"Insert Title Here" (Taj X Eldarwen)

Lena could just hear it now, “You left the prince alone and now he is dead! It is all your fault.” She wasn’t exactly sure who it would be saying that but Lena could easily assume it would be more than one person if Atleon really did die. She believed in his fighting abilities but if surrounded by a hundred goblins no man, no human man anyway, would be able to defend against such sheer numbers. With a silent prayer to whatever deity might be out there watching over them she asked for Atleon to remain safe until she could return. It had taken them around two days on foot to reach the point they were at but in the sky Lena could cut that time in half or more. With all speed she could afford to use, Lena pressed on, back to the dragon riders.

It had taken Lena nearly the entire night before she had seen the area where the dragon riders where and to remember exactly where their secret location was at. It was odd to her that the memory was fuzzy of the place but she shook of the small details and flew in quickly to the dragon riders city. Without wasting time of climbing the stairs to the main chamber, Lena busted into the room. “I need to speak with the dragon leader right now.” She demanded, huffing and puffing her breath as she tried to get in under control.

Gaelina scowled deeply as she grabbed at the hilt of her weapon. “How dare you burst into this holy place, you uncouth wench.” The elf growled, obviously angered by the woman’s random appearance, let alone seeing that Lena was not with Atleon. Had something happened to him? That wouldn’t be such a bad thing, she thought.

"Look I am not one for nice pleasant chatter either but I need to talk to the dragon riders now, right now and if you do not I will happily put a blade through you." Lena growled, grabbing at her own weapon.

Gaelina's featured turned in anger, what a stupid woman. "How dare you turn a blade on me. You could be thrown from this holy place." She growled refusing to back down.

"Stupid elf, take me there now. A war really is going on!" Lena demanded, she did not have time for this useless fighting.

Gaelina looked over Lena for a moment, itching to test her blade on the avian but if there really was a war going on and Atleon was out there alone they would highly frown upon her killing the woman. Sighing as her own logic beat her out she turned and started leading the way, going to the tippy top in the center room where Lena had first met the dragon.

"Good dragon," Gaelina started, "This...woman, has come with news on the war." She made her way across the room, taking her usual place while Lena stayed in the center of the room.

The dragon in the room lifted it's large head when the doors opened to let two women in, the elf and the avian who had come here only a short few days ago. Concern blossomed in it's chest when Atleon was not at her side and at the mention of war fears began to grow for the safety of the prince. But remaining calm until the news was heard was key and this dragon would see to it that it held it's composure. "Please come in little avian, I wish to hear of this news." It said to Lena.

Gaelina unhappily stood behind the dragon, but knew there was no point in going on about her dislike of the winged rat. Though without Atleon at her side there was perhaps some real danger to the news this women was about to bring.

Lena looked up at the dragon and sighed, there was a lot of tension in this room and while she half way expected it, it did not make it any easier to deal with. "We have found a mass of enemies near the base of the mountains not far north and a currently empty base. Atleon is staying there to keep an eye on them. We thought it best I come back alone because it would take too long on foot."

The dragon frowned slightly, not liking the news it was hearing nor the fact that the prince was left alone...but it knew well enough he could take care of himself. "We will have to mobilize a unit to go to their aid...I thank you for coming all this way. I think it would be best to return to Atleon and ensure his safety while out there, once you've had rest of course. Someone will show you to a room you can use. Gaelina please inform the strategist." It looked back to Lena. "I thank you once more little one, keep heart that help will be out to you as soon as we can move out." The dragon assured.

Lena nodded and shot one more dark look to Gaelina before turning to leave the room. She went through the large doors and sighed in relief. She wasn't used to dealing with higher ups let alone talking to them. She found the person who would show her the way to the room and quickly made herself comfortable. It had been a long flight and she wanted to recharge as soon as possible to get back to Atleon.

(( T_T ELDAR! I'M SO SORRY! I KEPT FORGETTING ABOUT THIS! I SWEAR I STILL WANT TO RP THISSS))

Lena woke the next morning feeling refreshed as the early morning light played on her face. She got herself up, checked in with the dragon riders and soon decided that she needed to head back out to Atleon. She had no idea if the man had kept himself safe over the night, seeing as how there were so many goblins were in the area she left him in. The riders said they would be out in a days time but she wanted to fly ahead and let Atleon know of their plans.

