Kali waited as the arrow flew and sure as her instincts told her Piramay was sandbagging to find cracks in Kali's strategy. The wind that pushed the arrow aside and caused it to detonate harmlessly caused her to grind her teeth and curse under her breath.

Kali could feel her heartbeat in her head, her eyes blinked in slow motion as she watched Piramay's dance unfold. She had seen Piramay many times at work while they were both under the service of Tahkisis and it was nothing as elegant and calculated as this. Piramay was known for roasting those whom the Dark Queen saw fit over a prolonged, brutal period of time. She was not calculating, she was not cunning, she was more what one might refer to as "muscle". She was sent to a task and that task was completed with brute force, or in her case, powerful magical fire. This day however Kali was aware that the fire sorceress was becoming something different, something far more lethal. She was learning to be cunning and calculating, to search for the weakness and exploit them rather than simple bash on the door with a hammer and force her way in.

Kali immediately recognized her mistake in having Olwa stand and shoot. He was completely vulnerable and the sphere of fire that hissed through the air would kill him before he even had a chance to move from its path. All this would be a result of her poor tactical decision and he would be the victim, this was simply something she could not live with. Her goal was the preservation of their planet. Not necessarily all life, for not all life was needing to be saved. It was about balance, it was about all having a fair and fighting chance to make their own path and find their own happiness without a small group of individuals dictating the rules. She knew that this journey for her was not noble, but necessary, and she knew that of all the lives on the planet, hers was the most expendable as long as the mission was accomplished. As if seeing with a third eye, Kali knew the rift was closing, surly this was Piramays escape route, but there was no magic left in Kali's arsenal that would prevent Piramay from doing so. As if the pieces of the massive puzzle were finally falling into place Kali understood that the more she fought, the more powerful Piramay was capable of becoming. No, this fight was going to have to linger on the horizon, it was going to have to be tactically planned and brought to bare with the strength of more than she was capable of right now.

Instinctively Kali's hands came up and a flash of blue light erupted from her palms. All wizards could counter spells with spells, that was a simple task. In desperate situations a deflection or an absorption would do the trick, allow for a movement, a breath, a thought, and a response, but there was only time in this situation to save one. Kali could feel Rayanns scream of grief instantly enter her head, she could feel the hearts of her parents suddenly sink, and she could feel the wide eyes of all the watchers along the wall as her spell fired a split second before the impact against the shield, a shield that was cast to protect Olwa.

The explosion sent them both reeling backwards. The heat was more intense than anything Kali had ever felt, the skin on her the left side of her face instantly charred and she felt the dizzy, light headed sensation of shock immediately embrace her body. The sensation of falling lingered far longer than the actual flight from the elementals body to the ground, but the impact hurt far less than the flames. Instinctively she rolled and her heavy robes snuffed out the flames, but there was smoke and the smell of burnt flesh mixed with burning reagents rapidly filling the air. She coughed and tears streamed down her face as she endured the anguish of the fire which cooked the left side of her body, and then the darkness of unconscious bliss took her.

The rift was mere seconds from closing, writhing in the sky like an injured serpent. The horrors of raw, unfiltered magic were rapidly receding, and the magic users were feeling the lift of its burden for the first time in months.

Piramay watched with satisfaction as Kali did what she could to defend the young archer. The scent of burnt flesh filled the air as the mage went unconcious. Piramay let out a low chuckle as she grabbed her staff looking ot the sky. She spared a glance to Olwa grinning. "Remember your friends lesson here young elf. When you play with fire you get burned."

Piramay's remaining dragons were closing in on their mistress while she lifted her staff high. She drove the staff down hard into the earth and a stream of fire shot into the sky. Reaching to the heavans it exploded out into the shape of a phoenix with it's wings spread wide. The shrill call of the legendary bird filled the heavens. With satisfied smile upon her face Piramay waited for the larger of her two dragons to lower itself top teh earth before she climbed onto the back. A quick pat to the side and they launched off into the sky winging towards the fast closing rift in the heavens.

Piramay and both her creations vanished through the swirling rift before it winked out of existence.

Olwa released the arrow and all he could remember was a bright orange flash coming at him, then a blue flash of light, and finally an explosion that threw him to the ground far below and an impact that he would never forget.

He coughed as the air was knocked from his lungs and rolled as best he could to absorb the impact. He rolled onto his stomach and stared helplessly as the red streak of the dragons disappeared into the vanishing rift and then he looked around as the smell of burnt flesh hit his nostrils. In horror he saw Kali, her face burned and her robes smoldering, he scrambled to his feet and ran to her as fast as he could.



