<div class="floatleft">(https://st2.depositphotos.com/1013193/6154/i/450/depositphotos_61545565-stock-photo-woman-dark-elf-warrior.jpg)</div><strong>Name:Elynea (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=341843.msg16182934#msg16182934)<br/><strong>Grade:</strong> Dragon<br/><strong>Track:</strong> All Tracts striving for Mastery of all Eight types of magic<br/><strong>Time|Date:</strong> 9:30 am May 1st<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong> Same as picture: Typical Black Dark Elf Warrior attire.  Always wears the same type of clothing.  Although sometimes the outfits are a deep blood red, dark purple or forest green. If swimming she is nearly always nude or at least wearing only black lace panties.  <br/><strong>Mood:</strong> Excited to be back and ready to take on the new year.<br/><strong>Location:</strong> The Gardens (When i n housing section 3: Healing, Bard, Potions) <br/><strong>Tagging:</strong> Elixir 'Eli' Sommerfeld<br/><strong>Extra:triggering action:</strong> N/A<br/></strong><hr/><br/>Elynea laughed lightly with a soft grin playing on her lips.  She had always enjoyed talking to Eli.  Most people who happened to see them together would most likely wonder why they hung out together.  The truth was even as rough a time as she had while living by the sea Elynea had developed a strong bond of friendship with not only Eli but with several other Sea Elves as well.<strong>"And just what makes you think I would do such a thing as sneaking around in the shadows to spy on the private affairs of a Sea Elf and a Merman... even if the said Sea Elf did happen to have a rather cute ass, I mean for a guy of course.  Women's ass's are far better looking.  No offence.  But yes I would love to take a tour with you.  Perhaps at our midterm break we could travel back together."</strong><br/><br/>The Dark Elf fell silent as they continued to walk through the gardens taking in sights and listening to what her friend was saying.  Laughing lightly at the comments he was making about various individuals he had been pointing out.<strong>"To be honest I try not to pass judgement on people whom I do not know very well.  Most of the time my eyes are far to focused on heavy tomes of reading material to notice things that are going on around me.  As long as I do not sense any danger my nose is more often than not stuck in some book or another."</strong>Glancing in the direction of the person whom he had last mentioned.<br/><br/><strong>"I wouldn't worry much about Marilla Lynch.  She just simply seems to think she needs to be better than everyone else.  Serious flaw of character if you ask me.  But I hold no grudges against her.  She does study hard and is good at her practiced arts.  The two of us have had a friendly if rather intense competition with one another the last two years.  I actually welcome the challenge.  I believe it makes us both stronger for all of the reading and practical application of our skills.  I have to admit she is very talented.  But please don't ever tell her I said so.  Oh and by the way, it really is no secret that you were not built for fighting."</strong><br/><br/>This last statement was followed by a slightly louder and longer laugh that matched the mischievous smile that was playing across her lips.<strong>"Oh look, soft pretzels and ale why don't we go grab some.  I mean who says it's not right to have an ale before noon."</strong>