<strong><span class="bbc_u">~Kamaria~</span></strong><br/><br/><br/>She waited in the room, letting her mind drift. Her eyes eventually closed and she felt a dream creeping about, one of her past.<br/><br/><em>The sky was dark; a midnight blue scattered with flecks of light that were the stars. There was a new moon tonight; leaving the sky devoid of its heavenly light. There was a sweet semi-silence; the only noises were of crickets and frogs, birds and the soft coos of small mammals traveling about to seek out their niche for rest. But like a slow classical song, some other noise was being born. Soft at first, but sharpening. The sound of... metal, clashing. Soft at first, like two people dancing in a style of fencing. But it hardened. It hardened into battle.<br/><br/>The sweep of long knee-length silver hair stirred with the braid of blond, and a splash of crimson cut through them both. A gasp filled the tiny meadow, the feminine sound coming from a young Kamaria. The drow fell to her knees, turning to her side and covering her face. A pool of silver silk draped around her and she sobbed, peering up with glittering golden eyes and a face draped in burgundy across the left side. <br/><br/>"It is what needed to be done. This, us. You. You were wrong." The voice was a deeper one, more mature and intelligent. Calm. <br/><br/>Standing above Kamaria was her lover of the time, Calanon. A wood elf with long blond hair, a lean tall pale body, and eyes of the most graceful blue she'd ever seen. His bow shaped lips tugged into a tiny pained frown. <br/><br/>"My apologies."</em><br/><br/><br/><br/>Her eyes crept open. Blinking once, then twice, the dream short lived. Kamaria stretched up from her seat, raising her bow and quiver to her back once more, and approaching the blacksmith. She reached out, taking the blade and sheathing it once more. Ah, it was perfect, she had noted mentally. Her lips tugged into a smile and she turned her head a bit, pulling her hood back up over her features.<br/><br/>"Thank you kind Blacksmith. Should you need me, my name is Kamaria Ueric. I will be staying at the Field's Inn for the next two nights." And with a nod, she began to move for the door.