Willie
*Just four months had passed since she had arrived on this realm. She had learned a lot of common and had a simple job as a barmaid but she needed something better and was in search of something that fit all she knew from her past. Still trying to connect to who she was, it was hard to let it go. Many nights she had night mares about what happened and would wake up or just simply lay away to prevent it. She had a simple tent and travelers pack, some rations and dried soups for the road so she could rehydrate them. The town at last Steading was very helpful, all the people were and she had made a few friends but the one she held dear was Ourania.* 

*Stopping for the night she looked to the full moon and sighed, it was beautiful and this lake was perfect for her ritual. She had not given it up, She set her items down and would set up camp after her ritual. Taking off her clothes fully, stark and bare to the moon. She started, Her humming gave her place to start as she softly stamped her foot then one hand shot out while the other drifted along her arm and down her body. Her hand that had shot out lifted aiming for the sky as she slowly did a soft pend then stood up and turned quart-wise to the left side. The ground where she stepped started to glow as if she was on a platform.* 

*Her body lit up in dazzling glowing specks, Her long hair flowed as she spun four times around the circle as if designing the moon's shadow. She did a back bend into a full flip as her legs went up and over , softly landing in a crouch she did a low move as her body contorted and twist, her belly rolling with each movement. Her right hand softly rubbed down her neck, the center of her chest and shook over her abdomen. She stood slowly up to her toe tips and her hands above her head and she swayed her arms, then spiraled them in to a slow full body twist, her hair flowed around fanning out. The magic below her and above her began to glow brightly* 

*She held her hands out and bowed as the l

Ight started to gather in her hands, she lifted her head up and spunt as the Essence of the moon began to gather into her hands. Down to her knee's then back up in a spin that would have stumbled most people. Her hips shifted and gyrated in the dance as she worked the ritual. Sweat beaded on her neck as she danced, faster and faster the moves came and flowed as if the very moon was life for her. She pulled her hand to the center of her chest and the light erupted and a glowing sparkling stone appeared. Slowly she bowed down to her knee's and held it out as the essence of the moon slowly faded.* 

*There she waited as the ground slowly turned to normal and she was left breathing hard. She breathed in deeply as she leaned up sitting back on her feet that were tucked under her but* "Ulu l'drathir Usstan belbau G'rftte whol l'vrin'klatu dos kma'at lu'l'yorn usstan belbau ulu l'tresk'ri dos dwalc stair pholor. (To the moon I give Thanks for the essence you share and the power i give to the world you lonely stair upon.)" 

*A tear rolled down her cheek as she looked up to the moon* " Ka olt uss klez Usstan zhaun... L'drathir zhah l'toha pholor ussta phreng 'zil ol zhah ghil.(If its one thing I know... The moon is the same on my realm as it is here..)" *She slowly stood and bowed one more time deeply to thank the moon*
Karen
Eira stood at the edge of an evenings breeze, a delicate lock of hair cradled in her palm. It was a cherished memento of her sister, a fragment of a life lost to the unforgiving winds of fate. As she gazed upon it, memories of laughter and shared secrets danced in her mind, mingling with the chill that emanated from her into the surrounding air.

With a solemn sigh, Eira tucked the lock of hair into the folds of her cloak, vowing once more to remember, to cherish, and to treasure this last piece of her family. She knew of a place nearby, a lake that would hold enough water and power to freeze even the most fragile of memories, preserving them once more in an eternal embrace of frost and crystal.

Setting forth with rememberance both mournful and meaningful, Eira navigated the winding paths that led through the foothills around Highwater keep. The crunch of grass beneath her boots echoed in the stillness of the air, each blade freezing and then creaking as her faint weight passed.

Arriving at the edge of the lake, Eira prepared for her own Crafte, her breath forming delicate clouds in the air. With gentle hands, she cupped the lock of hair and took it towards the moonlit waters, watching as droplets of liquid silver danced upon the surface.

Closing her eyes, Eira whispered a silent prayer, invoking power to weave a tapestry of ice and memory. She felt the chill of the water seep into her bones. Almost she finished when she stopped. The waters shone brighter than usual tonight, and as she looked across their expanse she learned why.

As a delicate cocoon of frost formed in her hands she looked towards another figure, dancing. Eira could not recall the last time she had danced, had she done so since losing her sisters? But the lithe grace of this figure, effortlessly bending backwards and flipping gracefully into a full rotation, was perhaps as beautiful a sight as she had seen these last years.

She was illuminated in the moonlight, some magic at work that Eira had not seen in her many decades. By the time Eira had glided closer, she seemed to have concluded, first praying, and then rising to bow towards the moon. The Fae watched these final moments with a respectful, reverent patience. Only when she was sure that the entire ceremony had concluded did she drift closer, feet as light on the grass as the breeze that rippled across it in her wake.

"That was beautiful." She said simply, her voice cool, soft, and echoing alone.
Willie
*She paused Hearing the voice and feeling the chill in the air, She looked back slowly, her hands cupped the stone to her chest and her lower arms covered her breast. She was near her clothes as she looked to them then the woman* "I... Ah... Thank you.." *She blushed brightly as she walked to her clothes and set the stone down gently. The stone looked like compacted sand and was covered in a shimmery thin powder that caught the moon light like tiny crystals. She put on her undergarments as she turned* "I am sorry, I am not use to ...People from this world watching me do my ritual... Your the first to see it" *She was speaking the common tongue, some of her pronunciations were a bit off but it showed she was learning still. Her drow was uncommon here, and often she had to try and translate it to the Older drow she knew which was harder now she didn't have a library to go to. She pulled on her chemise and then her dress, adjusting it as need be then her socks and boots.* "What brings you to this beautiful lake? For me it was a perfect spot to catch the reflection of the full moon..." *She looked up again and smiled* "Its good to know its the same moon no matter what phreng (realm) your on..." *She Didn't know how to say Realm yet. She stretched as she looked to her bag, it was a good open spot with the thin woods at her side to camp at.* 

*Picking up the stone she walked to her bag and pulled out her tent* "My name is Eibhlin, What is your name if you don't mind me asking? " *She had realized she forgot to introduce herself or ask for the other woman's name. She was cautious but also trusting of women. She laid out the main part of her tent then worked on the wood polls that came with it, They used unique locking wood sections that made carrying them around a tad easier. It had been gifted to her by a shop owner in the town. She set it up and looked to her tent. She faced the woman.* "Im sorry if i seem withdrawn... Is the word?...I have had ...Bad times... Before comeing

Here.." *She pulled a cloak from her bag, it was thick and warm, putting it on she wrapped it around herself, kneeling she rolled out the pad for sleeping on in her tent then sat down on the grass.* "I don't have a fire... I cant make one yet... But please sit... We can talk if you want..." *She looked to her bag, she wanted to write to Ouriana and knew she could soon.*
Karen
Eira stood in silence as the Drow dressed herself, movements looking oddly vulnerable, to Eira, now that her ceremony had finished. It was only as she finished that Eira realized she perhaps should have offered privacy, not all races were as comfortable with such displays of their body as an Iele.

