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Elleth- Oblivionite Camp

There was an air of fuming anger that surrounded the silver haired Oblivionite as she pushed her way through the throngs of people, one hand firmly encircling the wrist of a lavender haired woman. "Eliji let go! You're hurting me-"

"No worse than you seem to always hurt yourself." The silver haired woman snarled back, yanking her forward so that she was no longer pulling the Adept. She let go of Elleth's wrist then, paying no attention to the bruises that were surely forming where she'd been gripping the other. "This entire situation stinks," She said, forcefully brushing her hair out of her face. She'd braided it back earlier but the mass had already mostly escaped its confinement. "There's gonna be a lot of dead by the time this blows over."

"There's already a lot of dead." Elleth replied quietly, "All those children-"

"Don't tell me you're going soft already. I know you haven't been fit for combat until now but so much down time shouldn't have addled you. We're tools Elleth. It doesn't matter what our age is or our skill level. We're expected to fight til our dying breath against any threat." Eliji's face twisted with an expression Elleth couldn't put a name to. "All that wasted potential. We're going to get them back for this, for every child killed in such an underhanded manner we're going to take three times as much from their hides."

Elleth reached out to touch Eliji's shoulder, "Go find out where we're bunking down. I'm going to head over to the training ground to get a bit of practice in. As you said I'm not ready for battle yet, too long in a sick bed. I'll find out later alright?" Eliji snorted but nodded and walked off, still visibly pushing people away from her. Elleth sighed and ran a hand over her face. The snarky sadistic girl she'd fallen for had transformed into a monster bent on revenge when the news had come. So many innocents dead because of the strife between the races. Whatever fragile peace that had held off all out war was gone now.

Elleth hoped that Samril was no where near this battlefield. She wouldn't be able to stomach fighting him.

With a groan she turned on her heels and stalked off, nearly tripping over one of the strange bonded dragons that some had tamed.

Esmeralda

The Peisio Dovaa had seen the older Drakein land next to Junjie and for a brief second she wondered if Junejie might have had another Deakein hidden somewhere, but probably not. This was probably someone elses Drakein, she didn't see why the Ferals would get involved when no casualties had been reported from their side. There was also no way the Dovaa would allow an unknown Feral to walk around their camp, this was war after all and spying would not be tolerated. Hopefully tho nothing had happened to them, because their aid in the battle could turn tides. Good thing from far Jun looked like a Dovaa and not an Orderite, because if someone looked too closely he was going to be in deep trouble. Which was what she was trying to avoid to begin with, so Esme picked up the pace even as she saw the Drakein flying away from Jun.

As she got closer to Jun Esmeralda extended out her own arms towards him, but she tripped just as she was reaching him. Thankfully she’d already grabbed onto him and had fallen to her knees, the Peisio was quick to drag herself back up panting like she’d just ran a mile. Esme silently cursed her new clothing and the be damned sand made it hard to run or do anything. “Junjie! Are you insane?! Do you want to die?” The Dovaa moved so her back was towards the camp and Jun was somewhat hidden by her, she finally let go own him and grabbed onto her own cloak to hide him under it.

“What are you doing here? Do you know what happened? If someone found out you were a Hybrid with Orderite blood in you they would kill you.” She paused to look down at Abellio. “Both of you.” She said sternly, but quietly because while she was mad that he was just walking around and could have gotten caught, she didn’t want anything happening to him. “You scared the living daylight out of me.” The anger was gone from her voice replaced by concern. “Do you have any idea as to what is going on? Are you hurt? Does anyone know you’re here?”

It did made the mage feel a little better about the situation when hearing that the warrior does understand about what he’s feeling. He did take notice of how attentive the man was when Eku said about the Dovaa. But at least he knows he’s not the only one with these feelings and thoughts about it which made the young man smile. “Heh, it be good to know I’m not de only one wit’ dem thoughts.” He gave him a pat on his shoulder just to assure him. In a cloud thick of anger it really was good so he won’t be suffocated by his dilemma alone. Eku gave a nod of his head when learning his name and also the name of his bonded Drakein who does not look so happy at all to see them. “Nice to meet’cha two. Let’s be tryin’ to survive dis.” It’s all that they can do now and with less kills in their sight. All he hoped is that he won’t see Junjie out there somewhere or Esmeralda. The woman is a scholar after all. What are the chances for her to be here?

But he didn’t think about those chances when a flash of lavender hair caught his hollowed eyes. Vilzun saw her though for he was about to be tripped over by the warrior! However, he was able to move out of the way and bumping into Eku slightly only to get more of his attention to see the woman. “Hey, are ya okay dere?” He asked her. Apparently there are a few more who seemed to have the jitters maybe. It was odd to him for the mage never thought he would have much interaction with his kind seeing that he is very much of a reject.

