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"Yes, I think I can manage on my own. Thank you." Kithe said. As soon as Ellamial let go of her hand, the connection was broken, and once again Kithe's world returned to darkness.

Though she had seen the room when she was holding Ellamial's hand, she felt she still needed to go through it. She touched everywhere and everything, noting their place in her mind. She also noted a good place where she could set a perch for Screal.

("Back once again for the renegade master, default damager, power to the people!")

Arianna read books almost half way through the night, looking up at the elegant grandfather clock as it begane to chime, 1, 2, 3. Oh my, it was 3 in the morning already! She place the book back on the shelf and made her way back to her room. She took a shower that reminded her of the waterfalls coming from the streams and the rivers, back home. Now being clean and refreshed, she fell asleep before her head hit the pillow.

Phalan stretched out in the room, flexing his wings and cracking his knuckles. This place was nice, but what else would one expect from a place of such legend. He ran a claw across his head scales, ruffling them forwards, and then shook his head til they laid back down. He looked out the large arched window at the night sky, stars, clearer than he had ever seen them int he smoke filled skies of Elil, twinkled in the night sky. He could see the constellations much more clearly, and traced the formation Therik the Wise, a dragon so clever it was said that he had solved every puzzle and had even discovered the meaning of life. He found another, Boltkor the Feared, a war-chief who had once led the dragons to conquer all of Elil. He would have moved on to Iseril, but it was said that the gods stopped him, for he returned home, gave the land back to it's rightful inhabitants and became a monk and went to live in the mountains. Phalan smiled, and curled up in the middle of the room. Tomorrow he would find out the Goddess will, and like it our not, he would obey. He fell asleep dreaming of the strength of Boltkor and the wisdom of Therik.

((Sorry, there was some family business I had to tie up. I'm back for good now. ))

Rystol walked slower and slower. She was so exhausted. The moon lit her way in the dark night as she trudged along. Her thoughts travelled back to the village and people she had left, wondering what they were doing now. Unknown to herself, Rystol slowly fell asleep while leaning against a stone pillar near the end of the bridge. She slumped lightly to the ground and dreamed of Brom, Willowfast, and the friends she had left behind.

Mar noticed the fallen woman and rose from the ground. He carefully strode over to her and examined the situation. He had met many creatures in his days of guarding the pass, but none had ever fallen asleep before completing their journey. He gazed at her and considered what he should do.

The earth elemental bent down softly and whispered in his deep voice, "What is your name so I can know if you must pass?"

"Rystol," the woman murmured in her sleep. The moonlight shown like copper on her chestnut hair as her head rested on her bags and she softly breathed in and out, oblivious to all around her.

Mar laughed quietly and tenderly lifted the woman into his arms. He gathered up her bags and carried them as well. The earth elemental knew that Ellamiel had been awaiting the arrival of this one and thought of the quickest way to the palace. He murmured a quick chant and absorbed Rystol within himself. His size expanded, so she seemed to be in a small, cozy space with velvety earth beneath and around her and warm moss covering her. Mar sunk into the ground and sped through the soil to the castle. He melded with the walls once reaching his destination and travelled through them to the new advisor's room. Once there, he chanted again and brought Rystol forth, carefully laying her on the bed, with her bags beside. After covering her with a blanket, he found his way to Ellamiel.

The earth elemental sensed that he had just missed her. The Goddess walked down the long staircase and was reaching the front gate as he left the Iseril advisor's bedchamber. He sped through the earth once more, coming up paces away from the Goddess who was watching the bridge. "I am sorry to disturb you, Ellamiel, but I have just brought the Iseril advisor to her chambers. She is very tired from her journey and sleeps still." He explained the situation to the attentive Goddess in his deep baritone.

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In her room, Rystol mumbled in her sleep. She smiled and turned over. "Faster, Willowfast, faster! Come on, Brom, catch up!" She smiled again and snuggled deeper into the luxurious blankets.

Ellamiel looked at the rather huge but still peaceful-looking Mar standing in front of her. Even though she tended to call everyone her children the bridge elementals literally were. As Sólith and Amumir had no physical power over anything else but Nondra Ellamiel had herself walked to each land gathering soil and moss from Iséril, volcanic rock and lava from Elil, the winds of Elval and the water of Narion. She had then taken these back to Nondra where after careful consideration she gave them each a life of their own. At the beginning they were rather small, just like ordinary babies of elves and humans; they grew as they got older but as one can guess they didn't stop growing when they reached Ellamiel's own height. She taught them everything, even to refer to her as their Mistress or something similar when strangers approached them. Still they couldn't help themselves calling her their mother while no one else was around. She holds great love for these four and it was really hard for her to let them go, but still she knew she had to. Ellamiel visited them once in a while and during the time of the revolution they stayed with her on Nondra which brought her great happiness in times of trouble.

Now that Mar stood in front of Ellamiel she smiled warmly and stroke his warm body. Mar bent down and Ellamiel wrapped her arms around his neck.

"Thank you Mar." she said as she let go of him and he rose up again beginning so sink into the ground.

When he had completely disappeared Ellamiel began to walk to her Palace again to get some sleep before the coming day.

******

Ellamiel stretched out her arms and yawned. A new morning and one could tell this was a special day because the both suns shined on Nondra in a magical way that the island had not seen since the past Emperors, Empresses and Advisors had been on it.

She stepped out to the balcony and took a deep breath of the light breeze that blew in from the sea.

"Good morning Ellamiel." she could hear voice say.

"Yes, good morning my dear. Today they will begin their training, isn't this just too exciting Sólith?"

