Four Kingdoms

[Zodacus]

Duerain yelled toward the elf princess. "Aye we are coming!" He yelled before turning to the dragon with a grimmer face. " We honestly don't know, all we have is rumors and speculation. We have to start somewhere though...and we have to start soon before war descends upon the four kingdoms once again." With that he rode off to catch up the elf.

[Kaistern]

Aiden frowned at that. He remembered the last war though he never fought in it. His father deemed him too young at the time. Though he was a well trained fighter, he thought he was more then ready to fight in the war. But he was never given that chance. And now he had the chance to bring honor to his family's name. His fingers brushed his bladed whip at his side, knowing that someday soon he would have to do that. "Lets hope we can find them and bring them back home." He said softly. "After all, our nations cannot live without them."

[Riika]

She was quiet, as usually. It wasn't often that Liliandra spoke aloud, even less so when she was surrounded by people she didn't know. It was all she could do to keep from staring at the small dwarf or the eligant elf or the handsom dragon. Instead, she kept her gaze on the ground, drawing circles in the dirst with her toe while they talked. She felt so small next to all of them. Each were royalty, each were feirce warriors. She was simply the daughter of the general with nothing but her sword on her side. Her mare nudged her softly and she patted to beasts neck. Her gaze snapped up as the elfen woman suggested going to a store before their journy. Apperently both she and the dragon needed rides. Without another word, she followed close behind the dwarf and dragon. She listened quietly to their conversation, mulling it over in her mind. Liliandra had grown up on stories on the past war, the four hero's stories ringing more in her mind than anything.

"I fear if it is not true, then all hope may be lost...." she whispered.

[julia]

Ithilwen smiled back at the group, then slowed her pace to walk beside the human girl. She seemed shy, but maybe Ithilwen could break her out of that to speak with the rest of the group.

"Hello, Liliandra is it? Sut ier lle? How are you?" she asked, trying to pull away from her Elvish language to English, but having a hard time. Ithilwen was trying to stay positive, knowing that they weren't positive where the feathers were. Brushing a few hairs out of her face, then looked at the boys, then leaned over to whisper to Liliandra.

"They aren't the best match for friends, are they?" she joked, laughing a bit, her laugh making a few animals appear and look at her.