One by one, the tribesmen of the Bolvar Tribe began waking up from the sudden slumber that had befallen them.
"What... is happening?" One of the many Beastkin that laid on the floor, sat up warily, while holding his head. A dull throb pulsed at the back of his head, and a wave of dizziness forced him to remain on the floor, instead of getting to his feet. This Beastkin was the same on who had tried to attack Dion, and his name was Ezra. He had a head full of brown hair, with streaks of black hair intertwined with it.
(A/N: Who noticed that those who were affected by the Herder Drug this time included Beastkin? Doesn't that ring some bells?)
Ezra had only recently become the Patriarch of his tribe after the sudden, unexpected, and mysterious passing of his father some weeks back. It had been a sudden shift, one that was supposed to be too great for him to handle at a time, but surprisingly, the matter had mysteriously settled itself.