"There is not need to apologize for so wondrous a dance." Eira said, attempting to smooth over some of the other's embarrassment while still not quite understanding it. "I came to the lake... For a ritual of my own, you could say."
Her words faltered, a different stumbling to the unfamiliarity of language, a deliberate hesitance, a desire to avoid painful memories.

As Eibhlin introduced herself and began setting up her tent, Eira followed a few steps behind, eager to put the thought behind her. "Thank you for your greetings, Eibhlin." She replied, solemn and formal. "I have had a number of names, but please call me Eira. May your journeys windward be ever eased."

But when Eibhlin alluded to her own history, Eira wondered if more than simply a beautiful dance, if *This* Was what had drawn her. Had it shown in her dance? In her bearing? Some subtle call that had echoed the Iele's loss? She replied with a quiet acceptance before speaking again. "I have had bad times of my own, I hope yours are behind you. And while I do not often light a fire, sometimes the warmth during a storm can be a comfort. May I?"
Willie
*In silence she listened to the woman, Hearing her wishes of well on her travels was nice, Her smile faded hearing she had a bad time of her own.* "Hard to be over... Something that haunts you... As if it was yesterday..." *She looked to the stones and nod as she backed up to give the woman space* "By all means.." *She gestured and sat with her back to the tent. She brushed a strand of loose hair behind her ear as she wondered hat kind of ritual the woman had been doing, she herself hadn't seen her or the ritual in her own concentration. She thought about Avalor once more, He had been her love. She bit her lip and began to pick invisible lint off her dress, thinking of him. She shook her head* ``don't think... Don't think...`` *She looked to Eira* "Did your bad times happen recently as well?" *She tucked the cloak around her knee's feeling the chill of the night air.* 

*Near by there was a snap of twigs and she knew some deer might be out or other animals of the woods, An owl soared overhead and she watched it slowly as it glided onto a long high branch. Her eyes softened as she looked to the woman. She watched what she was doing closely so she could learn, IF she could absorb any details it was the important ones she craved the most.*
Karen
Eira accepted Eibhlin's silent invitation with a nod of gratitude, her movements deliberate and unhurried as she settled herself by a patch of bare earth, clearing a space for a small fire. The dance of flames had always held a certain dangerous allure for her kind, a flickering of warmth and light amidst the darkness. Ready to comfort. Or to burn.

"Not so recently, my trials are just memories now." Eira replied, her tone tinged with melancholy. "Yet their echoes linger, whispers of the past that yet may shape the path ahead."

Soft steps carried her around the camp, seeming to find a remarkably abundant harvest of dry kindling and branches that she set in her chosen space. Retrieving a flint and steel from a small satchel, she struck them together with practiced precision, sending a shower of sparks to ignite the tinder below. A practiced twist of her wrist brought with it a thin breeze that fanned the sparks into flames.

As the night embraced them in its quiet clutches, the flames slowly building to a respectable campfire, Eira found solace in the presence of another soul, a companionship that she had sorely missed since losing her sisters.

"Do you travel alone?" She asked, her voice thin and uncertain.
Willie
*She watched and got up leaning to watch * "What did you use? To start that?" *She had eyes wide with curiosity. She nod* "Yeah... Am alone... I was... Shot? Wrong word..." *She thought for a moment* " Izfereth (teleport) " *She said in her drow from her world and looked to the side* "Through a huge stone ..Tablet and it glowed and magic erupted..." *She sighed as she bit her lip* "It was ...Traumatic... And i miss my world... I have made a few new friends but no one to travel with.. I'm on my own.." *She looked to her bag* " I do write my friend Ouriana... She's a drow like me but ..With a different drow language then me.." *She looked to Eira, Sitting closer to the fire now as they talked* "Its been lonely so... I do have to admit meeting you has been nice." 

*She took a stick and broke it apart tossing the small bits into the fire.* "I didn't know sparks could come from a little tool like that... I need to get one... It could help start fires to keep me warm and safe at night.." *She didn't know the first thing about camping alone in the woods* "I bet some of the local berries are good.. I could pick those to eat other then the dried rations i have from the town.." *She held her hands out warming them up.* "Do you travel alone too? " *She looked to her* "If you don't mind me asking what race are you? I don't remember seeing your race where I am from."
Karen
*She offered the flint and steel out, head tilting at the curiosity.* "It is simple flint and steel, I had thought them common but... You are from another realm? Maybe not so, there."

*She took a seat for herself, a little more distant from the fire, its crackling warmth not as inviting for her as it might be for others.* "It is nice to have company, I meet few people during the nights."

*Eira lapsed into a melancholic silence, listening instead of speaking. As she reflected on her recently loneliness the air around her dropped in temperature, a whining breeze picking up to carry the chill about her in accentuation of her mood.*

"We are not common." She replied to Eibhlin's final question. "The Iele, I have never met any others here, except for my sisters. Fae, born during a winter's storm."
Willie
*She reached out taking it to look at it, the small stick for striking it and the block* "Whoa..." *She said softly* " Its not... That.. I am... New to adventuring.. I might have one of these in the kit the shop owner put together for me..." *She looked to her bag* "Then again... I havn't searched it fully.." *She looked to her and scooted closer to the woman, feeling she might like it if they were closer together to keep their voices down.* " I am a drow that walks in the day light... I know its a ...Shrok... No... Not that word... Umm" *She tapped her chin* "Shock!! I know its a shock... But... In my home realm... Drows are day dwellers there is the Cavers... But we call them the Underdark drows..." *She paused thinking of the words* "My ...Realm revered us in a good way... Drow were the saviors of the land. So its been hard... Um Adjusting " *She blushed saying and looked down at her shoes*

"I am use to ...The Noble life... Maids and butlers... Guards and escorts.." *She rest her head on her arms folded over her knee's.* "Even the clothes... Here feel different... And the looks i get.." *She sighed as she teared up and used her palm of her left hand to push the tears away* "Sorry..." *She bit her lip and pushed the tears away more* "Just not had anyone in a while to talk about it with.." *She pulled the edge of her dress up, using it to wipe her eyes.*
Karen
Eira listened intently as the drow spoke of her background, of being a surface-dwelling drow in a realm that revered her kind in stark contrast to the discrimination they often faced here. The Iele's heart gave a sympathetic pang of pain for the struggle, empathizing with the sense of displacement and longing for what had once been home.

