Matthew
*As the two of them came out the forest, she gently placed her hands over Kondor's eyes to shield them from the sun. Almost like blinkers.

**"You'll enjoy it. There's lots of elves there, hence I needed to learn Elvish when I was young. They can be nice people, and this is actually where one of my best friends came from! Oh, I hope his family is still around."** She looked down at him. **"His family weren't nice to him, but they were nice to me!"***
Karen
**"Really? Seems bad they 'weren't' nice to him. But Elves, huh. I think I never see one before. But mentor taught me them. He says they 'fast little buggers', and they use magic lots. They speak Common, or only Elven?"**

*Throwing aside the fact that he was using the sentences he had heard before and slapping them onto his speech, which made it sound as though he spoke properly for those short moments, he was contemplating how he would communicate once here.*
Matthew
***"Their official language is Elvish. It's quite the romantic language! My best friend used to speak it to me just to fluster me on purpose, but since he left and I don't know what happened to him, I don't get to hear it often. And my accent isn't exactly the best so..."** She blinked as she looked ahead. 

**"They're mostly dark elves with a few regular elves strewn about. Your wood elves, high elves, all them."** She smiled with her tail swaying.*
Karen
*He kept walking, going on until the two arrived at the gates of the town. Bluebell's mention of Elven being a "Romantic" Language had gotten him slightly interested, but his nature simply interested him in it out of curiosity, nothing else. Nu-uh. Totally.*

**"Can you help me talk to them? I don't know how gate works. Last time, I escorted in, so no experience."**
Matthew
***"Oh, sure!"** She exclaimed then climbed down from Kondor's shoulders and onto the ground. She made her way towards the two guards, who pointed their spears at her.

**"Halt. What brings you here?"** One guard spoke.

**"Let ammen in, please. Mui est- na- Bluebell, mui mellon hi na- named Kondor."** She spoke to them. The two guards perked up and retracted their spears.

**"Apologies, Bluebell. Mín baur na treat cin i same."** The other guard responded before opening the gates for them.

Bluebell turned and looked at Kondor, giving him a thumbs up.*
Karen
*He returned the thumbs up to her, and walked forwards through the gates, before crouching down again and waiting for her to get on his back again.*

**"Thank you, Bluebell."** *He smiles once more, and looks around at the buildings and townspeople as they wandered around, an air of childish curiosity surrounding him, despite his age. It was rather ironic, really, but that was how it was. Not that it mattered since the elves here were likely much older than him anyway. He made sure his hood was fully on, so as not to scare anyone here.*
Matthew
*She smiled as she walked through the gate, immediately a few people turning to look in her direction. Her ears folded back against her scalp. People were recognizing her and she did not really like that. A little bead of sweat formed on the side of her head as she looked at them. She moved behind Kondor, whispering something to him.

**"If anyone asks, I'm your familiar."** She said. He was big enough that when she went behind him, she immediately turned to her lesser form, popping out the other side of him as a fox.

**"I'll still be able to talk."** She said, still in this form.*
Karen
**"Alright."** *He nods, and stands back up to his full height. He didn't ask why she thought this way, nor why she didn't want to be recognised, but it would be rude to ask anyway. And on top of that, she was his first friend, so he didn't want to be rude in any way.*

*He begins to walk further in, looking to see if there was an inn or something else to stay in, as the reason he had needed to find a place like this anyway was to sleep there. Though it might be a little strange for him as this would be the first time he had really been with someone of the opposite gender.*
Matthew
*They moved their way through the place, the elves occasionally looking up at Kondor, but then they would look away upon seeing the little arctic fox following his ankles. She'd watch how the other elves would look at her but not think twice on her. She liked this lesser form.

**"There should be an inn nearby that Nagnis used to own. Do you want to rest there?"** She asked as they wandered.*
Karen
*Hearing the name mentioned, Kondor thought back a few days, to the inn owner he had met, likely by the same name of Nagnis. However, his memory failed him, and he couldn't remember if that really was him. After all, he had only spent a day there before moving on.* 
**"Nagnis? I remember name. I think I met him. But not sure..."** *His brows crunch up as he tries to remember if it was really a Nagnis who he had met, but he can't do so.*