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OOC: Not that easy to write without knowing about ES and Z. Tell me if i wrote something not fitting. Oh and "Some things are better left untold" 
Slowly Mailliw, Phil and Cen were approaching Sonidow and the redhead, ready for parrying any kind of attack the redhead might cast. But it didn't matter. He was unconscious.
They looked at Sonidow, who stood behind the man looking down to him.
“Where have you been?” Philus asked.
“At the right place at the right time, so it seems.”
“But how could you know?” Now Cen was speaking.
“Lets say I had a feeling that someone I am searching for was here.”
Sonidow seemingly didn't want to say anything more, but gave Philus a look. Again Cen had a feeling that both were hiding something from him. But what?
He turned around as he knew that neither Philus nor Sonidow would say a word if they didn't want to. His look fell on Long and Simoneon. First he didn't pay much attention to them. An old man and a younger one, probably his son or grandson. But something in the eyes of the old man made his look remaining.
Then he saw the ring. So did Mailliw. Both didn't say a word but the old man nodded as he read their expressions.
“Yes, he is the one you are searching for. But he isn't what you are searching for. He does have the ring but isn't a warlord at all.”
“So you are the man who was searching for the ring?”
“For many years. And now I finally found him.”
“Why did you try to? There wasn't any war at that time.”
“If I hadn't, we wouldn't have it now. And ancient artifacts are some kind of... hobby of mine. Mind going on a walk with me? I think Long has to get some fresh air. He is still a bit shocked.”
Phil and Sonidow were both looking down on the redhead while Mailliw was gone to tell the villagers the good news. A few rats came out of the houses and looked at them with a somehow intelligent glance.
“You knew that he was coming?” Philus asked.
“Yes, I felt his presence all the way from Quartz on. It seems as if he has searched for the same we do.”
“What are we going to do with him?”
“I don't know. We can't just leave him. He is too dangerous. And I believe we can help him.”
Philus remained silent.
“Don't tell the others. They don't have to know and they won't understand anyway.”
“We won't be able to hide it for long. Soon one of them will find out.”
“So we hide it as long as possible.”
Cen and Simoneon were silently walking next to each other while Long steadied himself on Simoneon's back. The old man was much stronger than it seemed likely.
“You know this redhead, don't you?”
“I've never met him.”
He took a leave from the ground and looked at it.
“Why do I feel like all of you know something you don't want to tell me?”
“Some things are better left untold. You will understand when all this has ended.”
“That isn't the answer I was seeking for.”
“Answers you seek for and answers that are best for you aren't always the same.”
Cen remained silent.
“Aren't they your friends? Then believe them, even if you can't understand them. They don't want you any bad.”
Again they walked down the way silently until they came along a dead body. A bar from a burning house had crushed its head. Cen was turning his head away.
“You have lived that long, have seen so many generations growing and dying. Say, has it ever been like this? With all those madness?”
“Things aren't changing. Its the human nature to act like this.”
“Didn't you ever think that what you are doing is pointless then? What are you changing?”
“No I never did. Because although you don't change anything in terms of eternity, in terms of a human life you can change a lot. If you live as long as I do, then you learn: Time goes by but you always live in the here and now and that is what you can affect. In a good or in a bad way.”
They finally came back to the square Philus and Sonidow were still standing on.
“Say then, how can we defeat the demons?”
Simoneon smiled.
“Lets talk about that with the others.”
Slowly Mailliw, Phil and Cen were approaching Sonidow and the redhead, ready for parrying any kind of attack the redhead might cast. But it didn't matter. He was unconscious.
They looked at Sonidow, who stood behind the man looking down to him.
“Where have you been?” Philus asked.
“At the right place at the right time, so it seems.”
“But how could you know?” Now Cen was speaking.
“Lets say I had a feeling that someone I am searching for was here.”
Sonidow seemingly didn't want to say anything more, but gave Philus a look. Again Cen had a feeling that both were hiding something from him. But what?
He turned around as he knew that neither Philus nor Sonidow would say a word if they didn't want to. His look fell on Long and Simoneon. First he didn't pay much attention to them. An old man and a younger one, probably his son or grandson. But something in the eyes of the old man made his look remaining.
Then he saw the ring. So did Mailliw. Both didn't say a word but the old man nodded as he read their expressions.
“Yes, he is the one you are searching for. But he isn't what you are searching for. He does have the ring but isn't a warlord at all.”
“So you are the man who was searching for the ring?”
“For many years. And now I finally found him.”
“Why did you try to? There wasn't any war at that time.”
“If I hadn't, we wouldn't have it now. And ancient artifacts are some kind of... hobby of mine. Mind going on a walk with me? I think Long has to get some fresh air. He is still a bit shocked.”
Phil and Sonidow were both looking down on the redhead while Mailliw was gone to tell the villagers the good news. A few rats came out of the houses and looked at them with a somehow intelligent glance.
“You knew that he was coming?” Philus asked.
“Yes, I felt his presence all the way from Quartz on. It seems as if he has searched for the same we do.”
“What are we going to do with him?”
“I don't know. We can't just leave him. He is too dangerous. And I believe we can help him.”
Philus remained silent.
“Don't tell the others. They don't have to know and they won't understand anyway.”
“We won't be able to hide it for long. Soon one of them will find out.”
“So we hide it as long as possible.”
Cen and Simoneon were silently walking next to each other while Long steadied himself on Simoneon's back. The old man was much stronger than it seemed likely.
“You know this redhead, don't you?”
“I've never met him.”
He took a leave from the ground and looked at it.
“Why do I feel like all of you know something you don't want to tell me?”
“Some things are better left untold. You will understand when all this has ended.”
“That isn't the answer I was seeking for.”
“Answers you seek for and answers that are best for you aren't always the same.”
Cen remained silent.
“Aren't they your friends? Then believe them, even if you can't understand them. They don't want you any bad.”
Again they walked down the way silently until they came along a dead body. A bar from a burning house had crushed its head. Cen was turning his head away.
“You have lived that long, have seen so many generations growing and dying. Say, has it ever been like this? With all those madness?”
“Things aren't changing. Its the human nature to act like this.”
“Didn't you ever think that what you are doing is pointless then? What are you changing?”
“No I never did. Because although you don't change anything in terms of eternity, in terms of a human life you can change a lot. If you live as long as I do, then you learn: Time goes by but you always live in the here and now and that is what you can affect. In a good or in a bad way.”
They finally came back to the square Philus and Sonidow were still standing on.
“Say then, how can we defeat the demons?”
Simoneon smiled.
“Lets talk about that with the others.”