"... Really? Try not to dally then. And the name is Hara." He wondered to himself. Oh well. He did not have the time to idle. if he got there in time he'd be allright. He was far from useless in combat. He had dueled and bested fell guards before. He moved further, on his lonesome so that he could travel unnoticed. His horse was one of the fastest there was, breed for him and him alone. His body pressed against the beasts back as he rode with all the haste he could afford and must. He rode for quite a while, avoiding brambles and thorns. Always keeping to the roads his scrying had told him would be safe. After a while the oracle found that he was forced to go by foot. Whip out he could tell there was more then a few beasts around. Growling, waiting for something a bit more easy to kill. They knew better then to underestimate the elven oracle. He positvely radiated arcane power.