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Sev nodded to Kaiya in the same greeting he had given the other two girls. Grimacing when the man started to talk again. Oh, was he a character, playing his part on the ladies now. He clenched his fists as he turned to each of them, spitting out remarks that would be frowned upon in his land. Being polite to women was one thing, but this was a whole different story. He stopped himself from acting on impulse as he turned to the girl with the horse. No, he didn't know her at all, but her beauty almost got to him. His head snapped to the man as he addressed him, putting a smile on his face and nodding, but when he turned to Kaiya, Sev rolled his eyes in annoyance. Someone needed to stop this guy, because it wasn't amusing anymore.

As he preferred it, Abel remained forgotten in the scene Rhovanion was causing. It struck him as weird that moments ago he lay on the cusp of entering into his journey and now he stood before such a comedic sight. Shaking off the feeling that this was simply a bizarre dream he approached Seorsa while he could. He cleared his throat to steal her attention away from Rhovanion. Once he claimed her focus he spoke in a warm voice typical of an Uruite.

"My name is Abel, and I'm from Runya"

Sari was initially pleased when a new boy came in, but her pleasure faded quickly when he spoke of Rani as being "his horse". Rani wasn't even her horse, so Sari had no idea how he was supposed to belong to this newcomer. Furthermore... Well, no one but Sari had ever ridden Rani. Sari wasn't sure whether or not he would even let anyone else ride him. "Actually, he's..." Sari began, her voice fading out as the newcomer just spoke over her. The halfbreed blinked in surprise; it was so rude of him! And he seemed completely oblivious to this fact...

Sari was relieved to hear Saya ask for their names, as it meant that at least a couple people here - Sari was including the boy she'd bumped into earlier in this crowd - were polite. Sari listened to a couple introductions and was about to begin her own when the blustery boy - Rove, he said his name was - began again. Sari scowled lightly, the expression unfamiliar to her, and Rani stamped a hoof in a perfect reflection of his friend's irritation. Saya beat her to a reprisal, though. It was a good thing, because Sari may well have just let it slide. Finally, though, no one was speaking, and Sari could get a word in.

"Hello, everyone," Sari said, her soft voice carrying itself easily to the ears of all present. It was a perfect combination of the joy of a Me'an voice and the music of a Shae voice, with a lilt to it unique to Sari's home. "My name is Sari... I'm from Me'a. This is Rani - my big brother," she continued, seeming both self-assured and shy at the same time. It was a strange mix, to be sure, but one that seemed, somehow, appropriate to Sari. "It's a pleasure to meet... most of you," Sari finished, giving a small half-bow from Rani's back and a pointed look to Rove.

Farael had been slowly making her way to the waters of Brilthor, crossing over the grassland, and keeping her eyes open for anything that might be hiding in the shadows. Leaving Arda was simple enough, she knew those woods well, and even now, the plains that she was over, she had crossed before, both upon her return to Vilya, and upon her return to Arda. Still, these plains were less familiar to her, and she knew even less about the creatures that lived there, not to mention that there were always deserters from other nations who were joining the Sindarin. They were dangerous to those that were opposed to the Sindarin's thoughts and ideas, and so Farael was expecially careful to avoid any confrontation with anyone who might look like they were traveling in the shadows.

With every league that Farael crossed and made her way closer to where the Shae lived, her heart grew heavy. She was not expecting to fit into their home either, and wondered what she had been thinking when she thought that she might be able to find someplace where she could belong. Her steps slowed until she decided to take a rest on cloud overlooking the plains, Isi circled her once and then perched gently upon her shoulder.

"Perhaps I should just return to Vilya Isi" she spoke to her companion in a sorrowful and quiet voice. "Though I am not completely accepted, it is my homeland, and I can learn to deal with them ignoring me, calling me the daughter of a traitor behind my back"

Isi nuzzled her cheek with his nose in a comforting manner and Farael smiled slightly before stroking his neck gently with one of her fingers. "I know I know" was all she replied before she finished talking entirely. She just sat looking over the land, deep in her thoughts, absently stroking Isi's neck.

'A war?' Kaiya thought as she listened to Saya's speech. She didn't know anything about this. Everything seemed to be fine in Brilithor. She would never expected any of this. Apparently the word spreads slowly in the water.

Other than the fact that a war was going on and living beings were dying, Kaiya was excited about this journey. She will be able to have an adventure she always wanted. An adventure with a thrill and will give her an adrenaline rush. "I am so ready for this!" she smiled and pumped her fist into the air. "So what do we got to do first? Where do we have to go? What do we have to do?" Kaiya started to ask all these questions. Though she asked a question Sari had already asked, Kaiya was getting excited for this new adventure she was about to go on.

It seemed like no one had paid any iota of attention to his little speech about being the lap dog. Well it was all good in his eyes, he was actually hoping they would not ask him to do it, after all, he merely said it to get them to lighten up a bit. So all was fine and well in Tarna, until the whole thing about a war was brought up. Of course Saya was not the only one who had heard about it, then again another way to look at it was that Rhovanion was not the only one who had heard about it, which actually sounded better to his ears. "War," he sighed and stepped in what seemed like the center of a stage to him, "tis never a good thing. No eyes have ever laid upon such a vile beast as it, and to actually feel the pain and sorrows of it... it would be worse than death it self which it seems to only bring." He shook his head again,

"Anorad had showed me a dream only moments ago about this war. Actually showing was an understatement, he let me be part of the war, part of the sky, feeling the arrows rip through me as they were set loose, feeling the thunderous bellows and wounds filled of rain. Now that I think about it, it must be what Anorad and Alucia must be feeling with this war that is going on, but it was only a mere taste of it. They may not want to get involved with humans, but they do want it to stop, and so I suppose we must unite despite our complications to be the ones who will stop this war." He paused letting it seep in a bit, "This war that is going on is the war of all the elves, the death toll is considerable, and it seems that no one will make it out alive, and if they do, they will merely die in another vain battle." Almost out of vile disgust he shuddered, "So he told me that I..." he looked at them, "Indeed he said, 'I', which is why I thought it was only me, but that's not the point, he said that if I denied my destiny, this war was the only thing we had to look forward to. So we must do as this fine lady has said, and go to Mara," he looked skeptical for a second wondering if he remembered her name correctly or not, but went on without a further thought to it, "and see what we must do to end this awful war."

Even though most was merely restating what some might of already known, he hoped it provided insight to others, as he noticed some seemed to not even know that this war was already manifesting. Rather he helped any or not, at least he was able to put his two cents and, and to him that was all he cared about.