"It must be a difficult adjustment, finding yourself in a world so different from what you have known," Eira remarked softly, her voice carrying a gentle warmth despite the chill that seemed to cling to her. "I have not met nobles, to know what their lives are like, or what the loss of that means for you. But... I understand the looks."

Eira tentatively reached out a hand, offering a silent gesture of comfort. It was a small solace, but she was enjoying the relief of company herself, it was the least she could do to offer that in turn.

"When I first ventured out from out mountain, to the towns and the cities... Well it took a long time to understand them at all. Even now... Some things I find confusing. People are very concerned about whether or not you wear clothes for some reason..."
Willie
*She nod* "Im also use to being a princess so its been... Umm culture shock" *She half smiled and laughed some as she picked a leaf off her shoe* "Well im use to maids doing everything for me from bathing, to dressing to hair and makeup." *She ran her hand through a short mess of slightly tangled hair, she pulled a comb from her bag and began to comb it out.* "But... I don't have that here... And my skin feels rough now where i use to feel smooth... Or maybe this is the normal smooth?..." *She said it in a way that meant 'poor or lesser then noble' * "Its sound bad don't it... I don't mean for it to come across that way... But.." *She bit her lip and sighed through her nose* "Its been hard... I was a bit spoiled to that rich life... And took it for granted.." 

*She looked to Eira She reached out and took her hand feeling the comfort given as she gave her a soft smile. She was feeling better now* "Thank you for letting me talk about this... Normally i would be quiet ...Mostly because i was learning common tongue..." *She rocked softly from side to side. Hearing Eira she couldn't help but laugh and covered her lips as if the laugh should have remained a secret* "Well of course you dont want others to see your form but ...I do understand. Where i am from there is a Type of Genasi... A Race of cloud people or... People made of clouds... And they lived in a village high upon the mountain. My father was visiting for royal meetings when i realized they were all naked, I was in shock and had to be escorted to my room. Father didn't even realize it he thought they were just made of clouds... But they were not. We found out father needed Spectacles then as well " *She giggled again and looked to her* "So in this World what are your people called? "
Karen
"A *Princess*?" Eira exclaimed, dark grey eyes paling and widening.

She realized now what Eibhlin had meant about the noble life, not just existing in that world but *Being* A noble, and royalty!? She may not have been to many cities, or spoken with human nobility, but the intricacies of courtly etiquette were almost innate to a fae such as herself.

"Apologies, I had not realized." She said, rising and giving a graceful curtsy, simple but with a strange air of practice to it. "Please, talk as you wish."

As the conversation continued, she gave a chuckle to the story of meeting the cloud Genasi. It was just the type of thing she and her sisters had always enjoyed, surprising travelers with their differing customs.

"We are Iele. Mmm... In the common tongue you would say 'them'. Spirits of winter nights, both the cold and the comfort. My sisters and I, we never met any others. I am not sure there are any in this world. I may be the last."
Willie
*She watched Eira, her expressive tone and with her getting up and bowing made her shocked and then a fit of giggles* "Your quiet fie... In this realm I'm no princess... But... I appreciate your gesture and bow." *She didn't feel clean enough to be one, she picked another invisible piece of lint off her dress.* "Its hard to tell when I'm in such normal clothing, no silks or satins yet... And my... Crown is broken... All the gems in it shattered when I came to this realm, they shouldn't have but I believe they were a ..Price for the portal?" 

*She giggled and nod* "Yes, the Genasi were surprising to say the least and very mischevious" *She Smiled in a laugh making it more airy then she intened. She breathed in deeply through her nose, looking to her hand that had held Eira's.* "So your the last?...I guess that makes you rare and me lucky to have met you... Spirits of winter... Thats amazing. I am shocked your here in the lower mountain planes and not living where its cooler and possibly so far north the snow settles year round? How do you handle this weather?" *She was curious as she held her knee's and rocked side to side as she listened.* ``Lele... Such peculier name``
Karen
"The queen of the winter courts is no native to this realm but still I would show her proper deference if ever we met. A queen is a queen, it is not limited to place or time, or gems. You are still a princess, Eibhlin, even when you were dressed in nothing at all." Eira said, and gestured to the lakeside where first she had spotted the drow princess.

She wasn't entirely sure of why she was so insistent on this matter. It was hardly her concern, neither Eibhlin's original realm nor the drow and peoples of this one. Perhaps it was just a dislike of seeing something brought to less than it should be. Like herself, without her sisters. A lone Iele could not properly dance or sing, a solitary voice could never capture the intricate harmonies that they used to weave together through the cold night air.

"It isn't entirely comfortable here, I miss the true-cold nights. But we bring some of the winter with us." *She gave a lonesome smile and pursed her lips, trilling a mournful note that drifted off, drawing a colder and colder breeze along with it before fleeing from the camp.* "With my sisters all together we could do much more, but not so much alone. Is it different for you? I have travelled only some miles from home, you an entire world. What was it like?"
Willie
*Her lips thinned some as they pressed harder together as if to hold back any flood of sound. Her throat felt tight and she blinked away tears.* "Thank you, " *The mention of dressed in nothing made her cheeks darken in a blush, She breathed in to make a barrier between the subtle hidden shiness she did have. Her eyes followed her gesture as she faintly smiled* "I guess that would cause many people to gap and ogle what their eyes did not understand. " *She felt the cool breeze and looked to Eira in wonder. Her eyes searching her for a glow of magic but it was more nature connected as her eyes widened more. The sound while eerie was also beautiful, Like the cold frost edging a glass window.* 

***Alone*** *That was a word Ringing in her head more then she liked to talk about and she tucked her knee's back up again as if holding herself made it easy.* "My father was killed by my step mother... In front of me... The night i appeared in this world... I can still feel the spray of blood on me and wake from night terrors... With no comfort... And get sick from it. I have lost my bowls in one way or another several nights." *She breathed in long and deep* "And ..After thinking it over im pretty sure the man i was in love with... Betrayed me. Having been chased through the old Garden and hedge maze... We came to a relic of a portal from our ancestors... After i was pushed on it... The magic erupted, as if the relic sat ...Like a predator and waited for its prey." 

