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*Bebadora climbed up on the kitchencounter and watched Alice.* Want Bebadora to healp?

Okay. *She grinned and found herself a knive and a cuttingboard. Scootching over a pot on the kitchencounter, making herself more comfortable. And with a suprisingly skill for someone so young, started to cut the vegetables, humming to herself.*

*Bebadora climbed down, and carried the salad to the table.* Lets eat! *She helped herself with a bit of everything, and started digging in. Not bothering with knife and fork.*

*Bebadora dug her teeth into meat and looked at Alice.* Ehmmm. What are you doing here?

Amara was haunted by dreadfull dreams as she slept. Images of her mother talking to her on a sunny day came up in her mind, but, suddenly, the light turned to darkness and the murderers came and grabbed her mother, slowly killing her before Amara, and, although she was not restrained, Amara just stood there, unable to do anything untill all that was left was her mothers corpse before her. Another dream, she was being strangled to death by her brotherlike friend Aliator, and, after she layed limb and dead at his feet he laughed and left her there. Although these dreams were vile and disgusting, the one that effected her the most was neither of these, but a different one. One where she sat on the ground in her favourite field in Boktor; the place she used to go to think and talk to the animals nearby, but, she was approached by a girl, who looked so similar to Amara herself that it would be difficult to tare them apart. She stood up from the ground and starred steadily into this girls eyes. The features of this girls face and her own were almost identicle, their eyes were both of the light green that Amaras mother had, they both had the same, pitch black hair and they both had smoothe, pale skin and elf poined ears. The spectre that stood before Amara said but one scentance.
"Find me Amara, find your sister." It was with these words that Amara awoke in a cold sweat and quickly sitting up straight, forgetting of her wounds but yelling in pain and grabbing her side as she did so.

*Alley let out sigh and left the table and went to door, before she left she said*
Ali, the mans shoulders you were on
*she says and walks to the grounds*

Amara awoke suddenly. She looked around her, taking in her surroundings and remembered she was in Ali's castle. Gently, she wiped her eyes, removing any dust that had form while she had been sleeping and looked at the chair on the oposite side of the room. Her clothes had been mended and layed out neatly over the chair, clearly by a loyal maid. With great effort she managed to pull her self out of bed, clutching her stomach tightly with one arm and looking for anything to use as support with this other. A few minutes after she had managed to cross the room, a small yet beautiful maid entered the room.
"G'Day Miss" she said with a great smile.
The next half hour of this maids time was spent helping Amara into her usual brown leather clothes and coat and helping her sheath her daggers and latch her bow and quiver.
It took her about an hour to slowly venture out of Ali's castle, asking numerous guards the way out as she went, in search of Ali and Alley.

* As the doors opened Skyheart stood up face to face with yet another being in heavy armor, a being much bigger than himself and with muscles filling the armor perfectly.* State your buisness.