Spreading her white wings, Lena took to the skies, glad to be away from the angry glares of the elf woman. What an angry woman, and she honestly had no care for anyone outside of her own circle. Pah! Lena couldn't care less. She spent the first few hours of her day getting back to the mountain pass where Atleon should have been but as soon as she got close she landed. If goblins were keeping an eye out it would look rather suspicious for her to be flying around and she might alert them or get shot down. What use would she be then?

Landing near the base of the mountain Lena took to foot paths up the hill, knowing this was the best way to go up. She kept her eye out for goblins, her hand on the hilt of her sword. There was no way she would want to use her bow and risk losing all her arrows out here and if it were a surprise attack she wouldn't be fast enough with it. It took a little less than a half hour before she caught sight of what she assumed was Atleon's camp and she carefully made her way to him, holding her hands out and announcing herself clearly behind entering his camp site.

"Atleon! It's Lena! Where are you?" She looked around trying to catch sight of the prince.

Lena moved cautiously around the camp, looking for her partner when suddenly she heard someone softly call her name. Looking up, she saw Atleon wave his hand a bit to direct her in the area which he was currently inhabiting. Not wanting to draw attention to herself, Lena climbed her way up to where the Prince was, keeping low in case there were enemies about that she had not noticed and he did.

"Is everything alright?" She asked, looking back and forth around her, completely alert if something were to suddenly jump out and attack them. Her eyes made contact with his own for a long moment, and then she looked him over for injury. "Didn't get yourself hurt while I was away?" She grinned, making sure to keep her voice at a low whisper when she was sure they weren't in any immediate danger.

Lena knew full well that her trip back to the Riders was well worth it, and that the small amount of rest she had gotten did her well, but she was unsure if Atleon had gotten any being out here on petrol the entire night.

Lena couldn’t help the small chuckle that escaped her when Atleon lightly brushed off her sarcasm and she followed him over to where he could talk in a softer voice. As she listened to the recalling’s of his night before she scanned the land in front of them with a small frown. This was going to be more than she signed up for, but she simply shrugged it off as another adventure in her wanderings. When he turned his attention back to her she smiled briefly.

“They will send aid. It wasn’t exactly a warm welcome from the elf woman from earlier, but once I got past her I saw no issues speaking with anyone else.” She informed him, pleased that her trip had gone so smoothly and that despite not knowing the people in the higher ups, she was able to call for help to the prince. Perhaps it was because of Atleon that she was so able to do so, she let the thought drop not really so concerned with the issue.

When Atleon asked if she could go a few more hours she nodded with a renewed grin on her face. She wasn’t one be the sissy girl that couldn’t hold her own on an adventure. “Yeah, it would be best to get out of the open anyway.” She agreed, stepping aside to let Atleon lead the way.

Lena walked along side Atleon quietly, keeping her white wings close to her body in hopes that it would help them from standing out. More than once she had been given away due to her wings, the snow white feathers standing out on almost any landscape. She brought her focus back to Atleon when he asked her about information from the dragon riders. She nearly wanted to scoff, but kept herself in check. Lena was far too wild and unrefined for normal dealings with higher ups, unusually not Atleon though, but she shook her head no either way.

"I was only able to tell them you, we, needed help and then I was excused." She answered with a shrug. "If they knew anything or planned it other than sending help I am unaware." She looked up the mountain with some amount of anticipation. Of a fight, or the eve of a fight either way, Lena was itching to draw herself into combat.

Lena kept pace with Atleon as he walked up the steep hill, keeping an eye on their surroundings as they went and readily complied with the idea of taking a break before continuing on. “Agreed.” She mumbled as she dropped on the ground to give her aching muscles a break from the strain of the day. “You would know better than I, how long do you think it will take to mobilize a force to join us out here?” She asked, looking up to the man.

Lena looked down the side of the mountain and hoped that it wouldn’t be terribly long. By the information Atleon had given her they were actually forming to attack, and it looked like it would be soon. How long would the rest of them last with an unknown attack coming? It would be suicidal to go against the force alone; even if she were confident Atleon has skills in fighting. The numbers per person would be impossible.

Lena looked back to Atleon with a thoughtful gaze, it was going to be hard to stall an attack without getting involved...That would be suicide and Lena had no thoughts of trying to play hero against an entire army. She briefly thought to set up blockades, surprise attack and run tactics, and other such things but a lot of it seemed timely, even more so just for the two of them. Sure, she could fly over head and check to see how much time they had, how far the goblin army had advanced.

