( Months have come and gone since she met the young Aellyn and heard her whisper of a dark form of magic. It had struck her at the time as full of potential to be of incredible use, especially for medical purposes. Were there not a positive to balance the destructiveness of it, she would never have agreed to learn it. Yet she has, because her drive to never again be so completely at the mercy of another demands it just as much as does her compassionate nature.
In any case, she has been looking forward to reuniting with Lauralae for a long time. Because in this elf, she has found a dear friend. The contents of their letters sent back and forth via raven tell her that well-enough, and her heart warms while she gently knees Llลทr, the Ceffyl Dwr gifted to her by Dorian Gray over a year past. They descend through the clouds together, as though borne from the mist itself (he certainly was), and she keeps a sharp eye out for her friend while marvelling silently at the beauty of the scenery spread out below them.
The woods, just to the North of Mair. They had agreed to meet here, and this is where she settles Llลทr, his hooves patting softly in the dirt when he lands. Once he is stationary, Elizabeth dismounts, and glances back at him with a warm smile. )
Come with me. ( She says simply, and moves into the trees, knowing full-well that Lauralae does not tarry upon the open road. )
It is safe, my friend. The way is clear.
( Just in case she's within earshot. In fact, she assumes that she is. )
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In any case, she has been looking forward to reuniting with Lauralae for a long time. Because in this elf, she has found a dear friend. The contents of their letters sent back and forth via raven tell her that well-enough, and her heart warms while she gently knees Llลทr, the Ceffyl Dwr gifted to her by Dorian Gray over a year past. They descend through the clouds together, as though borne from the mist itself (he certainly was), and she keeps a sharp eye out for her friend while marvelling silently at the beauty of the scenery spread out below them.
The woods, just to the North of Mair. They had agreed to meet here, and this is where she settles Llลทr, his hooves patting softly in the dirt when he lands. Once he is stationary, Elizabeth dismounts, and glances back at him with a warm smile. )
Come with me. ( She says simply, and moves into the trees, knowing full-well that Lauralae does not tarry upon the open road. )
It is safe, my friend. The way is clear.
( Just in case she's within earshot. In fact, she assumes that she is. )