The instant the fiery dragons released from their holding place Nol exploded into the air and ordered his dragons to pursue, he tipped and headed over to Kali, hitting the ground Kellan slid off his front leg and they both ran to her as he turned back to his Elven form. They both hit the dirt beside her and Nol went to grab her to see if she was OK but Kellan grabbed his arm, speaking from beneath her face guard, "No, don't touch her, you will make the injury worse."

She could see the compliance in his face but also the concern in his eyes. He was no longer romantically involved or for that matter interested in Kali, but she was still someone he cared for. As she wheezed and her breath became increasingly shallow he sent a missive to Raju, ~ "Raju, come to me quickly, Kali is dying." ~



Ceridwyn screamed and brought her hands to her mouth as she watched in horror what unfolded. Kali had saved Olwas life but sacrificed herself in the process. She could have easily moved aside and shielded herself, potentially even striking while Piramay was recovering, but she elected to save a young Elf she barely knew and at the expense of herself. In a flash she was out on the field, kneeling down at Kali's feet. She sobbed as she saw the extent of the injuries and her tears instantly fell across her dirty cheeks.

Kali's robes were burnt and the skin was charred and peeling off. It would take nothing less than a miracle to save her, it was obvious by the raspy, labored breathing she only had moments to live.

Rayann watched the battle between her daughter and Piramay. With each spell cast she felt her heart skip a beat. And like her daughter, Rayann knew Piramay was full of tricks but even she wasn’t quite prepared to see this from the fire mage. From everything she heard about the legendary mage she was more of the act first and not think about any of it at anytime.

Time stood still for Rayann and Myth as they watched the white hot projectile hurling towards Kali and Olwa. When she saw the shield erupt from Kali’s hands and protect Olwa, Rayann screamed without realizing she had even opened her mouth. She knew Kali had left herself unprotected by casting her spell to protect Olwa.


As the two fell back off the dead elemental they had been perched on, Rayann could feel her daughter was not responsive but she knew Kali wasn’t dead either. She could still feel her daughter’s heartbeat within her own chest. Faint, but it was still there. As the molten dragons advanced on their mistress, Rayann could feel the oppressive atmosphere caused by the rift ease and as Piramay made her escape from the area before the rift disappeared entirely, she knew they hadn't seen the last of the fire mage. Not by a long shot.

As the rift closed Rayann snapped her gaze to the area she saw Kali and Olwa drop from. Without any word to anyone she blinked from standing next to Myth to the location close to Kali and Olwa. The smell of burnt flesh instantly assaulted her nose and she braced herself for the worst.

The smoke and dust still made it difficult to see so with spoken, spidery words of magic, she reached into her robes and withdrew some regents. As she threw the dust like particles up, into the air overhead a gentle wind blew down over the area and cleared out all the smoke and dust s she could see better. Using her vision and her connection with Kali, she zeroed in on her daughter and rushed over to her.

What she saw almost made her vomit but she swallowed down the bile she felt rising in her throat and knelt down next to Kali. Tears stung her eyes as she saw the damage her daughter had taken and she stroked the right side of Kali's head with a trembling hand. Her voice, while soft, trembled like her hand when she spoke to Kali.

"Kali....my daughter."

Rayann looked up when she felt Myth's presence and she saw her husband kneel down next to Kali with her. ShHe could see the anguish in Myth's eyes and could feel the hurt he was feeling for it matched her own.








Pela was taking in all that was happening between the two mages. Her mind, forever like a sponge, absorbed everything she saw each woman do. For her, school was in and she was the avid student. Always watching. Always learning. She had not seen Olwa but she knew deep down he was alright.

The moment she saw Piramay start to droop she furrowed her brows. Her blue eyes darted from the fire mage to Kali and back again. When she saw Olwa appear and draw back the arrow, she felt as though this battle was finished but int he blink of an eye everything changed. As Rayann screamed Pela sucked in her breath. Olwa was totally defenseless and she just knew the young elf was doomed.

But when she saw the shield Kali made to protect him, she felt the air rush from her lungs. As she watched both bodies fall backwards from the perch they had been standing on, Pela thought she was going to pass out. Gritting her teeth, she forced herself to stay on her feet. Olwa HAD to be OK. Right? She couldn't lose him like she did Bad Rock too. What would she do then?

The voice in the back of her head told her she would do as she always had; survive. And she knew she would. But she would much rather live than just survive. Life was much better when she lived than survived. And she never really knew what that meant until.....until Olwa showed her.