After thinking for a few minutes, a thought struck her, but she wasn't sure if it was any good or not and turned her attention back on the prince. "Hey, Atleon, do you think if we cut around the goblins we could make it to the dwarfs before them and give warning? Perhaps they could set up an ambush or at least get a little time to prepare? And before we do, perhaps get rid of some of the goblins supplies as we go around?" She asked, not really sure if the two of them could pull off a plan like that but at least it was a start to try to figure out something. They couldn't sit on the mountain for two or three days and wait for the dragon riders to come to their aid. The battle might be over before then and then this would be all for not.

Lena listened to Atleon contemplate her ideas for a moment, not really sure if any of them would work herself, but they had to start somewhere right? Getting up and giving a stretch to her sore muscles, she followed after Atleon, as she continued to think. Before she could say anything more though, Atleon began to think on why the creatures were there in the first place.

"Goblins in general aren't that strong...so to take on the dwarfs seems like a really stupid idea..." She mumbled, thinking about the obvious miss match between the races. Perhaps they did something to anger the goblins? She shrugged, "I don't know if out time would be well spent listening in on them..." She added, not in an overly disagreeing tone, just more so a thoughtful one.

"I agree that it doesn't make sense though..." Lena fell into a quiet contemplative state for a few minutes and then sighed in a frustrated tone. "Perhaps for now we put that in the back of our minds till we can stall them." She followed along the path, looking over to Atleon. "Do you know anything about these lands? Where the dwarfs are located?"

The more Atleon spoke about the goblins, the more Lena didn't really like the sound of there choice of habitat. She was avian, her wings were her advantage but not in a dense forest. It would be no use to her in the canopy of trees and even more of a hindrance in the swamp lands if they were just as crowded by trees. She supposed she could fly low and that would work but Lena wasn't one to be distressed over such things for long.

"I think your idea to lead them into the swamps would be a good idea." She didn't catch if Atleon had thought the idea repulsive or evil. She would not give another thought to creatures who would attack others for evil reasons. And to her knowledge there was no way a goblin could be making a move on someone with good intentions.

'Getting used to the humidity' was one thing, being in it was another story completely. Lena's clothes were wet with perspiration and clung to her like a second skin and was uncomfortable at best. She almost wished she had on something shorter than pants but knew that it would have been impractical for pretty much anything but this. She wiped her brow and turned her attention to Atleon. He sounded almost guilt about the thought of getting rid of the goblins and a frown crossed her features. "Don't get me wrong, I am not one to go looking for a kill with no reason..." She felt for some reason that she had to defend herself, not meaning to upset him in anyway if she had. "I agree finding the mastermind behind it all would be best..." But did they have the time to wait and find him? Lena wasn't sure they did.

Lena watched as they came over the next hill that there were two men coming up at them, and when Atleon whispered to her that they were Troll Patrol and look at him in a confused manner. She had never seen a Troll in person, nor did she know of their personalities. "Are they going to attack?" She asked, thrown off by the calm nature in which they were standing to block their path.

If there was one thing Lena really didn’t like, it was the unknown. The unknown meant she was out of control of the situation and when she had left her home she vowed that wouldn’t happen ever again if she could help it. She sighed, running her hand through her rich raven colored hair to get it off her neck and eyed the trolls. “Worth a shot.” She ventured to Atleon. The troll tongue was harsh sounding, and they had a thick accent that Lena couldn’t place nor hope to understand. She gave a helpless shrug to Atleon when he turned his attention to her. There was something Atleon possessed which Lena wished she had more of, patience. Normally she wouldn’t stand to be stopped like this and would half mouthed off to get them out of her way to take to the skies. Sadly in this case, taking to the skies would be hard with the canopy of trees and she would more than likely get caught before she could make it past the thick barrier of trees.

In this case, she simply followed Atleon’s movement, putting her hands up in a non-aggressive manner and stood on the ball of her heels ready to take action if need be. When the troll spoke in the human language Lena found it was tough to her ears, like listening to rocks rubbing against one another. She decided to speak back to them, “Simply traveling.” She answered back, keeping the language simple so they could understand her.

The second troll, the one being spoken to came to some sort of realization as he looked to Atleon and turned to his partner reverting back to the troll tongue. “ Prince?” He asked, nodding his head to Atleon for a second and a wicked grin had come to his face. “They pay good money to get him back.” He commented, eying Lena for a moment and noted she could be a problem if they kept two people alive along enough to get information or ransom or anything else they were looking for.

Lena looked confused, not understanding what they were saying and looked to Atleon to see even if he had a clue as to what they were talking about and if it were bad or good. The grin on one of the trolls faces couldn’t have been a good thing but she let it go until something had happened.