“Lady Lila, we will be at the destination soon,” a man with silver hair said as he rode on an interesting creature. It was the size of a small automobile with bronze fur and an orange ringed tail. It had six legs and was covered in soft fur which could sharpen at the sign of danger. The blonde girl ran a hand through her long hair.
“The Angelique’s headquarter’s should be a safe place for the time being,” the woman, then looked at a sulking girl off to the side. Her physical age seemed to be six, though in actual years that went by she was 25. A mere child in the elf society. You had to be at least 56 to be taken seriously.
“Taetai, I know you miss Silva, but it is not safe in that city anymore. Especially with the war and dark elves roaming around,” the mother said to her daughter. The child gave an unamused gaze. Lady Lila chuckled with a delicate smile, “You’ll understand wanting to keep family safe, when you have one.”
“Like anyone would want a child with me!” Taetai blurted out. Dryads were beautiful yes, but in this time where the Umbra Elves were insistent on killing the last of them with no exception, who in their right mind would get involved with them?
“You’ll find someone darling.”
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Luciana opened her eyes groggily. She often dreamed of the pasts of those around her, whether it was their ancestors or themselves. She stared in the direction of the two elves. Most likely it was the ancestor of the Dryad Elf, due to the similarities between her and Lila. The orc had heard of Angelique, though it was long gone.
The Umbra elf was still awake, as was Aion. Neither moved an inch, even through the whole night. The Dryad elf had not awaken. Her leg had a wound that thankfully stopped bleeding before they got there and the girl breathed softly. Still, it was worrying. Luciana stood up from her spot and walked over to the two. She heard a sigh behind her.
“How do you expect to speak to him with the language barrier?” The brown haired man was calm as he spoke. The orc flipped to face him.
“Aren’t you worried about her?” She pointed to the elfen girl. For a man trying to hunt a Dryad elf he didn’t seem to care much about her.
“I never said I wasn’t. Actually I know a few spells that could work on healing her. At least I used to know a few. My capabilities have been severely crippled I’m afraid. I no longer possess magical abilities,” at his words the black haired girl scrunched her eyebrows.
“Humans don’t have magical abilities and if they were a half breed they wouldn’t lose it very easily,” she muttered to which the humangave an amused smile.
“I’m full blooded, but I had something taken from me and now I can’t use magic. Now I’m traveling to get it back,” Aion shrunk his archiver so that it fit in his pocket. Fancy tools that he had. The orc wondered where he got them.
The man stood up and trudged past the girl to the two elves. The two males had a staring contest, before the brunette spoke in Castellian. This only confirmed Luciana’s suspicions that the human was from the south. Surprisingly the Umbra spoke the language, despite their capital being far west.
As they proceeded to go into a deep conversation the Dryad began to awaken. As soon as she realized her position on the Umbra she shot up and proceeded to cling to Aion instead.
This seemed to surprise the purple elf, though Aion took it in stride. He spoke in the northern language that Luciana was used to, “what’s your name kiddo?”
“Annie Uteso,” she replied, it was clear she felt comfortable around him. The Umbra clenched his teeth in irritation and spoke in the same rough language he first addresses them in. The Dryad’s eyes widened in fear and she clung tighter to Aion’s coat.
Luciana tapped her shoulder and smiled pleasantly, introducing herself. The Dryad didn’t warm up to the orc as easily as she did to the human and merely gave a nod in acknowledgement. The white hair elf stood up and Annie flinched.
Unsurprisingly the purple elf got a hurt expression and walked several meters back. Sitting there instead of where the rest of the crew stood. Luciana raised a brow at the scene.
“Why is she so afraid of him? He seemed pretty nice,” the other two stared at her oddly.
“Unite as one against a common enemy, the white tyrants,” Annie mumbled her cryptic statement that even she didn’t seem to fully get. Aion on the other hand gave a more direct answer.
“Well if you were confronted with the species that slaughtered the majority of your race, would you be all buddy buddy with them?” the human asked and Luciana seemed to shrink.
“Ha ha, yeah I guess…”
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