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((can you write normal size plz it messes with my head!))

((nah, you didn't mess up. it's just hard to see when the letters are violet and tiny. it seems everyone has forgotten me..so i shall wrap Alianae into the past events..))

Alianae stared at May, eyebrows raised.

"Of course I know an elf can be useful in hard times. I am one."

Just then, Sulem twitched.

What is it? Alianae heard Fira asking.
Fira listened for a while and relayed to Alianae. It's Milus.
Good. Tell Sulem to keep a track on Milus so we can follow it to him.

Alianae saw May getting onto Sulem.
"Horses would be better for this, we can see more easily and we won't be discovered." she called up to the girl. Honestly, the youth these days knew nothing.

Alianae put two fingers to her lips and whistled for her horse. Shadowflame was as free as a spark of fire and Alianae was the only person he would let ride him. When Alianae rode Fira, he ran free across the plains and though the forests, keeping pace as much as a horse could do with a dragon. Sometimes he wandered off along the way, but always came at Alianae's whistle.

Shadowflame arrived a few seconds later, thundering down a track in all his stallion power. He was an ebony black horse, as dark as the night sky. His mane was fiery red. In truth it was fire as was his tail.

She strode down the horses' side and smiled.
-Horses it is, then!
She raised her left hand and snapped her fingers, nd the sound was surprisingly loud.
A soft rumble could be heard, but she didn't seem to make much of it.
Within the next few minutes, a group of 3 horses strode into view. The one ahead was a dark black with only a with line on his musle. She second one was a chocolaty brown and had a frized mane and the third one was a pure white.
-They don't have names, so feel fre to give them one you ever see fit.
She jumped on the white horse with ease and poise.
-YOu're probably wondering why I called THREE horses, now are you? You see, I have for intention to save an other person from that hiddeous grave they call a prison...

((Darn... stare When I'm finally fit enough to do anything, everyonw goes off... gonk ))

She cocked a brow as if to say "are you kidding me?".
-I'm an elf. ONly that should tel you wether I'm capable of using magic, and as for my age, let's say you put a one in front of 15...

She scoffed and she drove her horse to a trot and looked back.

-And I only use magic in battles, so my strength is higher than most!

-Seems complicated, but I got it.....

She steped down from the horse and looked up.

-I feel more comfortable using magic when i actually TOUCH the ground instead of being... Anywhere else...

Her head went forward, veiling her face with her hair.

-And there's one more things you should know about me...

She head came back up in a burst of speed, turning towards Alianae, eyes glowing blue.

-I'M not FROM Alagaesia or anywhere in this land... I come from across the seas!

She truned her head in front and pulled out a stick and muttered a few words and the stick slowly transformed into staff, doted with a blue cristal at the end.

-Now, shall we go on?

((no it isn't dead. and pyros, you need to post. wither throw up a shield or faint.))

Alianae watched, unfazed by May's display.
"We all came from across the seas, from Alalea. Mostly..."
Alianae walked forward, her hair swaying gently in the breeze.
Fira?
I have already asked Sulem to explain. Milus knows what to do.
Good. Thankyou.

Alianae stood by May and tuned into the earth and nature around her. Nature never lied and would tell if other Urgals came. Keeping a mind thread still attached, she focused the rest of her vast mind on the area infront of her. She reached out for May's mind to syncronise the time they cast the spells.

"Slytha!"