A soft gasp escaped from Junjie as Esmeralda stumbled and caught hold of him as she fell, his hands grasping hold of her to try to keep from landing too hard before he gave her a bit of a smile, "I missed you too." He murmured, as though trying to lighten the mood a little given the look on the woman's face. She wasn't too happy, was she? When she was suddenly asking him if he was insane and if he wanted to die he could only stare at her, "Huh?" He gave a shake of his head in the negative, certainly not wanting to die today or any other day, "You know you are the second one to ask me something similar lately." He told her, first it was Eku asking him if he was ready to die when they were facing the Firani and now Esmeralda was asking him it about something he didn't quite understand. It was a strange sort of question but he would guess that it was about where he was at the moment, "Can't say that I do, no." He finally said.

When she asked him what he was doing here he looked around, "I thought that there was a chance that someone might need me, might need my powers." He explained, then looked a little confused, "What happened...? No, I don't know... I just thought maybe this was a little more of the same, part of the war that is going on?" Passed that he really had no idea. The woman suddenly mentioned what he was he was instantly lifting his hands up, covering her mouth, his bright eyes rather wide, "Shhhh... I am as Dovaa as anyone else right now." He said in a hushed tone, looking from side to side, hoping that nobody had heard what she had said about him. The fact that she was speaking out loud about his Orderite blood, it was a dangerous thing, she might have outed him... but it didn't seem as though anyone was close enough.

Her words about how they would kill 'both of them' Abellio gave a huffing sound, his feathers fluffing up in a rather displeased manner, as though he didn't like the insulting words, "No! Mine, Junjie!" He hissed at her, as though to trying to tell her that he wouldn't let anyone else come near his boy. He gave a stomp of his foot, then turned to look up at Junjie when the mage patted a hand against his neck to sooth him, "Junjie?"

"It's alright, Abellio, no need to fear." He said before he lifted a hand up to push back the second cloak that she had tossed over him, giving a bit of a smile, "I promise, it will be alright, just need to keep my cloak on. As for what is going on, no. If you wanted to tell me what it is that is going on then maybe I can help. Hurt? No... and I nobody knows that I am here, I looked around, didn't see any of the Dovaa that I know. My mother isn't around, neither is the Sage, or Burrom... at least there is you and a friend of mine as well, perhaps." Speaking of which... where was Erionda? He'd seen Uassae for a time, it meant that she must be nearby, right? He turned his attention for a moment away from Esmeralda to search the area, then went motioned, "Ah, there she..." He trailed off as he looked passed Erionda to see who was following along behind her, "Tilawen...?" What was she doing here? Now that was the real question... Erionda and himself, they could fake it, fake being Dovaa, but Tilawen, she was different. What if these Dovaa actually saw here as Eku had described himself, as the 'evil of the world'.

"Come on, Esmeralda, Abellio, we need to go over to them. If anyone is in danger here it's my friend Tilawen." He said in a hushed, gulping tone of voice before he grabbed up his 'walking stick', hurrying over to where the two other Hyrbids were, both of them seeming to be coming his way. That they were coming his way would make it easier for him to close the ground between his group and Erionda's group, "Erionda, Tilawen!" He said in a hushed tone, worry on his face. He had no idea what was going on, whatever it was he hoped that Esmeralda would fill them all in once they got gathered together into one group. He would be able to protect Tilawen the best that he could with her close to him, he promised her in the past that he would if the need arose after all, and he could only hope that the others would aid him even though Tilawen was half Oblivionite.

Abellio gave a little squawk sound before rushing forward as well, "Tila! Tila, Tila!" The little green Ysali squeaked out, eyes wide, seeming to be as startled as Junjie was about her being there. The moment he got close enough he set to trying to nuzzle against her, tail wagging, seeming to be glad to see her.

The Peisio Dovaa felt bad briefly for not at least having asked him how he was, but this was not like one of their causal meetings. They were in the middle of war, on a battlefield with each and every single race thirsting for the others blood. It made Esmeralda think about the last few days, even years, at the illusion of peace they had and how easily that illusion had been shattered. There was no time to dwell on the past now. “I’m not surprised.” She wondered who else had told him such a thing, another Dovaa maybe? Or someone else who knew he was a Hybrid?

“You haven’t heard.” Esmeralda let go of him to straighten herself out, no wonder he was out here then. “War is brewing, the Dovaa are getting involved because two of our kind were attacked. There are rules in war and they were broken, the two who died were thrown right into the vortex to be thrown back on the other side dead. One of them had…” Esme paused looking at him sadly. “He had Orderite feathers in his hand Junjie. The Orderite murdered two Dovaa and called us out into the war. It’s never been done, Marcus is neutral!” At this time, Esmeralda just wanted to break down and cry, the tears had already gathered at the corners of her eyes, but she willed them down. Crying about it would not help Junjie, it would help no one.

