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It didn't take long for Fenrir and Vaughn to find another victim of the curse. It would seem that the felvit that got Vaughn infected had a field day biting as many creatures as it could find, much to the misfortune of any elkh that were wandering around tonight. The elkh they found was a small fluffy tan creature, crying and growling and pushing itself against a tree. Though they moved drastically and thrashed around, Vaughn could recognize the victim immediately. His eyes widened, an...

Fenrir had been doing his nightly rounds of the wilderness when the small villa ran up to him, tears in his eyes. "Help! Please help me!" He cried, and though the night was dark, the elkh could make out Vaughn's features. In the same moment, it seemed that Vaughn could do the same with Fenrir. "Oh my stars, Fenrir thank everything that it's you! You need to help me!" Fenrir put a hoof gently on his friend's head. "Calm down, lad. What's wrong? You look like you've seen a ghost." And as...

Once Aethelred had felt significantly rested, he began his search for Lord Wiikset. Safe to say, it didn't take long. As soon as he was decently close to where he was told to find it, the aitielkh caught a glimpse of a small green spot in the distance. He didn't even get the dignity of seeing it get closer. He blinked, and suddenly he was staring into large, pink eyes, with the edges of a large smile reaching high enough to meet said eyes. "Lord... Wiikset? You're a bit... close." Aeth...

It was not Villoso that the aitielkh found first as he travelled to learn of Aiti's Healing. No, instead it was one of the beast's little boarlets, squeaking in distress as it ran up to Aethelred and hid itself behind his large tail. He looked in front of him to see what the little boar was running from, and though he didn't see anything at first, he caught a glimpse of two golden eyes within the dark of the trees. Though he wasn't the most intimidating of elkh he still had quite the n...

Aethelred had been warned about the Lightning Master's teachings. More specifically that he had a horrific temper towards anyone who got too distracted during the lessons. Seeing as Aethelred was... easily confused when it came to his more blunt teachers, he was very nervous about approaching him. But he couldn't just give up on learning lightning strike! He went out into this journey to learn every magic on an advanced level, and he wasn't going to give up just because the mentor was a bit s...

Aethelred was kind of embarrassed just thinking about how long he had been standing in the shadow of the large beast. When he approached he honestly didn't know how to react. Afra, at this point, was the largest beast that he had to learn from. It took him so impossibly long to try and figure out how to project his voice to someone that large. Eventually, he cleared his throat and called upwards. "Great Justice of the Shadow Well? Can you hear me?" A bit... dramatic, but even when he was nerv...

Furcifer was waiting for Aethelred when he showed, the goat looking up at him as he sat in front of a pile of sticks. The aiti noticed that the stone ground wasn't being very kind to the pile of sticks, causing them to slide off and become more of a sheet of sticks than a pile. Furcifer's little familiars made a solid attempt to keep the sticks piles together, but there was only so much their tiny fluffy bodies could manage. It seemed that Furcifer failed to notice the situation, focusing ent...

Aethelred's experience with the rushing waters was just as mysterious as the great beast that mastered the magic. He knew that Ulpukka would most likely be his least talkative mentor, and he worried for how that might affect his ability to learn. Perhaps the swamp itself was a way to learn the lessons of the waters. He tried to keep his thoughts focused on that instead of the area around him. He wouldn't consider himself to be easily frightened, but he also wouldn't lie and say that th...

Aethelred's did best to not kick up sand as he walked down the beach. He could have admired the sky or the cliffs that met with the shore's beaches, but he was focused, and within the sight of the reason for his walk. The large wings of the resting sea dragon broke the solid blue of the sky with brilliant white fading into yellow. From afar she looked small in comparison to the largest of the cliffs, but her larger stature wasn't lost on Aethelred as he approach...

Upon his arrival, the Corva had flown around him, checking him over for any stray shadows that might have attached themselves to him. Jaakobah found the display to be silly in a way, but he also understood that his dark coat would make it easy for shadows to hide around him in plain sight. Unluckily for any shadows that did think it was a good idea to hang around the aiti, he was very serious about his task to bring them back to the well. Though he had an interest in the art of Shadow ...

Senegal wasn't a popular racer by any means, in fact, it was easier to hate the guy than to root for him. It came with the territory, really. Become too confident, or stars forbid too focused on your craft, and everyone else thinks you're the bad guy for wanting to be the best. And yet, as Senegal stood waiting for the racers to be gathered up, he heard a pair of hooves stomping and a small whistle sent in his direction. Confused, he looked over- that confusion only worsening once he s...