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Tara found herself captivated as she watched as Syr Ilvisar set about marking his runes. She quietly shadowed him, making sure to stay out of his way and not step on any of the chalked marks, whilst taking in every little detail. She had never seen such magic before. The Avariel's way was a...

Tára lingered as the others fled for the inner keep, following the call of their leader. Having no need to enter through the door she stayed behind to ensure those that did made it. Once she was sure the Warhammer was well she took off to land by another struggling soldier and another, passing...

There was a thrill to battle that seemed as though it would never grow old for Ostára. Perhaps it was the ignorance of youth still, but she enjoyed the satisfaction that came with felling an enemy before they could harm one of their own. As the enemy managed to erect the siege ladders and break...

"No thanks needed," Ostára hummed as she took back the skin and, after another small sip, tied it once more to her belt. Who knew when the opportunity to refill it would present itself and they potentially had hours left of the fight. Like all on the wall and indeed inside, her attention was...

Ostára landed amongst those gathered on the battlements and then tucked in her wings tight to avoid a careless brush in such confined quarters. Her fellow archers nodded now with respect rather than the indifference of a man who did not fully believe the myths. Her lips lifted into a half smile...

"Aye, give o'er! If she's so special this will be nothing!" "Yeh, fuck off Filn. Or are you a feather fucker now?" A chorus of deep laughter broke out amongst the dwarves who had gathered now. Tára found her cheeks heating and tried to mute them out as they continued to argue about leaving the...

Amongst the fury of the battle shimmers of golden light wove between the bodies. Arrows which had felled a warrior suddenly vanishing into a thousand tiny specs of light before twirling its way back towards the quiver at Ostára's side. With the fighting so close it was hard to use any of the...

"I-I don't think..." "Really, I wouldn't want to..." "This really isn't necessary." Tára watched with growing dread as the others aruged amongst...

Ostára had never seen a dwarf in person until they had come to join their ancient allies. So far all she had been able to determine as that the legend of how long they could hold a grudge lived up to reality. The dwarven community that swelled the flanks of the Aerai army had not been outright...

One goblin amongst the enemy's hoard scampered forward licking his lips as he eyed up the golden arrow. He did not care if it had killed one of the Pointed Ear things. No matter how much his master told him they were on the same side, the creature couldn't shake its disgust or lingering fear of...

Tára's mouth pressed into a thin line but she nodded at her fathers order. She watched the rest of The Thirteen spread out amongst the battle; some keeping to the skies where their wings gave them advantage whilst others stood shoulder to shoulder with the scouting party. Her father landed...

Tara was panting hard by the time she caught up with Oriane. She had tried her hardest, pushed herself as fast as she could, and yet it was still not enough. A part of her was frustrated but... Ostára idealized the older Avariel. The day she beat her, she would no longer have something to aim...

Tara kept herself between the two parties as best as she could. There was the odd turret of battlement she could perch upon to call out directions but often she had to keep herself airbound. Great beats of her wings held her aloft in one place where between watching the groups she also watched...

Tara stared at the smudge on the distant horizon with a mix of excitement and trepidation. Over the last few weeks of travel she had gotten to know the soldiers below and waved at them as she and her father flew over their heads. She may have even deliberately nudged her fathers wing to get a...

The army moved slowly. From the skies it looked like a swollen snake that wound it's way slowly through the vast Falwoods. Elves of all kinds including Aerai and Avariels, humans, dwarves, orcs - even a few giants - marched together under various colourful banners that stood out against the...