When she saw Piramay make her escape through the closing rift, Pela looked tot he last place she saw Olwa and Kali. Blinking when she noticed Rayann disappear, she knew where she was headed but didn't know the exact location until she felt the pull of magic and saw the way the smoke and dust was cleared away from the area behind the dead elemental.

She joined Ceri and the others as she blinked herself to their location. She saw Olwa, dusted and dirt covered, but all right. SHe was byt his side in a heartbeat and she tried to blink back tears that form almost immediately at seeing him alive and for the most part, well.






Kellan watched the battle between the two mages. She felt Nol's muscles ripple every so often as he watched as well. She could tell he wanted to help in some way but at the same time she knew it would be a distraction Kali didn't need. Several times Kellan herself let out a small cry of alarm as she watched the massive, deadly spells being hurled across the way at each other.

When Piramay sent the last, damaging spell at the young elf and Kali shielded him from the worst of the fire, Kellan watched their bodies tumble off the perch they were standing on like a couple of rag dogs. She felt Nol's muscles ripple again and she prepared herself for his launch and when he took to the air, she was once more working as one with him.

When he landed and she slid off his front leg, she saw the flash of silver behind her letting her know he had morphed into his Elven form once more. She saw the broken and battered body of Kali on the ground and as Nol reached for the young woman,Kellan stopped him before he could do any more damage. She stood back and let Nol have his time with Kali knowing he still cared for her, especially after what she had done for all of Krynn.

As the crowd began to grow, Kellan glanced around from beneath her face shield. She remained close to Nolto make sure there was no threat to him in this form while he was distracted, but she also made certain she didn't crowd him either.

Tara raised her eyes up to Gideon's hard, brown ones and blinked. Her gaze began to clear as she came back to herself. She blinked again then allowed Gideon to help her to her feet. "I am so sorry, Gideon. I got lost for a moment and was back at the farm." She noticed then that his eyes were anything but soft and saw that he was in his warrior mode....something she'd not yet witnessed. She remembered fighting alongside Gideon and then the dead started rising and she fell into a darkness, reliving that day on the farm, screaming for the children to hide.

She stood with Gideon up on the battlement now with the others, watching the scene unfold. It was horrific and mesmerizing at the same time, not wanting to watch and yet unable to turn away. When the mage they called Kali protected the young elf, Keatara felt a great sorrow at the outcome. Someone who seemed to have turned to the darkness finally came back to the light only to sacrifice themselves for another. She watched the rush of elves appear near the fallen mage and watched as they gathered around her. Even from this distance, she could sense the pain the red robed woman was in and had a feeling that she must be her mother. A tear slid down her cheek and she wiped it away, looking up to Gideon. "Something tells me we have not seen the last of the red-headed one."

Trystan dashed off the line and stopped only when he had reached Kali. He looked at her and threw his helmet off, kneeling beside Rayann but keeping his distance for now. He dared not interfere with mother and daughter, but he remained close and felt the grief Kali's parents were feeling.



Olwa grabbed tightly as Pela appeared and hugged her with everything he had. He drew her into his chest and kissed the top of her head. He felt tears sting his eyes as he turned to look at Kali. She could have easily shielded herself and allowed him to die. He had no idea why she had made the decision she had made, but he was relatively unharmed besides some spots that were going to have significant bruises. He looked down at the bow which was still in his hand, the impact had snapped the lower limb and it dangled sadly by the string. He sighed as he dropped the useless weapon and then turned as he saw a small, silver dragon appear from behind the wall.

He watched as Raju appeared and knelt beside Kali.



As the battle unfolded Raju and Tanjee took the opportunity to keep patching people up, praying over them and sending them back out to the lines in case a second fight broke out.


Raju looked up from the triage area when she heard Nol's missive and she turned to Tanjee speaking with urgency to her voice, "Get on my back." Tanjee quirked a brow as she looked at Raju curiously and Raju winked with a sly smile. In a flash of silver she took her native form and before Tanjee stood an elegant silver dragon. She turned and looked at Tanjee, "Come. Quickly. Kali needs us."

With some trepidation Tanjee climbed onto Raju's back and Raju lept into the air, adjusting as Tanjee almost fell off. She spoke to Tanjee in missive ~ "Worry not friend, we are just going over the wall." ~

They were up and down in a matter of seconds, Raju took her Elven form the instant Tanjee slid off her back and Raju knelt beside Kali. She looked up at Nol and Kellan with concern in her face and then back down to Kali. She leaned forward and whispered into Kali's ear. Kali's face twitched slightly, obviously she had heard and understood. Kali reached up slowly and took Rajus hand and the Priestess of Mishikal removed the silver medallion that hung around her neck and placed it on Kali's chest.

