:: I smile meekly at the approach of the younger girl. My eyes flashing with concern at the single word....war...
:: We must head for there then... Now, I have not yet found what I have set out to find, but that must all wait if my friends are in danger....
:: Pausing, I smile gently towards the girl
:: My friends, and yours... But come, we must not linger here...
:: Standing I head for the door, knowing Azura will follow. A shrill whistle falls from my mouth, calling for ¤Nyéré Oralé¤... He appears through a cloudy patch of forest, running swiftly at my anxious tone.. I swing lightly onto his back, and offer a hand to Azura.
:: Come, Nyéré can carry us both. We must be swift...
:: Urging my faithful steed into a firey gallop, I let his magic take over, and we disappear into a large patch of mist... appearing upon the edges of Gondor...