*She hugged her arms, her nails digging into her biceps some, her eyes shut and tears fell down her face faster then the wind could catch them.* "It felt like the great Maker had taken me, and tossed me across the cosmos... I saw... Stars... Blasting by like brilliant balls of fire glittering in the expanse of magic all around me... I was weightless yet ...So heavy." *She licked her lips as her nostrils flared and more tears fell out* "There was a tug and i was pulled, pulled down like a shooting star, light began to burn all a

Round me and i fell onto a cold... Stone floor ..With another one of those portals ...In a cave." *She swallowed hard and slowly opened her watery eyes* "Thats when Ourania found me... The first person i have met here who showed me more kindness then my small circle i once had.." * She held a deep pause and shuddered out a breath full of emotions* 

"Excuse me" *She used her cloak to dry her face, and held her eyes into it a moment.* "I ..Dont know where i would have been if it hadn't been for her... I write her now, every other day, i am to write her tonight and send it off at the next town, this one will be a collection of letters to her. She... Has been a dear friend and kind woman to me... She even taught me some common."
Karen
Eira listened intently to Eibhlin's recounting of her past, she felt a shared pang of pain at the drow princess's grief and loss. The tale unfolded like a tapestry of tragedy, each thread woven with her loneliness and betrayal. As Eibhlin spoke of her father's murder and her own harrowing journey through the portal, Eira tensed across from her, the wind becoming even chiller as it tousled her hair.

"To be betrayed by kin and companion... No soul should endure such cruelty. The loss alone can be unbearable, but twinned with betrayal? Fate can be a cruel guide."

It recalled when her own loss was fresh to mind, the early nights filled with nothing but the deepest of sorrows and rage. She could scarcely remember them now, some spent curled alone at the camp, others prowling the mountainside, what had she done? Had she found someone as Eibhlin had found Ourania? No, no she feared not. It had not been solace she sought in those early nights, but relief. Whether through reprieve or revenge she had cared not.

"I can travel with you, to the next town." Eira offered at last. "The wilds can be a dangerous place if you are not prepared for them. And sometimes even when you are. But I would understand if you were reticent, a campfire does not a companion make, nor my closeness ease your ache."
Willie
*She looked to Eira, hearing it out loud only made it more real* `` a double betrayal ...`` *She thought as she gripped herself* "I don't think i have it in me to ever be that trusting again... And ..My heart is being concealed behind a barrier of ice..." *She sighed and looked to the fire, it reflected in her eyes* "One day... I will take back my throne... And when I do... I will love me... I will Not bend... Ever... To anyone again." *She pushed one final tear away and she looked to Eira now.* "I would love the company, being alone on travels is... Has... Been scary with many close calls..." *She understood that last part and as she looked to the fire* "I hope to be over this ache soon... But ..Grief has a funny way of lingering .." 

*She yawned and looked to her bag pulling out the parchment and a quill with a ink well. She started to write a letter to Ourania about what happened so far and the things she learned, moments went by and she had two pages written. She sighed happy with them, folding them for now she tucked them and the ink well and quill back into her back. Yawning again she looked to her tent* "I don't mind sharing my tent, but i am tired now... So i will retire for the night Eira. Thank you for listening to me and being great company." *She bowed as she turned and crawled into her tent, her cloak was a blanket and her bag acted as a pillow while she closed her eyes and tucked her cloak around her arms and hugged herself.*
Karen
"You are welcome. Thank you for your hospitality. Sleep well, Princess Eibhlin." *She gave a smile along with the words, gray eyes brightening to the color of fresh-fallen snow. But then she looked away again, back towards the fire and lost in her own thoughts.

As her companion prepared for sleep, Eira drew her own cloak tighter about herself. She didn't feel the cold, but hearing another story like that, it had been both pleasant catharsis to know that at least her pain was shared, but also a tormenting reminder. She watched the flames flicker and dim, wondering if she would simply watch until the dawn.

Instead she began to hum, softly and wordlessly. At first she tried to capture it once more, the harmony of her lost sisters. As ever the task was beyond her, no one voice could capture them all. So she switched to one of her own, the lonely tune she had sung since losing them.

She stopped there, the fire almost extinguished, and began preparing a space to lay down. The earth molded beneath her, hugging Eira's small form into a recession that perfectly followed the contours of her body as her eyes drifted closed. Just as she began to drift off she hummed a third tune, haunting and dangerous. A song of warning, of danger and deceptions.