"Oh yes Amumir! Ellamiel, we have prepared a grand breakfast in the dining hall on the first floor, you can wake up the now."

Ellamiel laughed, she had not seen the Gods being this exited in a long while.

"Yes, I will." she said at smiled up at the suns and stepped back into her room.

She now say herself down on her couch and spoke to all of the creatures in the castle.

"Good morning everyone. I just wanted to let you know that the breakfast is now served in the first floor in the dining hall, no need to hurry, but please try to be there within an hour."

As she had said this she jumped up and opened her wardrobe and picked out the finest dress she had. It was pearly white and glittered in the sunlight. Silver decorations went all around the dress in beautiful patterns.

Ellamiel brushed her silky soft hair and when she was finished she opened her door and walked downstairs to the dining hall.

Phalan was curled into a sort of spiral on the floor of his room, his wings draped about him. He raised his head sleepily and blinked at the light of the twin suns. He yawned, which was more like a roar and rolled over. He stretched out, got up and shook himself. After spending a moment in the bathroom (which was quite large to accomodate his size) he tied his belt around his waist, rubbing the leather strap where his mace usually hung, smoothed back his head frill and left the room. He walked down the stairs and came into the dinning hall. It was more of a glorious open air pavilion, with ivory pillars that rose to support treliss on which grew a canopy of vines and plants. The suns shone in throught he pillars from the east, casting their bright light across the pavillion. But it was the table most of all that caught the dragons eye.

(I hope I'm not taking too many liberties with describing these places.)

Kithe nodded, though she could not tell who was speaking. In fact, in the way it kind of echoed to her ears, she knew that even if she did have sight she could not have seen the speaker.

She felt her way towards the bathroom quickly. Here, she seemed to memorise locations more easily, mainly because she was not traveling with her father. Had he recieved the note?

She sighed. If not, oh well. He knew she was dependant, and could take care of herself. She quickly found the brush she had felt last night, and swiped it through her hair. Then she left her room, and started heading to the dining room.

A voice seemed to echo through Arianna's ears as she was sleeping. It sounded to real, then she rememberd where she was. "Oh it's time," she said to herself. "I really must get up" she thought, then fell back to sleep. The aroma of breakfast filled the air it smelled so good. She quickly got up and got dressed, braided her long hair and pinned it up out of the way.

She followed her nose to the into the room. She loved the pillers and vines the sun shinning in seemed to brighten everything. Looking around to see if anyone had arrived yet she spotted a large dragen unlike any she had ever seen.

"Hi, i'm Arianna, Empress of Narion. Have you been here long?"

He smiled, rather toothily and bowed his head slightly, "Good morning, I am Phalan, Emperor of Elil. No actually I have not, I was simply enjoying this glorious sunrise and awaiting the others so we can eat."

Waking up in his room, Hylian kind of liked this room. He was still surprised waking up in another room but he would get used to this. He knew that they would take good care of him. He decided to wake up. He looked outside the window and saw the sun already shining brightly and waking up all the other people. He got dressed and followed his stomache outside the door. When he got in the hall he silently closed the door, trying not to disturb other people's sleep. It looked a lot different then in the dark. He heard people talking downstairs so he decided to go say goodmorning to them.

There he saw a dragon and an elve. As half-human, he had good connections with both species. He said still very tired: "Good morning, i'm Hylian Kiaun, advisor or Narion. Glad to be working with you!"

Ellamiel walked out of the kitchen to the dining hall carrying a large basket filled freshly baked bread.

"Oh good morning everyone!" she said with a smile.

"Please eat as much you want, there is enough here for everyone. I don't want you to go hungry all day, or at least until dinner is served. Though there are always fruit outside to be picked and eaten." Ellamiel told those who had already some to grab some breakfast.

((And Lord Dragonbane, I love all the details, they give much more life to the surroundings ))

(Was the Elf me? Or Chippers'?)

Realising she had forgotten her staff, Kithe doubled back to get it. At first she couldn't find it, and she panicked, until she nearly tripped over it. She sighed gratefully, realising it must have fallen during the night.

Then she continued on to the dining room. She had seen it the night before, through Ellamial, and knew where it was. When she got there, she felt--and heard, the Dragon was loud, but it was only because of his size--that there were others in there.

"Hi, Hylian I'm glad to meet you officially. I'm Arianna, I'm sure you've come across my name before. I have heard so much about you and all the great things you have done for us in Narion. I've been looking forward to working together with you please join us for breakfast".

The smell was still lingering, and the food looked better then it smelled. It was so hard to pick what to eat for there were so many choices. Finally Arianna reached for the pineapple crepes with freshly whipped cream swirled on the top, some perfectly golden brown hash browns and a peice of toast.

The morning sunlight filtering through the window not far from her bed, woke Rystol. She sat up, stretched, and looked at her surroundings. Her honey-amber eyes opened wide as she took in her environment. "How did I get here?" she wondered. "Where am I?" She pushed off the covers and stepped out of the bed. "The last thing I remember is waving goodbye to Willowfast and walking across the bridge." She found her travel bags next to her bed and changed her clothes since she was still wearing the outfit from yesterday.

A voice filled the air and announced that everyone should meet for breakfast in the dining hall. Rystol wasn't quite sure where she was or where to find the dining hall, but she decided to try to find her way anyway. The palace didn't seem dangerous. It had an air of safety and comfort. She took one last look around the room and walked into the hall, closing the door behind her.

"I hope I am in the Nondra palace. I do not remember much from last night or how I even arrived here." She curiously absorbed all her surroundings and wandered down the hallway.