::The Battle Of Eldaran:: -Semi-Literate-

[Cap'n Rose]

It actually made Ahren blush a little bit, and he subconciously and completely self-conciously ran a finger over the outline of his ear... pointed... just enough to be unhidable. But the habits were with him always anyway. He was quiet suddenly,and allowed his green eyes to wander over a brick in the ceiling... then back to Blaxton. He let the smallest increment of his curiousity show with a question in his eyes. It was almost an 'Am I better this way? Better as half of each?'

"Don't make me headbutt you." Shana snarled back in response, letting a small flame curl through the air in front of ehr face before calming enough to wrap his torso in bandages.

[lightscales]

"elves are a higher species than humans." Blaxton mused with a thoughtful tone "And mixed species is very rare. You do not have the magic of elves, but the agility. Elves can run swift over snow and ice, grass and leaves with hardly a footprint. Humans clonk around." He said "So yes. I would personally say it is better then just human."

Erick gritted his teeth as he remained quiet, breathing in harshly. It did not feel good. At all. Like, not even a little. The elf panted as red soaked into the bandages "Are.... Are you the witch rumored to live in the mountains?" He asked in a strained voice, finally remembering that a stranger was hslping.

[Cap'n Rose]

Ahren blinked, thinking about that. It might have been nothing at all, but it had always bothered him. Just a bit. He let a quiet ''Thankyou'' leave him before blinking at Blaxton. ''So, what are we cooking?''

Sahana, despite previous complaints, did not shush him again. ''Hmph. A witch now am I?'' She undid the bandages, layering on damp cloth instead and then cut the bloody bandage and rebandaged his torso. ''I suppose I look enough like a fabeled hag, huh? And no one ever claims sorceress as a title anymore- so yes. I am a witch, a magician of fire, a sorceress of flames and a few other loftier things. However, the forest calls me Child-of-Dragons and the rest of the human world calls me Sahana. My other titles with other species are most likely irrelevant to you.'' She blinked at him, tucking in the end of the bandage. ''How does that feel?''

[lightscales]

"Depends on what you want." Blaxton said as he walked into the kitchen abd shooed off the chefs. "what would you like. something simple, you are not ready for more advanced meals yet." He warned the prince as he looked aroubnd.

Erick gritted his teeth "W-what magic are you specilising in?" He asked in a strained voice as he pushed back the pain of his woubds. He heard her question and sighed as he closed his eyes for a moment "Like I got stabbed." He finally supplied.

[Cap'n Rose]

Ahren rolled up his sleeves. "Whatever you suggest..." He raised his eyebrows and looked over the ingredients. "Or what is easiest."

"The forest calls me Child -of -Dragons for a reason. Fire. And I thought it would... just sit up and breathe." Sahana sighed.

[lightscales]

Erick sat up and sighed softly "Thanks. But I need to get to Regalia." He said and made a move to get up, gritting his teeth painfully.

Blaxton looked through the kitchen and frowned "How about a simple stew?" He suggested as he began pulling out the spices nessasary.

[Cap'n Rose]

Sahana glared him back down to the cot. "Don't you dare. I will knock you out." She scowled a little.

"Sounds great." Ahren smiled softly. (Sorry, WB and i need to be quick.)

[lightscales]

((I hate wb Dx))

Erick growled and pushed her hand off him "It's not up to you. I have something I need to do. And I won't let you get in the way." He said as he struggled to sit up "Do you can help me or not. But just don't stop me, got it?"

Blaxton got out a big pot and set in on the wood stove he had lit. "Start with filling it with water." He motioned to a smaller pan,etring the prince really do the cooking. He would instruct. Mabey help. But that was all.

[Cap'n Rose]

Sahana let her animalistic side have it's way for a moment snarling. She took a breath, scowling just a bit. She put her hands on her hips. ''Beren right? He's in Regalia? Not a father...'' The horned human circled him. Reaching a conclusion, she held out her hand to him. ''This is suicide...''

Ahren nodded slightly, wandering over to the kitchen waterbowl and filling up the indicated pan with water, making a few quick trips to fill the pot, not minding much. He took his cloak off and put it on the back of the chair,

[lightscales]

"I would die for him gladly." erick said as he took her hand. He pushed back pain as he felt hope rise within him and a stirring of nervousness. He wanted to know what really happened. Not some botched memory that just felt alien and frankly, wrong. So with that he sat up, taking his bow from where it lie along with his quiver.

Blaxton nodded and pointed to the pile of spices. "pour a little of each in. Then add some flour." he told the young prince, taking the methyl tossed cloak and folding it neatly, setting it on the chair. His white cloak remained suspiciously clean despite all of his. Jobs.