"Goodnight sisters." Eira whispered to the night, as a tear froze at her cheek.
Bonita
```Morning came with the soft song of morning Birds singing to find their mates. The sound of fish jumping from the water to catch low flying fly's or slapping the surface to get the water spiders lower to eat them, echoed into the surrounding woods. The all too familiar sound of a wood pecker hammering a tree to find grubs. The dawn's rays were just now casting over the lands, the golden glow of the honey light, a warm blanket for the land. Mist began to rise off the grass and pond as the sun warmed it.```
Willie
*She stirred, Slowly waking as the sun made her tent glow a soft olive green. Blinking she was on her back staring at the sun glowed tent top. She breathed in deeply and felt damp from the morning dew all around them.* `Maybe camping next to a lake wasn't the best... Idea` *She stretched and all her muscles screamed from the walking she had done the entire day prior. After her bodily trembling had stopped she slowly sat up and looked to the exit. She wondered if the woman was still with her, Climbing out she stood up and did a second stretch. The sun was bright currently and she had to squint, She began to understand why the drows of this realm liked to live underground.* "Its more bright on this realm." *She rubbed her face and stopped feeling something crawling on her. She quickly looked down to her arm and saw a spider, freaking out she flailed her arms, it went flying and she did a little jump squeal as she checked herself for another then grew grossed out* "Euuuuggghhhhh" *She huffed and stomped on the ground* "Spider... IT HAD TO BE A SPIDER?!!!"
Karen
*Eira was awoken rather earlier than usual by the sudden squeal, and she snapped very suddenly upright, alert and cautious for any dangers. It took her a moment to see what was happening and a minute longer to understand why.*

"A spider? Did it bite you?" Eira asked, a little surprised. "That is unusual."

Still lethargic, she rubbed at her eyes, squinting upwards with some irritation at the sun. Still high in the sky and bright she could already feel a headache brewing at its incessant glare.

"Good morning, Princess Eibhlin." She greeted, not so lively as she had been the previous evening.
Willie
*She Looked to Eira with an apologetic expression* "No... Its... I'm ..Well I am terrified of spiders..." *She admitted with a deep blush. She looked to the side and ran a few fingers through her long hair* "I ..Didn't get a bite im sorry... I did not mean to startle you awake.." *She hated how she was afraid of such a small innocent creature. She breathed in deep and started to walk toward her tent then froze hearing Eira. Turning she stood tall, took her dress in her fingers and curtsied* "Thank you Fair Eira of the Winter winds" *She smiled softly* "And good morning!" *She kneeled and pulled her bag out, pulling out a small pot, she then pulled out some dried rations, and water bladder. Filling the pot she made enough for them both, it was oats and she put dried berries into it for them. Getting up she walked to the fire and softly took a stick poking it and saw glowing coals. She began to put down small sticks till a little flame started and she put the pot over it stirring constantly* "I am making us some Oats and berries" *She looked over her shoulder smiling*
Karen
*A pleased smile took Eira over at the formal greeting, it helped to rouse her properly, enough to return the curtsy with another from herself. Slowly calming from the initial excitement of the morning she shook her coat to rid it of the dirt and grime of laying on the grass which all came out nice and smoothly.*

"That sounds delicious, thank you. I've a wineskin if you would like a drink." Eira said, pulling one from her satchel and setting it a little distance from the merrily burning morning campfire. " I have a little more to do at the lake first this morning, do you mind? I shall return swiftly."

*She had forgotten in the curious events and story of last night, but she had come here for a purpose. Eira needed to finish her own ritual, so that she could make sure nothing was lost.*
Willie
*She was stirring the Oats as she looked up* "Oh yeah please, that would be lovely." *She smiled in a soft happy blush that rosed her ashin skin. She looked over at her then to the lake* "Do as you need, the oats should be fully done by then i would assume?" *She watched her get up and head to the water. Looking back down she stirred the oats thankful the woman at the inn had taught her how to hydrate the dried rations she gave her. With soft eyes she toyed with a strand of hair, letting got she picked up another small stick adding it to the fire as it crackled and popped she looked up to watch the ritual that would take place.* 

*Over the water a hawk dove and caught a surface close fish, it was a beautiful sight but more then that was how Stark Eira was to the surrounding's, She smiled* "If i was a painter..." *She looked back down and stirred the oats pleased with how they looked she moved them to the side to keep them warm ish but let them cool to eating temperature.*
Karen
She passed the wineskin to Eibhlin with a small smile, her pale lips making the slightest of crescents before she turned towards the lakeside. The life skittering across its surface intrigued her, even now after so much time away from home. But once the only pools she had known of had been quiet and still, locked in winter. Away from the mountain... It was like perpetual spring. Everyone and everything was always so *Alive*. 

She knelt by the banks, watching a moment before spreading her hands out over the water to shoo the fish and little insects from her. The cold she needed could harm them if they stayed, after all. It took a moment for them to skitter and swim across and beneath the sun-dappled surface of the waters, but when they had she took out the little bundles from her cloak. Almost thawed now, they glistened in the morning-light as she first stared and then hugged them close.

At last she lay them on the ground in front of her, placing one hand on the water and giving a quiet hum. As it had the previous night her hum called a wind to circle about her, toussling lilac hair and rippling her fur-lined cloak. But now she added a second layer over the first, a self-harmony of hum and wind and song.

*'With icy breath and whispered rhyme,
These trinkets I bind, freeze in time,
Let warmth not thaw or light unfurl,
This memory locked in icy swirl.

By the power of frost and snow,
Let memory no longer grow,
Frozen under morning light,
Forever bound, out of sight.'*
Willie
*She looked up watching her, Curiosity had her leaning to look as she saw her fan the fish and fly's away. She blinked then saw her touch the surface of the water and her humming while Eerily beautiful was somber. Her eyes softened and she knew what this was. Repositioning she got on her knee's and began to pray to the moon. She didn't even know this woman fully, just their brief meeting and already was grieving for her. After her prayer she sat there on her knee's but leaned back on her boots as she watched . She pushed a tear away as she listened to her.* ``her song is so sad and beautiful...`` 

*She turned to the food and stirred it again, holding the wine skin to her side to keep it cold and away from the fire, she got up and walked to her bag, getting out two cups, they were small little wood ones but perfect for the wine. Walking back she sat in silence thinking about her next move* "I could practice ...The magic that my teachers had been trying to teach me ..So long ago.." *She sighed as she wondered if this woman would allow her to practice it.*
Karen
*The last of her ritual finished, Eira collected herself and her momentos, just slightly cold to the touch but encased and preserved in ice. Somber once more she returned to the makeshift campsite to sit opposite Eibhlin, leaning her back against a small boulder, smoothed by the winds and the passage of time.*

"Where do you think you will travel next?" Eira enquired. "I have found there are far more lands to explore here than I had known."
Willie
