Through the thick elvansung woods a horse and rider appeared, weaving through the tightly grown trees with ease and tredding with the conficence of a pair known to the area. Even though this part of the woods were dark, the shadows cast by the high and old trees darkened the woods even more. Yet never would a negative energy be felt in this forest, forest grown by the elves in the long years they've been here. The rider held a staf in her hand to shield herself from the branches while a hood was pulled over her head, it managed to shield most of the riders face from sight. But she needed sight. Her mind could touch with the animal and her other senses had intensified as well as she had spells cast around her to alert her of her surroundings.

Today she left her sanctuary in the woods for an important meeting. One that couldn't be stalled any longer. Even though she disliked the thought of having to work and fight side to side with humans and the undead, she knew the necessity of this partnership between races. Apparantly the beasts from hell required this kind of bond to be beaten. Curiosity peaked inside her what kind of monsters could lead to such desperate measures, though she knew she wouldn't have to see them to understand.

Apparantly from all around the strongest, most skilled, most experienced and most intelligent creatures had been gathered to set up a strategy or maybe more. The kings had refrained from any information but the need to all come together. It was all rather peculiar, but still a small grin spread on the elf's lips. This would be interesting. Her main priority would be to see hwat kind of warriors had been summoned to this meeting, to fish out the bad apples. Yet she didn't want to imagine what kind of aura's would be seen on undead. An interesting meeting indeed.

The woods became lighter as she approached Luvrance. The warmth of the elvan town radiated in her mind, it had always been a nice town. She never dismounted her horse as she made her way through town, riding along the calm edge of the town. Experience had taught, walking through crowds could overwhelm her at times and she avoided when possible. The palace wasn't far away and she knew where to go. Arriving at the gate she dismounted and let the guard who's aura looked best, a fine light blue, take over her horse. A horn sounded and she tipped the ground with her staff and nodded, oh perfect timing.

A guard showed her to the conference and listening to his footsteps she could easily follow. At the entrance of the hall stood guards with dark red aura's while another probably the ceremonial leader asked for her name. She looked straight, while pulling off her hood.

"Abiageal Ennis." The human only scribbled on his list and carried on his duty as an elvan warrior reacted. She smiled lightly, she was wellknown amongst elves, not as much among other races.
"As yes." The human spoke. "You may enter."

She walked slowly but with a confident step. All kinds of aura's surrounded her, some she couldn't believe were fit warriors. But ofcourse they could be here for other reasons, and aura's didn't say. Even particular ugly aura's were present, a shudder ran acros her spine and she turned away from them. She tapped the floor again with her staff, when would this commence?