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Oriane looked up at the Drow, her teeth gritting tight to fight off the pain she felt. Too close, it was too close to entirely cutting off the full use of her wing. "I will allow it." The Avariel looked around, seeing her half of the Thirteen under her command. "Stay with the wall." She...

Oriane did not know who held her steady as she attempted to remain standing, but the Avariel spoke a sunshine of curses as her wings flexed. She looked to see Erën, his mouth moving with words half heard. Her gaze narrowed as she did her best to listen, but only turned back to see the Drow being...

She heard the call to retreat, but it proved difficult for herself and the small team of the Thirteen to make a withdrawal. They were wings and flashes of steel. They would go down fighting, but Oriane and her team were warriors made of centuries of fight. One foe went down, then another. It...

Oriane was a vision of pure gold as she swiveled around to meet the winged creature that made her it's target. She could not get the right positioning to pierce her Spear into their exposed underside, but it's flight went over the Avariel, enough that she could score an angry scratch from belly...

Her small unit of the Thirteen fought well in their formation. Each of them tore down their foes with brutal efficiency, almost a choreographed dance as they held off their ground. And when the tides of darkness began to recede, pride and proud in their efforts, the Avariel wasted no time in...

Her thoughts dared to think of Rûhn, of him so close to this battle and his daughter, Ostára at his side. They two were perhaps the dearest in the Thirteen to her, but as Eren gave orders, the Spear was alert. She nodded to him, turning to glance at the five other Avariels behind her. Rûhn...

She was used to this unsettling in the pit of her stomach; the anticipation increasing her heart rate but the strength and knowledge she would get through this kept her grounded. The Spear stood ready within the unit of The Thirteen, and yet her thoughts seemed to be elsewhere. Oriane...

"You are a great dancer!" Marveled the human male sweeping her in for a close moment before the music called her to spin. Oriane snorted, grinned, and narrowed her eyes at the impressively tall male that had braved the hoards and asked her to dance. He was handsome too, perhaps a little too...

Oriane steeled herself, forcing her gaze to remain trained on where Tára had pointed out. She held her breath, stilling. "Visual confirmation. Good." Her hands curled into fists, maintaining their cover of concealment. "We should return to camp. Spread the word. If anything happens in our...

Oriane tried not to look impressed by the Arrow's plan, but it was one never had never expected to be proposed by an member of the Thirteen still considered green to war. She did not embarrass Ostára by pointing out the good points to her plan, but rather nodded to her. At least her father was...

"And all the same, I can keep them distracted long enough for you to make it to your father." Oriane straightened her spine, casting her gaze at the treetops again in search of a break in the foliage that could conceal an Avariel's descent. The Spear sighed, jaw setting for a moment. She looked...

"Give me a second to think." She whispered. Her amber eyes scanned the area, like a trained veteran would when assessing something with small chances of success. There were no more places close enough to listen in, and to station themselves in the trees meant trouble for their wingspan. It...

Oriane managed a small, brief smile at Ostára's happiness of her friendship with the Hammer, but saying nothing else on the matter, her amber eyes followed to where the Arrow pointed. Little conversation was shared between them as they continued on, as if they knew they were bound to find...

Oriane cut a side glance to Ostára, watching her curiously before allowing a smile to appear on her lips. She wrapped an arm around he younger Avariel's shoulders, bringing her in close. "Forget your father. What about me? Who is going to race against me when I am bored?" Ori even pouted...

Oriane fought hard to not fall back onto the reality to combat the hopefulness in Ostára. It was just instinct with war brimming at the edges to disturb the peace they both saw in the Falwoods. "We can plant a tree in Thyasari, to remind us and our friends of the battle we fought together."...