*She looked to the town, her eyes distant as she looked back* "I am not sure, I want to meet more drow but ...I don't even know where to begin with that, they for the most part are private and seem to hide away... Ourania was the only ...One who has really talked to me and even then our drow is like... Talking to the past.." *She sighed as she looked back to her while she dished out oats into two small bowls then, poured them each a cup of wine from the wineskin. Standing she walked the bowl; with a utensil; to Eira handing it over. Walking back Eibhlin began to eat her own as she watched the water* "I have been told the other human towns closer to the one called Cretaine are more prejudiced toward any race that isn't human... So i am wary, but when i have over the hill i saw tree's of pink so i might go and search those woods..." 

*She took a bite and held the spoon in her mouth softly as she thought.* "Hmn" *She pulled the spoon out* "I am trying to find a place for myself in this realm... Its hard to ...Feel like i belong and not like i am a speck of ash upon this realm... I don't wish to be blown away or stamped out... But to find a place i can ...Call home" *She smiled* "That and ..Hope i can make it in the wilds.." *She took another bite savoring the fresh rehydrated fruit that had been placed into it.*
Karen
*Still watching the lake Eira watched as a bird, not one she recognized but small and fast, swept in across the waters surface. In a smooth glide it managed to secure its own breakfast and then settled among the reeds to enjoy the insects, song silent as it ate. Before she had even taken her first sip of wine it had taken to the air once more, flying off to continue its hunt.*

"Home is an elusive thing. I do not know if it is simply a place to be found for you. Sometimes it is not the place, but the people in and around it that make it home or not. But I wish you fortune on your journey. Cretaine is... An unlikely place to find homely atmosphere, they are not welcoming of those who are not human." Eira said, drinking first of the wine and then smiling as she took a bite of the sweet fruits and oats.
Willie
*Her eyes softened sadly, To hear the place she wanted to explore would not be welcoming. She frowned* "Well... I will still try other places..." *She took a sip of her wine and blinked* "This is the first... Wine close to what i had at home i have tasted here.." *Being pleasantly surprised made her smile once more as she remembered dances and balls and sipping wine while talking to the other nobles.* "Life was so different" *She focused on the now and the sight of the water and surrounding woods was very comforting, She wasn't pressured for appearance and how her attire looked or even down to how her nails and skin appeared. She wondered if this life or her old one was better, but at the same time it was no choice.* 

"Maybe i will go to Sihirisium?...I heard it might have a way to tidehaven? And maybe ..Other more friendly places?" *She scrapped her bowl to finished her oats, Tossing down the rest of her drink she got up and walked to the waters edge, She was cleaning out her bowl and smiled seeing little fish swim over and steal the few tiny oats that she washed away. She saw a little pond turtle, small enough it could be considered new* "These wood are pretty" *She said over her shoulder softly to Eira*
Karen
Eira's demeanor was woven with threads of quiet contemplation. "The search for home, it's a journey fraught with twists and turns a winding path it weaves. But while vexing still, signs of hope it leaves. Only through the trials faced can true appreciation extend."

As Eibhlin shared her aspirations to explore distant realms, Eira's gaze lingered upon the horizon. She had explored much herself but still there were paths ontrod, lands unexplored. It seemed futile some days, simply continuing on as a shadow of what was. Little more than a spectral figure, lost in life's designs. But today... She was feeling more herself.

With a serene nod, Eira turned her attention back to the tranquil embrace of the forest. "These woods hold tales untold. How many wanderers beneath boughs strolled? How many fires have danced upon forest floor? How many souls find comfort at this shore? Tranquil, beautiful... I shall remember it well. But I think my own journey leads elsewhere too. Pretty it is, but it is not home."
Willie
*She looked to her, a soft smile and blush on her face* "The way you just worded that was beautiful and ...Very poetic.." *She looked to the side* "You wont be joining me?" *She slowly stood looking to her, an expression of hope had been there that was slowly fading with a longing taking place. She glanced to her as her eyes shifted to the side and down as her feelings began to catch in her throat, she was getting ahead of herself as she walked back to the tent and packed her bowl and cup away. She pulled her roll out and flipped it softly then began to roll it back up in her hands. She pulled the strings at the end around and tied it up.* 

*Her Heart was beating hard* ``I barely know her and long for her company... But ..If her path takes her else where?....I cant.. Stand in her way...`` *She bit her inner lip as her shoulders trembled and a tear rolled down her cheek. She rubbed it away as she released the ties on the tent letting it fall and began to pack it up as well. Why was being alone, just the thought of it hurting her so badly?* "Sorry... I...Cant seem to gather my emotions" *She clasped to her knee's and her face went to her hands to hide her tears.*
Karen
The wintry fae rose from her seat, gliding closer to Eibhlin and kneeling beside her. Tentative and cautious she placed a hand to the other woman's back, cool touch moving in a soft circle to try to comfort her new companion.

"You have been through quite a trial, Princess. And there is no shame to your emotions, nothing that needs to be hidden. Your tears are regrettable, but beautiful all the same." Eira said with a soft smile. "My path leads me away from these woods, but I had no destination in mind beyond that."

Eira hesitated, several serene white faces flashing through her mind, each as familiar to her as her own reflection, even more so perhaps. And... Were they staring at her in judgement? Or encouraging? Perhaps... Perhaps it was time to end her lonely vigil, or at least pause it for a time, while she went on another journey.

"I did not want to intrude upon your hospitality beyond what has already been. But... If you are open to company on the road, I would be glad to accompany you on the road to the college. Perhaps I can see if any there have heard of my kind, know of any others."
Willie
*She stiffened then relaxed under her cool touch, it was comforting. She pushed tears from her face, Her palms biting into her eyes as she pressed them a moment.* "I'm sorry... Its just... Its been so lonely..." *She breathed in deeply as she looked to Eira.* "Having someone to travel with would make the road better and not so harsh.." *She looked to her eyes and tried to smile but it was hard, her lips only formed a very faint smile as she nod* "Please... Even if just for another day..." *She cleared her throat and began to finish gathering up the tent. * "I'm sorry we don't have horses... Or a carriage... The travels will be rough on foot but I feel we can make good time if we start soon." 

*She broke down the wood poles that helped support the tent, pulled the wood stakes from the ground and wound the strings up. She had shaken out the tent for fear of spiders again. Folding it she rolled it up and fit it all into a sack that went back into the bag. She paused to breath in and looked to Eira* "I hate to ask... But what kind of powers do you have? ...Can you creat ice?" *She rubbed her face hopeing asking this wasn't too much*
Karen
*Packing her own supplies, Eira sunk into her own thoughts as they struck camp.* ``To leave her alone would be needless cruelty, but can I become attached? To find company again only to lose it again when we part... Would that not be even worse than remaining alone?``

But they would travel together for a time, Eira would not abandon someone who had offered only help and kindness. Perhaps it was best to simply allow what may happen to happen, instead of overthinking about her company.

