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[Rayen]

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Elanor gritted her teeth. She didn't like to await. But it didn't seem wise to attack first. She held her sword closer, keeping a close watch on the assassins around. The shadows fluttered around them, and she stood still, as cold as a statue. Focus. Focus.

[Shiko Hayashi]

Now

Regalis and the assassin jumped as one. They lept at each other and clashed. Regalis let out a loud and feral war and the fight begun. He felt the assassin twirl his blade and move to plunge it into his chest. He dodged and with razor sharp claws on his fingers, he raked the assassin's throat open. The assassin opened his mouth in shock and dropped to the forests floor. Regalis landed on a thick and open tree trunk. he landed on all fours. His fingernails were sharp claws now. His teeth were bared to reveal sharp canines and two sharp saber teeth. He roared louder and several elves jumped in fright. His power began to seep out of him. It flickered dangerously around. Tendrils of neon blue wrapped in the endless black. His power seemed to have a life of it's own. He roared again and this time, it was anything but human.

[Rayen]

Elanor got it.

It had started.

She leaped forward on a gracious jump, and twirled her sword, slashing the body of two assassins on the same move. By her studied moves and flourishes one could tell she was no mere Ranger. She was a High Elf, not born in Aenar, but the flow of fate had taken her upon the city's shores, and upon that life she was living now. But, inside, hidden deep, slept Princess Elanor, only waiting one kiss to wake her up.

With another growl, Elanor slashed her blade, and another assassin's body fell to the ground.

[Shiko Hayashi]

Regalis grinned at Elanor, baring his freakishly sharp teeth. Well done, Princess! Regalis crooned. He twirled in the air, his claws raking open the chest of three assassins.

[Rayen]

''Thanks'' she smiled twistedly. ''Only one left... Leave him to me.'' She said mentally, while chasing down the last assassin and trespassing him with her sword. ''Done. But why do you call me princess?''

[Shiko Hayashi]

Regalis sat down in a typical cat style. Back legs out and front legs in front of him. Do you not know? I sense your true self. Deep within you. He smiled sadly. I wish someone could sense my true self. Yet alas, no one can do what I can do. All I know is that I was not born in Aenar and that my mother is dead. He said the last part with a bit of bitterness in it.

[Versa_Mythology]

Dream sat in a tree, chewing on an apple as she watched the two. She had to admit, Regalis was kinda cute, and she admitted she liked him, but kept that part to herself. A little dragon, whoichj looked like a baby, but had a more roundinsh head, sat upon Dreamsnare's shoulder. "Whimsical," she crooned, scratching under the small dragoon's neck

[paola .]

Zanna was on her way home when she stopped by the stream and took a sip, and the river shook and she herd a bark.

[Rayen]

Elanor smiled at Regalis comfortingly and sat by his side. ''So, we're both strangers on this city. I am sorry for you.'' she added, not much louder than a whisper. Then she thought of the few memories she had from her early childhood. All she could remember was mainly inside, a feeling of freedom and happiness, the feeling of being loved... and a locket.

''See this'' she said to Regalis as she reached for a silver chain around her neck and unclasped it. A silver locketthat had been hidden by her clothing slipped to her hand, and she passed it to Regalis. ''I know... I am sure that my true parents are the ones who gave me this.'' she said, hiding the emotion on her voice.

''And I remember a forest. Bigger, brighter than this one. Linden tree and birch, walnut and hazel. And happiness. And love. No faces, no names. Then, there's a gap on my memory. Everything goes blank, starting around when I was five and only finishing around nine. That was when I started my Ranger training.''

[SwallowSpirit]

((Hey, CHocolateShade, Lina has no-one to talk to. Go join her!))

Lina rode on her horse, with no clear destination in mind. She loved the thrill of riding, so in tune with Teoni that no stirrups, reins, or saddle were needed. The cedarwood bow slung on her back that had taken her so many years to craft felt light and feathery on her back, the resin glistening.