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((Here's a Sora post))

Sora's eyes slowly opened, allowing the magical lights to cascade into his eyes. Several elves were at his side, directing visible magic into his wound, now showing unflawed skin where the sword had struck. His mind quickly scanned the events that happened before he fainted, and looked at the healers. "That's enough, thanks," he said in the Ancient Language, and slowly stood up.

Queen Islanzadi emerged from the heavy trees of the forest into the clearing where Minae was waiting. "He is ready," she said, and waved her hand forward. Several of the healers that had given Sora most of their energy now followed behind him as he came forward, staggering in several of his steps.

Sora teetered back and forth from the momentum of Minae's hug. When his body stopped rocking violently, he patted her back, "It's all right, it's all right. I'm not dead. Thanks to you," he said, as a tear welled up in his eye and trailed down his cheek, leaving a trail that reflected in the moonlight, then opened his eyes, as he saw the others leave the tunnel. "Guess we have company," he managed to say in a steady voice.

Alianae watched with mild interest although her attention snapped as soon as she heard Minae say she had to go.

"Minae.." she said, before realising she really did not have anything to say. She turned to Islanzadi.

"The time has come. I said before, when I left, that should I ever return...the Wardens would be with me and the future would be set in place. Gather your people and do what you must. The Key has woken and the Wardens united at long last."

There was a hint of triumph in her eyes, mixed through a sea of sadness. Even though, she would never cry, she wept inside for the fate that Alagaesia had chosen to walk.

((well, if the fate of Alagaesia is to be rid of Dragon riders and be ruled by an evil king, wouldn't you cry for what will be lost? and..we should know the future already anyway.))

((There could be. You never know.))

((Yep, that's me. Always finding a way to twist things out of shape! blaugh Thing is, with that one, there's only Minae and Alianae from the past. The other Wardens aren't there. So we could still have a lot of fun playing around with it. Hmm..do I suspect a hint there? Maybbe I'll create another RP. The Wardens Awake or something likewise. Now, can we RP?))

((Man. You guys break down when I leave... Fine. Here's a post))

Sora looked at Minae, his brow furrowed into confusion. "Wait...who is this 'him'?" he said, then looked down as her necklace reflected light at him. The dragon-scale pendant. Black as the dragon that wore them proudly, darker than the death it had faced long ago. "Oh," he said. "Ingothold," he then whispered. He didn't know why he said it as low as he did, perhaps a certain superstition with dead Dragons, as if the spirit could come out and haunt him for life should he speak the name too loud. "Well, where is he?" he asked, feeling the warmth of her hands spread in his formerly near-dead cold fingers.

((It's because if you don't post, I don't. If I don't, most of the time, nor can Izzy. THAT'S when threads die. And I just don't happen to want THIS one to die. As simple as that, really... ))

True enough, the scale of a dragon's past hung around her neck as a numb remnant of what was, but never farther from the truth would it be to say any death was involved! No, Ingothold was... Special...
See, long ago.. Well, not THAT long ago, Minae WAS a rider. But she still IS. Ingothold, much to her surprise, survived a somewhat fatal blw in a battle once upon a time, and has hidden peacfully amongst the elves.

"Oh, not too far, if you kow where to look" she said plainly, though, in her voice, you could catch a very rare hint of...

SARCASM...