Gildae had been wandering through the forest for some time on the hunt for a woman who had gone mad and started attacking travelers. Gildae was an old elf, his white hair had nothing to do with his age though and he still looked quite young due to the longevity of the elves. The sword he carried was an old friend of his and would help to channel certain spells. He had been walking silently through the forest for some time when off to his right he saw several magic missiles fly out at something. That something turned out to an angry kobold. "How did the missiles not kill it?"<br/><br/>That question would have to wait because the kobold charged at whoever and cast the spell at it. Gildae sprinted after the kobold and drew his sword. Turns out that the young wizard that had failed casting the missiles was a young blue-haired elf woman. She raised her arms in what could only be another attempt to cast a spell when Gildae intervened. He pointed his sword at the kobold and whispered, "Aksaja." A flash of lightning cut through the air and struck the kobold, killing it instantly and sending it flying into a tree. After his sword was sheathed he ran over to the girl. "Excuse me little one, but are you okay?"