"I do not mind discussing such things. We... *I* Do not usually thing of them as 'powers' I suppose, for the most part. They are simply apart of what I am. But yes, I can call the cold, create ice, speak to the winds, or step into them. I do not know enough about your own nature to know for certain but you might find travel easier, Iele have good fortune when it comes to nature."
Willie
*She Looked to her and with big eyes asked* "Can i get a small ice cube?" *She touched her upper cheeks near her eyes* "It helps soothe sore eyes... And puffy ness and i dont to squint the entire time we are traveling..." *She rubbed her eyes softly as she looked back to her stuff. A blush came on her cheeks* "Only if you dont mine that is... I ..I know that as big request.." *She fiddled with the straps of her bag as she began to resecure it and make sure everything was packed up fully* 

*Standing she walked over to Eira and waited, she swayed while she did and heard some horses in the distance* "Oh the watchers of these woods will come by soon, we shouldn't wait here any longer and get going, this town is close to cretaine..." *She looked to her and gave a faint smile*
Karen
Eira returned the faint smile with one of her own, thinking for a few seconds before nodding to her request. It was no strain on her, and she shared the dillema of struggling with the daylight. Almost she thought to lend her iceblade, the small dagger that kept perpetually cool to the touch, but perhaps not if she needed the cool around her eyes.

"Of course, I like to travel by night myself but they come with their own troubles while travelling."

She cupped her hands in front of her, folding them tightly and leaning in to blow into the small bowl that they formed. Not as obvious as her previous workings, there was only a faint lingering hum to give evidence of her crafte before she opened her hands to show a sizable piece of ice, formed carefully with one side slightly cuved to fit against the contours of a face, and the other side sharp angles and planes, cut to look like a gem.

"It should keep for some time, but please let me know if you need another."
Willie
*She wondered if they should change the times they travel, she might end up sick after this day traveling session. Worry wrinkled her brow as she thought about it. The moment the ice hit her hand her eyes lit up and she half bowed* "Oh thank you so very much Eira!" *Taking the ice delicately, she noted how it didn't start to melt right away like normal ice. Placing it upon her cheek she rubbed softly under her eye and melted. It felt soothing* "This... Is amazing thank you... I would have loved you as a lady in waiting..." *She blushed saying that while her hands rubbed the ice along one upper puffy cheek just below her eye. Slowly liquid formed and rolled down but she didn't care it made her appear as if she was crying.* 

*She had everything she needed and picked up her ruck sack with one hand as she began to walk* "Lets go, we should get as far as we can, I do not wish to encounter a dangerous animal.." *She didn't specify if that was a being or a true creature while they walked. To be fair she didn't know which was worse in this part of the lands.* 

*Travling in silence for. A while she finally spoke* "You know... Traveling by cart I think was easier for how long it takes to walk... But at least my butt never gets sore this way" *She laughed admittedly* "I can't tell you how many times my bottom went numb on even short trips.." *She walked with an ease of someone still new to the roads. Her foot slipped on loose gravel, yet she crunch was welcoming.* "Around this time of year... Everyone would be getting ready for the Star Lignt ball.." *She looked to the bluing sky* "I miss it.."
Karen
She gave a little smile at the lady in waiting comment, remembering some of her early days when she had dreamed of such things, visiting the winter court and being chosen to become a Lady in waiting there.

The thought stuck with her as they began setting out for the day, her own steps impossibly light on the road and slowing herself a little to ensure she didn't drift ahead of her companion. How much would have changed if she had been able to do so? Leave lands for those of the fae, find the winter court and dwell there? Would such an eternal winter have been a paradise? Or would she have grown bored without the variety she now experienced?

"I've never been to a ball, we danced only when we felt a desire to, though that was still most nights. But I have always been interested by the... Hmm... Ritual? No, formality of them. I have seen some people making preparations, but never a ball itself. What were they like?" She asked.
Willie
*She stood in shock for a moment then kept walking* "No ball? Seriously.." *She frowned listening and realized Eira was not joking,* "Balls are beautiful but can be boring if you cant find a dance partner... Or if your forced to dance... That happened sometimes... The masked ones are fun, your suppose to roam and find your partner by midnight for good luck... It was the few times i was able to roam un noticed till i sat on the throne... The dances while intricate were easy to learn and fun to participate in. I was kissed at one " *She blushed and giggled, her hands went behind her pack on her back as she walked* "He was .....Wonderful" *Her voice trailed off softly* "Not no more... But anyways..." *She sighed happily thinking of the many dances she had been in* "To have someone to feel that joy with would... Be wonderful..." *She walked beside her, their dress skirts softly touching while they walked.*
Karen
Eira listened with her full attention, steps still light on the path and taking on a cadence similar to dance as she thought over the descriptions. They *Did* Sound like fun, a different sort of fun to what she had usually had in dance.

"Masks? Mmm, they seem to be very intricate events, we never wore things like that while dancing. Ours were a little more... Mmm... Like the one you were doing, when I first saw you?" Eira asked, her mind flashing back to the previous evening and the enrapturing dance beneath the moonlight.
Willie
*She blushed, but slowly smiled* "I guess i would fit right in besides being cold ha..." *She giggled and her cheeks burned thinking of ways to warm her after a dance in the snow. She sighed and playfully hopped three larger stones along the road before jumping down.* "Oh! I might be able to be a dress maker i supose! I will have to try my hand at that." *She wondered if she would get the chance, Her toes carried her foward as she started to dance along the way and hummed, she smiled looking to Eira, then began to sing* "Pholor l'su'aco, ze'zhuanth sivahs lu'spirits num're Ril p'obon pholor nindol har'dro tessoe natha Bli'th Ril nesst, ril j'nesst, lu'ril wiu lu'ligrr Rei wun ssinssrigg ulu natha linath (On the wind, ancient voices and spirits sail Every mark on this earth tells a tale Every man, every woman, and every boy and girl Fall in love to a song) " *She let her voice carry softly as she sang, it sounded sweet.* 

*She softly danced within her steps, she smiled watching her and spoke again* "Ril quortek nindel sets doeb dal natha li'oxole thac'qu'thalra Uriu natha wussrun'wa ulu yutsu delmah h'uena mzild Ril tangi nindel gos a xuileb rin'ov jorosin ele Dos z'reninth wun dosst deis (Every soul that sets out from a distant shore Has a dream to return home once more Every day that goes by without ever asking why You believe in your dreams) " *She was singing in her own Drow, with practiced voice and not stumbling over her words, she also sang the translated parts but it sounded more beautiful in her Language.*
Karen
Eira returned the smile, nodding along and considering that with how excited she had been about dances and also simply by being a Princess that Eibhlin must know quite a bit about dresses, it seemed a wonderful idea, a way for her to find her place here.

