<div style="text-align: center;">Aella</div><br/><br/>Aella sat atop her steed its hoofs beating into the soft earth its mane waving in the wind like her own hair. She had a score to settle with this 'Dragon Prince' he was the reason for her loss her friends and family's were mostly all hunters and only recently had been dubbed Dragon hunters.<br/>She had no real love of killing but it was her duty as commanded by the king himself and so for her family and her own honor she rode deep into Dragon territory. Her sword sat at her side sheathed her hand holding the hilt ready to strike at any moment necessary. The steed required a break and some water and so she jumped from its graceful back her feet landing lightly on the ground she held to the reigns leading the steed to water. A small pond was nearby the sound's of it echoing in her ears. There she let the powerful steed drink till its heart content she petted him softly showing her appreciation to the strong creature. "I wonder what lies in wait for me in this land" she said to the creature as she gently stroked his mane.