She spoke as she looked at Kali, her voice was soft and quiet and as her prayer filled the air a soft blue glow appeared around the medallion. The light shown for a few seconds and then sunk into Kali's chest, disappearing under her burnt robes. Her breathing calmed and became less labored and then finally softened as she fell to sleep. The charred skin disappeared but the scars of the wounds remained. Raju watched and inhaled deeply as she turned to look at Myth and Rayann.

"Mishikal has granted her healing of her internal wounds, but she is destined to walk the rest of her mortal days baring the scars of her actions. What she did was outside the will of the gods, she defied them by turning to this raw magic. Even though she destroyed its presence on Krynn she will always bare the burden of her decision."

Rayann shook her head and Raju could see it in her face that she was not at all happy with this decision. Raju touched her gently on the arm and spoke, "None of us know the will of the gods, all we can do is understand that they know more than we do, and it is their world. I am sorry that she will bare these scars, but know that she will live."

Rayann bristled slightly at Rajus words and the Priestess withdrew her hand. She looked up at Myth who's face was like stone and she spoke, "I am sorry Prince Myth'alas, I am only capable of healing that which the will of Mishikal allows. Maybe someday we will know all teh answers, for now your daughter lives." Raju retrieved her medallion and stood, walking to stand next to Nol and Kellan. She turned and looked at the rapidly gathering crowd. They were curious about Kali's condition, the fact that there were dragons standing amongst them, and most importantly, who the barer of the Dragonlance was.

Rayann knew she should be grateful for the fact Kali would live but to see her daughter disfigured the way she was brought disappointment and anger into her heart. If it hadn’t been for Kali, Krynn would no longer be here. The Gods could have at least seen it in their hearts to give Kali that much recognition. But the fact Kali was still alive was enough to offset her negative emotions for now. She looked up at Myth and spoke to him empathetically letting Ceri hear as well.

~I am taking Kali back to Glen Durel. She needs the rest, peace and quiet our home there can give her. When she awakens I will send word. For now, we will take our leave.~

She looked to Ceri then as tears welled up in her eyes.

~Please watch over Pela for me. I will let you all know how Kali is doing when she awakens.~

She looked over at Nol and Raju then.

~Thank you for all you have done. I cannot thank you enough for everything. Know Glen Durel is always open to you and your kind.~

She looked over at Raju then and sent her the last missive for the dragon alone.

~I know what you mean about the Gods wills and I am not angry at you. But right now, I am not happy with the outcome for my daughter. While I am forever grateful for her life, I am disappointed they didn’t see the sacrifice she made for Krynn.~

She looked up at Myth with the pain, anger and frustration she felt at Kali’s condition but the love she felt for him too. Her emotions were very raw right now and she didn’t want to be among the crowd any longer and she didn’t want Kali to be looked upon as anything less than what she truly was. A beautiful, young woman whose heart was bigger than anyone could have ever imagined.

When Myth nodded, Rayann took out a pouch filled with a sparkling powder. Sprinkling the contents around her and Kali’s bodies, she touched her right hand to Kali’s shoulder and her left hand to Kali’s abdomen and whispered spidery words of magic. The regents sparked to life and began to glow. As the glow grew brighter, those closest to the pair moved back out of the way. The light became so bright it was difficult to look at it without shielding the eyes. When the light suddenly disappeared, Rayann and Kali were no longer there but the sweet smell of the regents still drifted around the area.






Pela never hesitated when Olwa grabbed a hold of her. She reached out and wrapped her arms around his back and held him tight, burying her dirt covered face in his chest. Never in all her life had a hug felt so good and she was going to revel in every second of it. When she felt him sigh and drop his beloved bow, she turned to see another smaller dragon coming from the Keep. As she watched Tanjee slide off the dragon and the dragon take her Elven form, Pela blinked yet again. Wonders would never cease to amaze her.

As she watched the woman heal Kali and heard her speak to Myth explaining what happened to Kali, she felt a pang of regret the beautiful half Elfe would forever bear scars. When she saw Rayann’s reaction she knew the woman wasn’t all that happy about it either. And Pela couldn’t blame her. But Pela didn’t understand what it meant when it came to the will of the Gods.

