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Aly got really quiet and glared at no one in particular. She was not sure why she was so upset by the comment; but, she did not like the insinuation of other women being with Baellnar. It was immensely uncomfortable for her to imagine. Her logical side argued back that she had no rights or claim to the man. So he could dally with whomever he chose. Yet she still hated it. Thus started an intensely emotional and battle that no one but Aly noticed.
"So how about it. What's the name of that beautiful piece of steel in your hands?" Celeste said.
Her forwardness aside it was hard for Aly not to feel at ease with Celeste. her effervescent and honest personality reminded her of another favorite red-headed friend of hers. He was significantly shorter but she could not help but notice the similarity. However, she still was not ready to extend that rank of 'friend' to Celeste just yet. That title had to be earned. Too many people in her life had abused that rank. So she held it very close to her heart. Aly gently shook her head and held her sword close to her chest. "No, I am sorry I can't"
"Whatever makes no difference from here nor there to me!" Celeste gave her a hearty smack on the shoulder. "No worries girlie, I know you've been through enough to make even a puppy suspicious." Celeste moved away from Aly and gestured toward the rest of the room.
Alyenna pushed herself off the floor and strapped her sword to her side. Feeling much more secure in her strange surroundings she decided to take Celeste's invitation to look around. Celeste was right, this was definitely the best place in the veil. It was the armory.
The room was lined with incredible weapons of all shapes and sizes from elegant jeweled daggers, to rusty long swords, and everything in between. Aly was positively giddy. To her, this was a vault of priceless treasures far more valuable than gold or jewels. These beautiful weapons held stories of great battles and heroic deeds. Each one unique in its story and history. Each one of value to anyone who had a chance to hold it. A necklace in the hand of a pauper could change his night. A sword in his hand could change their life. Each of these incredible weapons had a plaque. The plaque identified the name of the blade and the battles it was in.
Celeste observed Aly's excitement and was absolutely delighted in having such a strong common ground. She launched into full-blown tour guide mode. She led Aly around to each of her favorite weapons and told her how to use them and what great warriors had used them and their stories. Sometimes it was how it was made that made them special. Sometimes it was how they were used and even more rare was the combination of the two.
In-between the girls chatted happily learning a bit about each other's past. Aly still apprehensive was not forthcoming about her personal history. Luckily Celeste was more than happy to fill the conversational void with her own.
"When I was a young'in. Me, an' my Ma were in a slave camp. Ma was an elf. Best woman to ever exist. I would bet my life on it. She always put others first. It was a hard day when the illness took her. I was no more than nine.
I had a strong back for a nine-year-old and was a might bit bigger than some of the other kids my age. As you can tell." She winked. "'Round the time I started getting pretty, I decided it was best if I skedaddled from there. The drivers were taking a not so pleasant interest in my development." She explained needlessly, Aly already understood the seediest parts of the human mind.
Celeste cut off her own story eagerly to point out a rather deadly looking dagger. "That there belonged to Artemis of Enwyr! Nasty little assassin. He had many names among the nobility. Things like the poison shadow or the reaper. My lot loved him though, he liked to steal from those who were rich and selfish. The good nobility he left well enough alone. But the mean buggers they were fair game. Then he would turn over a good portion of his loot to the less fortunate. A Right true hero that one. My crowd and I all wanted to meet him, like some sort of celebrity. I was the only one of the bunch that actually did!"

[i] "Let your soul be built with a collection of moments. You won't realize it until much later. But these are the memories that make you."--Unknown.[\i]

Aly struggled to keep up with the 6-foot tall unrealistically fast Amazonian warrior. She was sprinting just to keep up with her enthusiastic gate. Celeste dragged her past mundane eleven cottages, fields of strange white elk, and finally into a very prominent looking building.
The building was beautiful in its natural simplicity. It was laced in and around the sacred forest. Not a single tree was cut down in its construction. Instead, it appeared as if the trees were manipulated to be a living building. Enormous trunks bent and stretched inter-twining together to form elegant archways and make way for enormous stained glass windows.
The interior was equally exotic. The floors were painted with the natural sunlight that poured through the stained glass windows. Smaller trees twined lovingly together to create Pointed Archways within the structure. As incredible and elegant as the building was Aly barely had time to take it all. She was panting as she was yanked past each artisanal window and archway in a blind chase of some exotic location. When she could have been perfectly happy absorbing the one she was in.
