticed that his hands were on fire, which he extinguished. He really needed to relax. He decided to try to get to the mainland, then go somewhere away from people.

A few hours later he was back on the mainland. He walked through the back alleys of the city, since he was in the more populated areas, and he was still smoldering from the encounter earlier. Whisps of smoke were coming up from his hands, but he was doing his best to control his temper. He passes by some people in the back alleys, but he paid them no heed, since most were human. One woman caught his attention for a split second, since there was something different about her, but he simply brushed past her and kept walking. He avoided the crowded streets, instead looking for a place to meditate.