Her smile widened as the princess hummed and danced, her own steps becoming lighter in response. But when she heard the first notes of song her eyes went wide at the beautiful notes, the melodic language and sweet tune. For the first verse she was too shocked to do more than follow in pace but as the song continued she felt the rhythm out and joined with steps of her own. Each movement impossibly light across the stones of the path, a graceful glide and twist, a hop that lingered for long seconds in the air. For a moment she felt all the weight lift from her, like she could become one with the breeze itself, like all the years alone had never happened.

"A beautiful song, Princess." She said quietly as she landed, having to blink away a tear before it could fall and spoil the moment.
Willie
*As She swayed she turned walking backwards and dancing backwards, she giggled and took Eira's hands and danced with her moving them along the path* " Veir dosst solen Lu'z'reninth wun faer 'zil Usstan mir dosst rah Lu'Usstan tsoss dosst brow Veir dosst solen, lu'z'reninth wun faer lu'dosst xukuth Maristo ( Close your eyes And believe in magic as I hold your hand And I kiss your brow Close your eyes, and believe in magic and your heart Tonight) " *She giggled spinning them now down the path, seeming to move farther and farther along as if this dance of theirs could speed up the travels. Eibhlin lead Eira, normally a mans position but she was having fun dancing with her friend. Her hair shimmered in the early sun light that now filtered through the tree tops, Like sheer Drapes of Chiffon gold hanging through the tree's.* 

*An Bull of a deer called out and a herd went leaping by them to the far right. One stopping to observe them as it ate berries off a branch.* " Ril menvis nindel udos z'hin udos inbal z'hinus p'los Ril unboi nindel udos plynn zhah natha mile Ril iiyola udos ragar 'zil udos ragarrl reztorm l'i'dol Uriu tlus annuts a udossa ( Every path that we walk we have walked before Every step that we take is a mile Every treasure we find as we search along the way Has been buried by us)" *She hopped in the dance and pulled Eira into the jump with her easily as if She was made of the air around them. Before they realized it they were thick into the woods that Lead toward Sihirisium.*
Karen
*Eira's eyes lit up with a fevered excitement, the dull gray whipping up into an energetic, bright and silvery-white glow of moonlight reflected off of fresh snow. She fell into an old, comfortable place within herself, one which felt the music so much more deeply than she could normally. She had no words to put to the music but she began to hum along, her usually quiet voice lifting to accompany the princess as they continued their dance.*

*The joy, the rapturous moment that was captured in this shared song she spun back into it, letting it fly into the wind around them as it whipped along their backs, played through their hair and tugged at their dresses to hurry them still further. Her usual melancholy was gone, shattered and left behind and replaced with the wild excitement and glee of the fae folk in song.*
Willie
*She laughed and separated as they danced but walked at the same time, Breathing deeply she started to sing again while next to Eira* " Ol zhah udossta elamshin t'yin ulu ragar ssinssrigg 'sohna Vel'klar udos hojjau h'uena p'los nin udosorn nez Vel'klar udos ul'nusstus lu'ori'gato jiv'undus tlu l'Bli'th udos zet rathrea Nindol draeval 'lebb udosorn tlu valyrin (It's our destiny then to find love again Where we failed once before now we'll win Where we cried and let pain be the tale we left behind This time 'round we'll be kind) " *She threw her head back singing and smiled then looked forward as she almost tripped but caught herself and laughed at herself.* 

"Veir dosst solen Lu'z'reninth wun faer 'zil Usstan mir dosst rah Lu'Usstan tsoss dosst brow Veir dosst solen, lu'z'reninth wun faer lu'dosst xukuth Maristo (Close your eyes And believe in magic as I hold your hand And I kiss your brow Close your eyes, and believe in magic and your heart Tonight)" *She did hand motions with the close your eyes and a flick of her wrist and fingers to signal spells, reaching down she took Eira's hand and pulled it up swinging it then blew a kiss to her and smiled in her words. She reapeated them once more then breathed and walked with a skip in her step. After a moment of enjoyed silence she spoke* "Sorry i feel like singing, i don't know why... It just ....Hit me" *She blushed as she giggled* "The Maids would sing that song and i learned it because i liked it." *She swayed softly and looked down at her boots while she walked, then back ahead*
Karen
*Even as the song faded, Eira kept some of its rhythm to her, her stride still a melodic series of steps and a wide smile still upon her face.*

"You have nothing to apologize for, I have always enjoyed song. Sometimes we would pass entire nights without uttering a word that wasn't set to music. Not take a step that wasn't a dance. It was... Lovely and nostalgic. Thank you, Princess." Eira said, her voice growing a little heavy with emotion towards the end as they continued.

The journey felt far shorter with music to lighten their steps and she felt more relaxed than she had earlier. More herself. The woods were thick around them already, and the sense of ancient calm they lent to the air, combined with Eibhlin's song had Eira more comfortable than she could remember being in years.

"If dressmaking does not go well for you perhaps you could be a singer?" She suggested, bright smile shining. "Many would pay for such performances, even if they could not understand the tongue."
Willie
*She Looked to Eira and smiled brightly* "I ..Guess i could try, there is not harm in it right?" *She swayed in her walk keeping step with the soft mental rhythm of the music bound there.* "My dad use to let me sing in the great halls... There was such a big echo it was beautiful to hear myself. He would sit and watch me for hours sing. He would always tell me how proud he was of me... I miss my father.." *She sighed and looked ahead down the road, it sloped some but not too bad.*

"I grew lonely after my father met my ..Would have been step mother... He didn't seem to have time for me, but i know it wasn't souly on her so i couldn't be jealous. Then Victor and i began to court one another, i thought he was going to end up being my husband and future king..." *She picked at her nail some pulling dirt from under it as they walked* "He was a handsome Drow... From my step mother's kingdom..." *She looked over to her* "It hurt... To realize he betrayed me... So much loss and hurt in one day... It was hard... To take in."
Karen
*Eira listened attentively, feeling her own loneliness resonate with Eibhlin's as she discussed her family. But when she reached the discussion of her chosen partner's betrayal, she felt something stir that she needed to close off. The icy cold rage at the thought of someone doing such a thing may have been an emotion that could be shared by others, but in Eira's scattering of encounters with other humanoids she had realized that not all of them had the fickle and extreme temperaments of a winter fae. And so she locked her jaw, giving only a long hum in response. The light, airy steps of her movement became sharper, more pointed, a sweeping grace that could carry one across a battlefield to plunge a dagger into the heart.*

"Ice and cold are a suitable balm for many injuries." Eira said at last, her voice heavy and restrained. "But even so I have found no solace in them for wounds of the heart that a betrayal may cause."
Willie
*She nod as she walked* "Love is a battlefield my father once told me and I should have heeded his warning and guarded my heart more... I just don't want to be cold toward others... It betrays who I am.." *As she walked she watched the woods and trees, it was pretty out and the way the canopy overhead blocked most of the sun, she was thankful for.* "At least traveling through the woods is nice.* 

*Through the travel the woods would slightly thin and they stopped at a wood post sign. There on one side with an arrow for the road was one that said Sihirisium, she smiled and nod as they took that road and started to notice wagon marks and horse shoe prints* "We are on the right path... Wonder what all we will find!"