Ben turned to Ryv

"Look, its been 1000 years, you think I expect these people to still be Alive? I ask because you never know"

He then turned to Tum

"I need his help to look for my brother"

Ryvaken's wings rustled in the equivilent of rolling eyes. He also rolled his eyes.

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Tum gave a silent pause, still confused over the situation. But he thought it was better for him to not know.

"Well, the graveyard is the only option i can really think of in this town. Krista can assist you if you want."

"Why don't you pull out that orb thingy. Maybe JF is a gnat these days."

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"It only gives an estimative area of where the subject is , about half a mile square, but it does grow brighter near the person who its lookign for"

Ben pulled out the orb and turned it a few times. It strted to glow brightly

"Hes quite close"

"I give up."

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Tum let out a chuckle.

"Let us go then, we can search that graveyard for a sign of him." Tum got up and made his way towards the door, cane in-hand.

Ben got up and followed Tum. The orb glew a bit brighter

Ryvaken flew alongside him. "So you have a faerie and a corpse. What's next?"

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"Well if I get a Police Man, and a Wizard, we'll have a pretty weird Village People Homage Group"

Krista was brought with the three men and they made their way towards the graveyard. Tum walked pretty fast for an old man, he had a look of interest in his eye. Something was bothering him. 

About ten minutes into their journey Tum began to ponder what the strange man was looking for.

"Ben, what exactly are you looking for?" Krista walked up to her father and held him around the arm.

"His sanity."

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"Some kind of clue as to who, or what, JF has become"

He started to wander around the graveyard, the orb held up infront of him. Every few steps he turned the orb

He seemed to be walking in a circle around the group

Ryvaken looked at the others. "Someone get popcorn."

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Ben looked annoyed

"Stupid Peice of Junk!"

He threw the ball straight past the group and at an old dead tree. As it passed Krista, the orb glew bright then faded.

It hit the tree and bounced off with a clunk, then hit the floor, in one peice

Ben didnt notice it

He was staring at Krista