Celeste thundered through the hallways dragging Aly past important looking people and rooms. The pair bumped into several of those important people who huffed angrily at them as they passed. Aly would gasp an apology that often times missed its target because of the speed of their progress.
Abruptly Celeste stopped in front of a pair of double doors unremarkable in appearance or size. Aly, Unable to stop her forward momentum in time slammed hard into the red-headed hellion. Celeste tore open the double doors to the building and dragged a now exhausted Aly inside. Relieved to have arrived at wherever this place was Aly plopped down on the ground and began massaging her throbbing ankle. Secretly regretting her eagerness from earlier.
A loud clang as a silver and red object hit the floor in front of her. The terrible sound awoke Aly from her dazed reverie. Annoyed at first the emotion quickly evaporated and made way for relief and excitement.
In front of her was her sword. Her beautiful dragon hilt sword that she made on her first day in Tendaara. She picked it up and held it delicately like you would a small child. She traced the enchanted runes not caring that she did not know what they meant. She had not realized how precious this weapon had become to her. It was her symbol of freedom from a dark and tumultuous past.
"what's her name?" Celeste asked gently.
Startled by the intrusion Aly looked up at the fire-haired amazon. "I was told I am not to reveal her name. That the name of a sword is its power." She said protectively pushing her sword out of view.
"PFFFFT Celeste said. Names have power yes. But it is only a BAD thing if you tell your enemies. I am not your enemy I am your friend. If your friends know the name of your sword they can add to its power and aid you in battle."
Alyenna played with the concept in her mind. Usually, her friends took a little longer than a day to make it into her circle of trust. She eyed her new friend with great suspicion.
The ever-perceptive Celeste protested the suspicion."Hey! I earned that title! I helped you find lover boy! " The word lover was said with a gentle but noticeable tease that Aly did not in the least appreciate.
"He's NOT my lover" She protested vehemently. "He is my dear friend."
Celeste Cackled "Why are you so defensive! Baellnar is gorgeous any girl wouldn't mind a go at him if you know what I mean." She winked at Aly.

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Baellnar rolled his eyes affectionately and picked himself up off the grass and dusted himself off. "Good luck with that one!" He said to the orderly and glided off toward a large, important looking structure.
The orderly sighed, brushed himself off, and pleaded silently to Baellnar to comeback with his eyes. Then he eyed Aly, now prone on the grass once more. "Miss, we are only supposed to walk half a mile today no more."
Aly said nothing. She just glared at the orderly unsatisfied with the amount of freedom he was proposing. This stare-down went on for several minutes. Finally the orderly just left her there in the grass. Mentioning something about more important things to do. As he strode off in a huff a maniacal grin of glee crossed Aly's face. Once he was completely out of sight, she broke off in a run.
It felt amazing, sure there was a twinge in her ankle, but she did not care. Her ankle would heal. She felt the rush that came with the rhythmic pumping of her legs. She was in a world filled with magic.
Someone would figure out how to fix it if something happened . Was her last consideration before she focused fully on the rush of In the fresh air blowing past her face and lacing its way through her hair. She felt wild and free. She ran fast, faster than she usually did she did not care about pacing herself just about her newfound freedom.
When she was finally winded, she caught herself against a white oak tree. Its smooth bark intertwined with honey and pearlescent colors. Its emerald leaves dancing under the guidance of the wind. She took a deep breath and took in the world around her. These beautiful oaks were everywhere. As far as she could see. Animals sang brightly into the forest in an orchestral cacophony.
She leaned against the tree and closed her eyes absorbing the sanctuary around her finally relaxing. As she inhaled absorbed the fresh minty smell of the grass, the deep oak flavors of the forest around her, and the fresh light lavender in a field nearby. This was heaven she thought it had to be.
Then a strange sound broke her reverie. She heard swords clashing. She opened one eye to the sound and then lazily another. Her head tilted toward the direction and then her body driven by curiosity followed. She slowly pulled herself up through the bushes and bramble and saw flashes of red and silver.
