The woman gives them both a warm smile, nodding to Sayaka as she gestures towards the nearby logs for them to sit upon. She would soon pass them both a cup of what seemed to be heated fruit juice that was made from scratch. The sound of the crickets within the forest making a chorus alongside the sounds of nature. The calming atmosphere almost surreal as she occasionally opens the pot to stir it's contents. You could tell that where ever it was you found yourself was untouched by the hands of man. No signs of light pollution to blot out the stars and no pollution to make stale the crisp air you breathe in. Simply the light rustling of a cool breeze was enough for your sense of smell to pick up the many natural flora that surrounded you.

"In the eyes of the world our lives are but moments, however it is these moments that create history. It is that history where tales are born that weave the tapestry of life. Regardless of if these tales are of oneself matters not. Only that they are shared so that they are not forgotten." she would give a small smile "though of course whether you decide to share them is your own decision. It does not have to be with me. It can be with someone else to whom you hold dear so that you can share with them a part of yourself." She turned her gaze to the dancing flames. "In my clan we share these stories with each other so that we do not forget our ancestors and the lessons they learned. We give our thanks to the solar deer, Avune and lunar wolf, Ciel for the time of perseverance and time of rest. We share with nature so that it shares with us. The story of the lost traveler. The story of the curious spirit. The journey of Tavier to the spirit world Krishna. Al of these things bind us together. Even the painful memories become a reminder of what was and what will be. Surely your stories will bind you to the ones you love one day."

"I apologize for being long winded" she let out a chuckle to Kai'a words. Afterwards she would turn her attention to Sayaka. Watching each movement with intrigue and and hanging on each word she spoke. Smiling all the while as she listened to the blue haired girl speak. The fire flies, almost as if apart of the story seemed to cluster together into shapes as if they wanted to help her tell the story. Each thing she described the fire flies would make the attempt to share that shape and bring her story to life though some things were a bit exaggerated. "A story of mystery, struggles, and friendship. You seem to have very unique experiences that make for interesting tales. I also like the enthusiasm in acting them out. You may have a talent for it. Did anything else happen afterwards?" a slight tilt of her head, showing her clear interest as she had a gleam in her eyes.

The woman would nod to Kai as well, gesturing for him to sit on one of the nearby logs. She would pass him a cup of the same juice she gave to the other two. The silence continued for while longer before she finally looked up to everyone once more. "I hope the juice is to your liking." Her clear bell like voice reaching your ears. The juice helping to warm you. Slowly, one by one you began to see small lights come out of the nearby forest, fireflies slowly floating around, their light dimming and brightening every few seconds. As if they didn't fear being seen they shined their lights in the clearing as they moved through. "I am Anatolia. It is a pleasure to meet you."

Anatolia carefully uses a wooden ladle to poor the stew into the bowls and pass them around to everyone. The stew had the fragrant scent of numerous herbs meant to help with relaxation and small chunks of meat floated in it. "Anatolia. In my tribe it is more a title than a name. It means 'storyteller or archivist' and 'one who brings peace'. Mine is a simple story beyond that. I'm a traveler who hears the stories of weary travelers and brings peace to the souls who yet move on from this world. In this place of respite my sole honor is to allow those like yourself to find rest along your journey. I will not pry if you do not wish but may I hear your stories as well?" A warm smile on her face. The stew wouldn't be anything spectacular but you could feel the warmth and care that was put into making it spread through your body with every bite. It warmed not only the body but the soul or at the very least made you feel that way.

"The stars are quite clear tonight" looking up at the never ending sea of stars above "Jewels of the night sky whom guides the wayfaring souls of those who have met the end of their journey. Each telling a different story and thus passing it's wisdom to those who yet continue on their own untrodden path." She turns her gaze to the fireflies that flit around the area as one landed on her shoulder and another on her hand. "These tales are shared so that we may learn. And this place left behind by all those who were on their way to see their paths end so that others who carry a heavy burden may also find a moments respite. Away from all that ails them. So they may once again walk that path with renewed resolve." The firefly on her shoulder flies to the one on her hand before they both fly off together. "In this way we all remain connected." She stood up once more to stir the contents of the pot. "Does anyone want beef and vegetable stew?"

A single glowing orange butterfly could be seen fluttering out of the forest and not far behind it a woman with long raven hair trailed behind it, coming out into the clearing. The butterfly, glowing a little brighter now, circle around the woman. "Is this the place you were guiding me?" she asked before the butterfly faded away. She looked at the ruins and noticed the others by the lake shore. She slowly walked over with a small smile. "Good evening. Would you by any chance know anything about this lake and the ruins?"

"Star Vampire and Mr. Dream? Those sound very interesting. I would love to hear the tale behind them." she would then hear Raidens comment and slightly tilt her head "You are a constellation?" she questioned "Mira Sof Elais" she muttered under her breath but then shook her head upon realizing he wasn't the same. "The butterfly was a spirit of guidance. One of the many spirits that exist within the world. It's title Titania. It guides me to where I am needed. To hear the tale of those whose voices will never be heard." she said with a smile as she walked in after Azalea Anatolia looked at the wolf crest as she moved forward. This wasn't exactly the same but it could simply be the difference in worshipers. Though the truth was this was probably the crest of a human organization. If so then this may not be a sacred ground as she suspected. Did Titania guide her here to hear the tales of these travelers or is there something deeper inside?

The woman simply giggled to herself as she walked across the bridge. "Before I forget, my name is Anatolia. It is a pleasure to meet you all."

"Your magic is interesting. I don't believe I have seen one that creates a crow before." She wouldn't be surprised upon seeing the skeleton and would instead begin inspecting it. Anatolia looks over the skeleton but doesn't see any lingering spirit around it. Whoever this skeleton once belonged to had peacefully passed on. The level of decay on the bones also indicated that it had been here for a long time. She would then stand up and observe the scratches. "There was definitely a battle waged here many years ago. I agree with Michaelle as well. It is strange for it to have remained in such good condition despite the amount of time that has passed. Almost as if...." she would look back at the wolf crest once more "it was frozen in time" Thinking back to the flower that had wilted upon being picked her thoughts began to paint a bigger picture of what this place entails. "We should all be careful. There is a possibility that something deeper inside may have still survived all this time." After all, for it to have been sealed all this time might not mean its okay to enter now that it was open. It seemed like a fortress from a glance but there was a possibility this was actually a prison meant to keep something inside at bay.