“Good you’re not hurt.” The Peisio Dovaa took a deep breath to relax the tense muscles in her shoulders. “You’re here with someone else? Another Dovaa I hope?” The other Dovaa in camp would know however that he was a Hybrid if his mother was in camp, another thing to worry about. “Junjie this is going to get messy and complicated and…” Again, Esmeralda had to hold herself from screaming out loud at the top of her lungs, or hit something or both. “I’m just happy you’re okay.” She offered him a small smile; they could figure out all of this out well before sun down or something.

Following his eyes, Esmeralda spotted the other Dovaa looking girl and then another face, but she knew this one, she’d met her. Esmeralda blinked a few times as Junjie went towards them, that girl was half Oblivionite, they were at war… What in the world was he doing, and more importantly what was she doing so close to the Dovaa camp? “Junjie!” Jun was a Hybrid, as was the half Oblivionite, did that make the other girl with them a Hybrid too? Was she about to step into this Hybrid triangle of sorts? Esmeralda wasn’t sure but she was not about to take any chances. Abronaxus help her if they got caught; they were all going to die.

Esmeralda didn’t like this and she slowed down to a halt a few paces from the trio even as Jun went to meet with them. Jun she knew, they were friends and he had even admitted to wanting to help out the Dovaa. The others tho, she would be wary of them. If the other Dovaa looking girl did prove to be a true Dovaa than good for her, otherwise it meant she might be working with the Orderites. She didn’t know what to think of why the half Oblivionite was here, she could not as easily blend in like Junjie. She was just going to wait on this, because there was no way she was getting closer if the other girl did prove to be a Hybrid half Orderite. Not after the killings, nope, not happening.

Maslin

The young man paused and turned towards the sound of a familiar voice. He had been so deeply focused on stemming some sudden bleeding that had occurred and had failed to hear the blue skinned girl come in. Though she had changed again since he last saw her Maslin knew who this was his lips quirked up in a small smile. "Hello Kadryn," it was nice to see a familiar face and especially one not in one of the opposite camps. Although given how she looked he heavily doubted Kadryn had switched to the healing profession herself. Which meant she had come to fight and to kill. That was not a good thing so far as Maslin was concerned, Kadryn's temper plus the fuel that was an entire murdered village seemed like a bad combination for everyone involved.

"How are you?" This had to be a harder situation for her than him and Maslin could spare a few moments for pleasantries and to make sure he didn't need to magically sedate his friend. He did not want to see her out in the midst of the unceasing battle, getting herself killed because she was too blinded with rage to notice an incoming sneak attack of some sort.

((OOC: I would like to point out Erionda's sword isn't on her. It's attached to Lanzecki And Lanzecki is currently no where in sight.))

Erionda

Mismatched eyes fell on Junjie with a sigh of relief Erionda's shoulders relaxed. Uassae was right, he was ok. What about Kilian? She hadn't seen him for several days even before all this mess. She could only hope he was fairing alright. Perhaps this was only a fight between the Dovaa and the Orderite's? In which case her friend would be fine. Unless he ran into the Orderite camp stationed so close to her house.

Erionda didn't bother to smile beneath her hooded cloak. He wouldn't be able to see her face right now anyway. The movements would be wasted. "Why are you hushed... Wait..." Erionda's head snapped between Tilawen and Junjie. "Wait you two know each other!? Since when?"

She wasn't sure if she really should be surprised or not. Tilawen had stumbled upon Rio when she camped not far from where Junjie lived. Given that bit of information, it was almost silly not to put two and two together and realize it sooner. Somehow she had figured, that she was the only one able to reunite people.

The hybrid's heart broke when Abellio rushed by her. Had he not recognized her? Perhaps he didn't like her? Or was there more to the friendship Junjie and Tilawen shared? As if in response to her silent melancholy Uassae moved around the back end of Tilawen. Blocking her from view on just about every angle. Reaching forward to shove his head affectionately into Rio. A soft purring croon reaching out to comfort her.

Giggling at the gentle nudge Erionda lifted one hand from within her cloak to stroke his muzzle. Her mismatched eyes following Uassae's blue ones. She could feel the female Dovaa's eyes on her. Defensively Rio stared back at her with a strange intensity behind her gaze, a searching look meant to discern what she was thinking. Grinding her teeth Rio turned protectively, shifting between Tilawen and the strange Dovaa.

Without her sword to aid her, Erionda would resort to her clan magic if she had to. Dropping her hand to her side as the cloak moved to shroud her whole figure once again. Her hands balling into fists. From the appearance of the girls eyes. She must be a Peisio, leaving her a only a slight advantage if it came down to a fight.

Flicking her finger of the edges of the fabric draped over her. Erionda allowed her magic to activate. Creating a visual appearance of frost on the edges of her clothes. A simple enough gesture to show she wasn't fooling around. And wouldn't hesitate to defend Tilawen or Junjie.