Esuna’s cabin is out in the middle of the mountains. Mist hangs over her small log cabin. It has a porch with a swing out front, and looks relatively peaceful. It also has a small herb garden in the middle of the yard and some varieties of wild flowers. On the inside is a nicely kept kitchen, walking through the house there is a couch in the middle of an ocean of paintings strewn about the place with no array as to where the should be. Connected to the room is a paint room with an easel and paintbrushes and paint all over the place along with half finished and finished painting. Up stairs is the bathroom and two guest rooms along with Esuna’s room itself. The room has a two person bed with paintings hung on the wall. A piano sets not far from the bed and a large book case is on the opposing wall of the door.

Esuna came in the door kicking it shut and going into the kitchen. Her time in Bali had been pleasant and she through the food on the table. She still didnt have her paint, but she could go back in a few days. No dought she had forgoten something. She went into her painting room and sat down infront of the esle. She remembered the man she had saw in the market and smiled. She began to paint his likeness on the easel.

After resiveing the message from her brother, Dula rushed through the mountain up to Esuna's cabin. Esuna has special abilitys that allowed her to fuse spirits into cards and other objects. Dula reached the poarch and quickly nocked on the door. She heard a bunch of crashes and curses before the door finally opened.

Dula was a little out of breath but quickly replied. "Esuna I need you to fight beside me." Esuna mearily nodded and went into the house quickly getting a large bag and rushing out the door and down the path Dula following quickly behind.

Esuna went up the old mountain trails slowly. She enjoyed the scenery and looked off into the distance as the mist swirled. Her home. This is what this is. It always will be she realized with a smile. Tears streamed down her face as she let her sorrow be shown to the world about all of Dula's trials. She never gave up; she always kept going, never to give in, even when she was pushed back. Esuna continued up to her house and looked at it with a fondness of years living in the mass chaos it was. She loved it anyway and swung the door open, welcoming all the smells of paint and pin. She breathed it in and went upstairs to shower and go quickly to her bed to try and forget the past battles.

Dark made his way slowly to the cabin. He knew she lived there, the woman that Dula was friends with. Esuna, he remembered her name as. He didn’t even know why he was there. He just needed to be there. At least that’s what he felt. He came to the door and knocked on it softly. He heard movement in the house including a crashing noise. He winced slightly as the door flung open.

Esuna stood at the door in her usually green dress with no shoes on, her blond and red hair up in a pony tail. She laughed slightly. "Uh... can I help you?" He smiled at her and nodded. "I just wanted to pay you a visit. It’s my understanding you know my sister." Esuna nodded slightly her face becoming a little cautious. "Yes I know Dula. Why do you ask?" He shifted his weight slightly. "Can I come in?" She looked at him skeptically but finally moved aside to allow him access into her house.

He looked in surprise at the mess. Or more like a work of art gone very wrong. Paintings lay everywhere along with paint and brushes. The house reacted of natural paints and tea. He shook his head. He didn’t know girls could be this messy. Dula was so organized it didn’t seem physically possible. She looked at him and laughed as if she was guessing his general thought direction. "Yeah it’s a mess. Tea?" He nodded. "Find a seat anywhere but on my paintings." she replied as she walked into the kitchen.

She walked back from the kitchen placing a cup of blissterblossem tea in his hand. He thanked her. "So why did you come here?" she asked silently. "I was wondering if you could tell me when you and my sister first meet." Esuna looked at him questioningly but didn’t ask. "Well, we were both in the woods looking for a certain herb. I was going to mix it into paint and she was going to use it for some kind of poison. We happened across each other on accident and about speared each other through." she laughed. "We both laughed about it latter. I have several paintings of her too, I was glad she agreed to let me capture her image on paper. You’re quite fascinating yourself. You would be an interesting model." He grinned at her sheepishly.

"So, why do you ask?" He knew she would ask eventually but he was hoping to postpone it for a bit. He sighed running a hand through his hair. "As you know she doesn’t remember anything from her birth. I was just wondering." He shook his head. "Anyway, I don’t know why I came here. I'm hoping to help her get her memories back." Esuna looked at him silently and finally replied. "You remember though, don’t you." It was a statement, and he nodded at its truth. She nodded also and then smiled. "So, can I paint you?" He looked up at her in surprise. "Sure." he laughed. She went into the bedroom bringing out the necessary materials.

The light shimmered though the trees and Collan and the woman appeared outside of a cabin, deep in the mountains. Collan walked past the flower gardens quickly, dragging the woman. He rapped on the door loudly, taking a step back. Several loud crashes were heard, along with some colorful cursing. Finally, the door swung open, revealing a woman with blond and orange hair up in a messy pony tail. The dress she was wearing was smeared with paint and she had flecks of it on her face.

She looked at Collan and cocked an eyebrow. “So,” she replied softly, “to what do I owe this displeasure?”

Collan smirked at her, “Why, I need to stay here again.” He was grinning as she rolled her eyes and swung the door open, stepping to the side to let them enter.

She cocked an eyebrow at the woman, “Who are you? Surely you’re not his lover or wife. I haven’t found a woman yet who could put up with his unpleasantness.”

Maria smilled at her. "My name is Maria, and I'm more like his captive than anything." She replied glaring at him. "I'm sorry if I'm intruding. I was brought here completly against my will. If you want me to, I'll go back to my town and my home." She said with a smile as she continued to stand where she was and smile at the woman.

“Very funny,” snarled Collan. “I have a woman seeking vengeance on me.”

Esuna snorted, replying, “Like that’s anything new. What did you do to her? Snub her? Call her names? Perhaps it was my favorite option,” she replied sarcastically, “the sexual harassment one.”

He was smirking, quite pleased with himself. Esuna sighed as she walked back into her house, putting up some paint and wiping some of it off her face. She took off the apron and turned to smile at Maria.

“My name is Esuna. You are welcome here as long as you like. Please make yourself at home. Can I get you anything to drink?”

As Esuna was talking, Collan was slipping into the back, sitting down in a comfortable chair. The room had been recently added to the cabin. It was a decent sized room with shelves of books lining all the walls. There was a large desk in the room, in which Collan was sitting at. Sheet music was scattered around on the desk, along with a few books and instruments. There was a large cabinet beside the door filled up with many different musical instruments and a bed in the far corner sitting on top of an expensive looking rug. Unlike the rest of the house this room was very organized. Everything was in its proper place except the music on the desk.

He quietly opened a book, darkly muttering to himself, as he flipped through the spells. “She is a powerful adversary. I’ve gone soft in this time of peace. Better start to relearn all the more powerful, difficult spells.”

Maria smilled at Esuna. "No thank you. I'm fine." She replied as she wondered over to a seat and sat down. "You have a very nice house." She replied looking around at everything. "And the sexual harassment thing, even though I haven't known him for that long, I'd deffinatly believe." She replied glaring at Collan.

Esuna smiled as she replied, “Thank you.” She began to tidy up the house a little as she replied, “He uses his anger and teasing to cover a lot up I believe. He is a very interesting man.”

Maria gave her an intruiged looked. "You really thing so?" She asked looking quite curious. "What makes you believe that?" She asked in a non offensive manor.