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"It matter's not," said Issildia tiredly to his question concerning how she healed him.
"But it troubles me that the woman from earlier is alive...she shouldn't be"
Issildia said perplexed. "Unless...no, they would never go that far to aid him..."

Issildia glanced at Archer, "I fear that the Ryera are making far to bold a move, and I still believe that a visit should be paid to them"

"It is according to the pace that we move at. If we have to stop often to make camp, or we run into some sort of trouble then, either we won't make it at all...or it will be four or five days. And if we go with perhaps only one night to camp, then I suspect that we can make it in two or three days." Issildia looked at him skeptically as he mentioned Adenia, " And as to killing Adenia the Mistress of Dragons, as she is so aptly named... I would caution you on going into combat against her alone....I killed her once Archer, and yet here she is again, I fear that through the alliance between my father and the Ryera clan of necromancers, that Adenia Laren was resurrected."

Archer pulled up a bow to show her. It was white, made completely of white wood and sharpeded at one end. "These are blessed arrows. If I say the word they destroy any necromancer spell she could've possibly used. It's not my own strength but the bows. It is a blessed bow. My mother got it blessed by an ancient Azerien before she got killed." He looked at the bow. "And Eleazor's magic helps me to. He can see more than either of us possibly could. He is a noble spirit. He has destroyed more than I ever could. Hes been enchanted for millenia. He can't even be used by necromancers, or there creations." He patted El. El had holed himself up, and his crystal was dull. Archer sdid not notice this.

"I just need a jug of water, and an hour of sleep, and then im fine." He mussed up his hair, and let it fall again. He pulled out twigs that had gone in during the fight. He looked down at El. Something mst have been wrong. He talked to El but he wouldnt talk back. 'he always has his ways I guess. I hope hell come cack soon." He frowned, and returned the arrow to its place.

Archer looked at the money and quirked a brow. he hummed to himself an ancient song, as he stood, and walked into the strreet. People started noticing his wings. 'zerians must be rare here' Archer thought to himself, as he looked for a fruit stand with some good apples or oranges.

Archer finished his third of four apples, as he was browsing a local stand for a cloak. He forgot his old one in hte forest, and it had probably burnt up by now. He found one he liked and could fit in, that when buttoned it had a crodss down his fromt. He paid for it, and wore it out of the store, starting the final apple. He found a place that sold jugs of water, and bought a gallon. He walked back to an inn, and exchanged the very last of his gold fr the smallest room they had. He sent word through a small messenger to Issildia that he had rented a small room just big enough for both of them. He started undressing placing his clothes over the back of the the chair. He went into the bathroom to take a shower, finding everything he needed, he locked the door, and proceded.

(((Alright then Streak, We can play it in that fashion, Oh and I have an idea for the necromancer of yours, that I will allude to once Archer and Issildia make it to the Tower of Vestain. And I will RP Reinsen's part so you can RP with that side of the story.)))

As Reinsen sighted Streak's form, the sound of wing beats filled the air was two great dragons and their rider landed behind him. The rider dismounted from the ebony dragon only to nearly collapse to the ground...it seemed that she was wounded. The slender ebony dragon stayed near it's master to offer a support to lean on. The larger of the dragons stood over it's smaller companion and it's master protectively.
Reinsen frowned at this sight and glared at a duo of guards standing by his side. The two were armed with large crescent shaped scythes. "Go and deal with the intruder, I want him alive..."
The scythe wielding guards the set off to ascend the incline that led to the edge of the forest, where Streak stood.

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Reinsen approached the two dragons and Adenia, his face grim and cold. "You failed I presume." he said bitingly to Adenia, who still leaned heavily against the ebony dragon.
Reinsen drew his frost covered blade, his intent was obvious. But the larger of the dragons growled in protest, his bulky form moving to stand between Reinsen and his mistress.

"I defeated you once Delhera" Reinsen growled at the large dragon. "And even with your sister Lyina here to aid you, I can do the same....now step aside."

The dragon remained unmoving that is until Adenia spoke, "Let him pass Delhera"

The dragon seemed to scoff at this command, smoke twining out of it's nostrils, it gave Reinsen a threatening glare before grudgingly stepping out of his way.

Reinsen's gaze hardened as he approached Adenia, he sheathed his blade in mid stride, but his gloved hand slammed into Adenia's jaw, sending her to the ground.
"I gave you a simple task!" he roared, the air around them crackling with an unseen energy.
"Is it so difficult to follow orders, if anything you should have pursued them...Not come back to me, to lick your wounds! I brought you back to this realm, I can send you back just as easily Adenia!"

The woman remained on the ground her form shuddering slightly, "Give me another chance, and I will accomplish this task my lord."

The air around them then dropped in temperature drastically, Adenia's breath could be seen as it condensed in the air before her face. An odd frost crept along the ground only to continue onwards as it touched her skin, ice creeping across her hand, making her unable to even move her limbs. "Please My Lord, give me the chance to amend this..." she gasped.

It was then that the ebony dragon Lyina hissed in protest and stepped in between her mistress and Reinsen. The dragon's cold violet gaze met that of Reinsen and seemed to held him there for a moment, as though an exchange of silent words was taking place. Finally Reinsen turned away from Adenia and the dragons to stalk off towards his retreating forces.
"You have one month Adenia, should you fail, I will leave you to the Ryera, to do as they will with you...I'm sure they would love to have their work returned to them."

Adenia hissed at his retreating form like an animal. The frost the hand held her prisoner abated and allowed her to stand. She then turned back to the ebony dragon Lyina and the large dragon Delhera. "Come, we have prey to catch." She then carefully mounted Lyina and the two dragons leapt up from the ground and soared into the sky, flying in a southwesterly direction.