Editing Midnight RPG - Chapter 44.744 (section)

=== Kaiel ===
The plainsman found his head coming to rest on the stones within the cleared out keep room the travelers had made their makeshift home for the past several nights...  So much oddity... adventure in this... new... life.  The draw of hunger at his gut hadn't gnawed at the Sarcosan since he found his way out of the Green Marches, nearly three weeks ago...  He'd positioned himself leaning on the outer door that led into the old keep's wallways, literally putting himself between the friends of his master and the danger of the outside.  Kaiel no longer grew tired as men do, he no longer needed to eat or drink as men do - but time didnot pass any more rapidly in this new existence.  If anything being this "Ungral" as Master Kyuad described it, slowed time as his dead eyes looked at the grayed out world.  So now and then he'd find his muscles taking up the memory of their past, as they did now, and he would lie - but his mind wouldn't slow... no dreams... no rest... for the wicked.  <br> <br> He could only listen to the skitter of spiders and things that crawled in the dirt.  So it was a relief to here Master Kyuad speak again...  Though Kaiel wouldn't intervene he would listen.  Afterall, what else was there to do...