She could tell there was some silent communication taking place by the way Rayann looked at people and the look on her face. When she saw Rayann disappear with Kali, Pela looked at Ceri and Myth then blinked. She looked back to Olwa then and squeezed his hand tighter. Right now, she preferred to stay here with him. And she wasn’t so ignorant to know mother and daughter needed some time to themselves.






Kellan stood back and observed Raju as she healed Kali. As she heard Raju explain how Kali would remain scarred and Rayann’s reaction, she could tell the red robed mage wasn’t happy. As she watched Rayann look at others she knew the woman was talking to others without verbalizing.

As the red robe sprinkled the regents around herself and her daughters prone form, Kellan had an idea of what was getting ready to happen. As the light grew so bright it became painful to look at, Kellan held her gloved hand up and turned her head away to protect her eyes from the light. When it was gone, she blinked and looked around from the eye slits in her face guard.

As the crowd had grown and Kali and Rayann disappeared, the focus was slowly turning to her and she felt her heart thump hard in her chest. Her eyes darted from one person to the other and she suddenly felt as though she was surrounded with no escape.

She turned to see Trystan walking towards her with Commander Fairwind and Sir Ordin, although she didn’t know who he was. She glanced over at Nol and saw he was approaching from the opposite side they were approaching from to stand next to her. Her hand flexed several times, an old habit she had when she was nervous, but she stood perfectly still, her breathing now slowed and regulated.

Her armor was not as shiny as it had been when she first arrived but the emblem of the Solamnic Knights was still visible in gold on the front of her left shoulder. As the Commander approached, Kellan could see Rose trying to see inside her face guard as she spoke to the unknown rider.

”It seems we owe you and your dragons a great deal of thanks for what you did.”

A hush fell over the crowd then as they waited to hear the response from the rider. Kellan glanced around at the assembled group then turned her head to glance up at Nol. He looked at her and nodded letting her know it was alright. The moment of truth had arrived for the Knight and she hesitate a moment before she spoke from beneath her face guard.

”The thanks belongs to the Dragons, Commander Fairwind. It was their training and their patience that gave me the ability to wield the Dragonlance the way I did. But it was Paladine’s blessing that gave me the faith I needed to do it. But these are not my dragons. They trained with me and came here to fight because they wanted to. Their love for humanity never waned as humanities did for their kind.”

She could see the looks on the faces of those nearby as they realized it was a female beneath the helmet that spoke to the Commander and even Rose’s features showed her surprise when Kellan called her by name. Lady Rose took a small step forward and spoke again.

”Then we are grateful for Paladine’s blessing and the dragons want to help but I fear we are at a disadvantage as to what to call you. You obviously know me, but I don’t believe I know you.”

As Kellan talked to Rose, Nol’s flight returned and landed a short distance away and stood with their heads held high watching everything and everyone. Kellan glanced up at Nol again before she reached up with her gloved hand and unclasped the leather strap that held her helmet on her head. Slowly her hands lifted the helmet off her head and finally her face was revealed for all to see. She heard the collected gasp from everyone who knew her as they saw her standing there. Alive and well.

Kellan looked at Rose then saluted.

”I believe you do, Commander. Lady Kellan Longblade. Warrior of the Crown. And I have returned to fulfill the promise I made to the Dragons, if I will be permitted to do so, ma'am.”

Raju listened to Rayann as she spoke. Her eyes never left the face of the red robe wizard's and as she made her objections and declaration that the gods should restore her fully. Raju stepped forward and spoke in missive so only Rayann could hear, ~ "The fact that your daughter lives is proof enough the gods recognize her sacrifice. She lives because of the will of Mishikal, not because of anything I have done. There are consequences for any action we take, and in this case the gods see it fit that she will bare the scars of her decision, both externally... and internally." ~

It was obvious there was more to what Raju was saying than what was being said. She stepped back and allowed Rayann to do what she needed to do. As the spell flared and Rayann disappeared with her daughter Raju turned to look at Nol and spoke, "There are other wounded, Tanjee and I should get back to attending them." She turned and looked at Tanjee, her eyes were again emotionless about what had just happened. It was obvious that Raju did not have sympathy outside the will of the gods, and if it was their decision that Kali should live but be scared, Raju was not one to question it.




Trystan watched as Commander Fairwind spoke with the silver knight. When a female voice answered he glanced at Sir Ordin and Lady Rose, their reaction was one of slight surprise as well. He recognized the voice, but could not place it. It was strange, as if he was suddenly in a fog. He narrowed his eyes and focused on the areas through the mask slits, but the shadows prevented him from seeing anything more than some strands of blond hair.

