Tae'lo'ren rose and walked up behind Elariel, wrapping his arms around her waist, pulling her gently back against him and holding her close. It wasn't a hold beckoning for sex, it was a hold of need, a hold that told Elariel that he was just as concerned as she was about rescuing those families and her friends.<br/><br/>“I'll contact Aeo'leth, then, and let him know that he'll need to pick some of our best clerics and warriors to move through the portal.”<br/><br/>Releasing Elariel, offering her cheek a parting kiss, he stepped away only a few feet and drew out the gnomish communication device Aeo'leth had given him. Tae'lo'ren quickly relayed the information from Elariel, a gnome magic tinkerer suddenly taking the device, asking if Elariel could possibly relay written or spoken symbols of the spell she intended to use. A bit confused, Tae'lo'ren looked over to Elariel.<br/><br/>“Oh, confounded elf! Let me talk to the mage, will you?! You clearly don't understand what I'm asking!”<br/><br/>The gnome began to explain his plan of creating a stable, bi-directional piggy-back beacon that would create a feedback loop. Tae'lo'ren listened, confused, but smiled as he saw Elariel's eyes light up. She truly was a beautiful and brilliant female.<br/><br/>“What do you think, mage? Want to risk it?” The gnome on the other end seemed all manner of unorthodox and mischievous, and somehow Tae'lo'ren knew Elariel would be eager to attempt his suggestion, even though the hunter had no idea what it was.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>