She picked her way through the last of the bushes and found herself on a hill overlooking the entire heart of the veil. Its houses and buildings were small and elegant. Each one a part of the forest and not overtaking it. To the left of the buildings was a great open space filled with flat, dusty brown squares. In the center of the closest square was a girl she met the other night and some elven combatant.
She walked toward the training area. She took in the clamor of intense swordplay. Her hands were itching to get back into the ring and to train again. Too long she had been bereft of the feeling of cold hard steel in her hand and the strength that came with it.
The girl, Celeste, was impeccably skilled and held the strength of a demi-god. Not that Aly subjected herself to the opinions of your average chauvinist, but Celeste appeared to be stronger than any woman Aly had ever met.
Aly also noted that in her desperation Aly had neglected to absorb just how large Celeste truly was. This fire-haired warrior could easily be around 6 feet in height. She observed that even over large distances she could see Celeste's arms and legs were made purely of corded and powerful muscle. Though for all of her bulk Celeste moved like a dancer. Her motions were graceful and true. Each strike calculated each party precise.
Aly was fascinated this woman's style was artistic and bold. She had no fear for her opponent and never hesitated. She wielded an incredibly large shield and deadly looking mace.
Her opponent was no less powerful or adept. This was an elven male. Easily a foot taller than Celeste and incredibly muscular. He was wielding a two-handed ax. His movements were terrifying shaking the ground as he swung. They fought with the intensity of a deadly brawl, but would then bow and shake hands then begin again.
Alyenna squeezed herself behind a tree and a bush so she could more closely observe the skirmish. Fascinated she closely watched their stances and how they moved.
She watched how they angled their feet allowing them to spring out of each other's way quickly but with a deep stance to allow stability during a strike. Her eyes started calculating when Celeste should parry, strike, or dodge.
Aly was so absorbed with her study that she failed to realize that she had been creeping ever closer to the sparring ring. Abruptly large bright emerald eyes swerved her direction, and then the enormous shield started flailing about in the air as she waved her over. Aly was in awe of how effortlessly she held aloft the shield that was about her height above her head.
Celeste sprang forward jogging lightly to Aly and thwacked her on the back. The blow nearly knocked her off her feet, but luckily she just tipped forward a bit.
Moderately winded Alyenna beamed at the jolly red-headed giant. "Hey," she said awkwardly rubbing her neck. "How ya doin?"
"I am doing just peachy! Showing this big lug over here a thing or two about the real battle!" Celeste said punching him in the shoulder. The enormous elf glared at Celeste as he gathered his things. He was intimidating and like all other elves strangely beautiful. He resembled some sort of bodybuilder elf hybrid, which since those two things did not seem to belong together, was momentarily fascinating to Aly.
"Actually, I thought you were both very good! I would love to keep watching you guys spar if you don't mind?" Aly said hopefully.
Before her partner could answer Celeste said "Hah! Only on the battlefield! He still needs a tune-up in bed!" Seeing her partner's anger, Celeste piped up. "I am only kidding! You're great in bed!"
Aly suddenly felt incredibly uncomfortable. She shuffled her feet looking for a way to change the conversation. Luckily this time the big elf got a chance to speak.
He shoved the fire-haired amazon out of the way and held out his hand to Aly. "Don't mind her Aly; she takes a bit of getting used to. My name is Gorothon; You can call me Thon for short."He said his hazel eyes were twinkling. Then he leaned into Aly's ear and whispered "Honest she's great. she's a bit of a handful; but, really great."
Celeste eyed Aly suspiciously "Aren't you supposed to have a wispy little shadow hovering around you?" Then she loudly whispered to Aly "Elves like to hover."
Thon chuckled and started to walk away. "you girls have fun!"
After he turned around Aly eyed Celeste's slightly pointed ears questioningly. Celeste touched the ears in question and smiled "Oh, I am only HALF Elf!" She said brightly "C'mon after traveling with those two goons you are probably dying for some girl time. Come with me I will show you the fun things about this stuffy little glen." With that Celeste grabbed Aly by the hand and dragged her away from the training ring. Aly struggled to keep up the pace with real-life Amazon and ended up having to jog just to stay alongside her.
"where are we going?" Alyenna asked panting.
"Only the best place ever!" Celeste said her eagerness speeding up their progress. Alyenna no longer had the breath to ask questions, so she just allowed Celeste to drag her down winding pathways to their destination.