When the rider finally removed her mask Trystan swallowed hard and felt his eyes well up almost immediately and his voice exploded with great surprise, "KELLAN!"

He instantly cleared his throat and fought his urge to embrace her. His eyes caught movement and he turned, a blur of white whizzed by him and Ceridwyn ran into Kellan with a hug so tight that even through her armor Kellan could feel it. She spoke as she pressed her cheek against Kellans, "By the gods... I am so glad to see you alive!"

Kellan heard Trystan’s shout of her name and she glanced at him, nodding slightly before she had a body hurled at her, literally. When Ceridwyn embraced her tightly, Kellan didn’t shy away from the affection and embraced her friend as well. She felt moisture trying to fill her eyes and she blinked rapidly to make it go away. Her voice was thick with emotion when she spoke softly to Ceridwyn.

”It’s good to see you as well, Ceridwyn. I’ve waited for this day and now that it here….”

Kellan couldn’t finish her sentence and when she reluctantly released the Elfess, she stepped back next to Nol and cleared her throat softly as she looked to Lady Rose. Rose was equally surprised and it took her a few moments to gather her composure. When she did, she offered Kellan a smile and nodded.

”It appears we have a great deal to discuss. And we will. For now, I believe we need to assess the damage beyond what we can see, gather our wounded for treatment and collect the fallen for proper burial.”

The commander turned and gave the orders to the remaining forces. Kellan noticed Trystan remained where he was looking at her. She could see the emotion in his eyes and she glanced up at Nol who nodded again. She walked over to Trystan and reached out, hugging him tightly and whispering in his ear.

”You didn’t honestly think I’d leave you to handle all of this on your own, did you?”

She felt him hug her and heard his half chuckle half release of emotion at her words. It was something Liam used to say to him all the time and when the ice was broken between them, she stepped back to look at him and nodded.

”I will fill everyone in later. For now, we have our work cut out for us.”

She turned to look at Nol then looked back at Trystan and smiled then walked over to where Nol stood. Her emotions were swirling like a chaotic tornado and she didn’t give a rats tail who was looking at her. She practically threw herself in Nol’s arms and hugged him tight then remembered his own injury and stepped back as tears filled her eyes.

”Nol…..Your injured….Please tell me you will heal….”

It was obvious the day had taken a toll on Kellan both physically and emotionally and now that it was over, for the most part, her emotions wouldn’t be held back any longer. Her light brown eyes looked into Nol’s gaze and she knew he could see the deep rooted fear she had at the thought of him being injured or worse……

Tynen stayed hidden in his knight's uniform....sensing Tara's presence not too far from where he was. She was with that damned knight that seemed to be attached to her ever since she'd found him after killing the knight who's uniform he was wearing now. He'd taken out a few more knights, but had to stop due to the commotion that was going on now. He didn't know what had happened, but whatever it was....it seemed to be in the favor of the knights and elves...damn them.

That was when he heard his Dark Lady speak to him inside of his head, telling him to leave Heartlund and to head to the cavern a few miles from Heartlund. He looked around, knowing that now was as good a time as any to leave the keep undetected. He replaced the knight's helm which his his face and headed to the gates, stopping here and there to check on citizens and fellow knights, making sure all was well and keeping up the pretense that he was indeed a knight.

By nightfall, he reached the caverns and entered to wait for his mistress.

With eyebrow raised Myth watched the exchange with the armored knight with Nol and the others. When Kellan revealed herself Myth managed a slight smile happy to know the woman was in fact not dead. This explained what Nol had been up to in his absense. He probably came across Kellan and saved her life. He would certainly thank the silver later. Greetings were made and the elven prince's attetntions shifted elsewhere.

Hebegan to survey the battlefield shortly after Rayann vanished from sight with their daughter. The towers were toppled and the dark ones army routed. They had won the battle but at a heavy cost to all who were invilved. For Myth it was the loss of his kinsman and the near loss of his daughter that weighed heavily upon his mind. He looked to his friends and began the trek back to Heartlund Keep. Even from where he stood he could see the concerned eyes of the knights. While he wanted to join his wife in caring for Kali he had a duty to his people. He called for Aeolis to assemble what was left of the rangers while he sought to the gathering of those men left inside the keep.

The trip back to Syvanost would be a difficult one, but it was his duty to report the losses to the high council and the Speaker. He hoped that the men inside faired better than the rangers who had been in the forest.