Tch. You have the form <i>all wrong</i>, Mattie. And <i>numi'tarln</i> naming is an art form. Hmph. (I do like the ring of that name, though, fun to say). -- What's in a name?

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Subject: Tch. You have the form all wrong, Mattie. And numi'tarln naming is an art form. Hmph. (I do like the ring of that name, though, fun to say).

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Date Posted: 19:25:11 01/27/02 Sun

When Eli'ana-me is completely in the house, she reverts back into the form of the winged-woman. She gives the old man a quirky smile, nodding to Mideon and Glenn.

"Two traveling companions I picked up on the road. They're trustable enough. Though they do think quite highly of themselves." She grins at Mideon and Glenn for a moment before her smile fades and she looks at the old man more earnestly. "Ysar'nar�a-kei, have you heard wind of my search? Unniu'meidrui-le said she had sent word to you. It is not," she pauses, "essencial that I find it again. But..."

She pauses again, looking a little hung. The old man smiles, putting a hand on her shoulder. His sparkling eyes take her in knowingly. "Yes, I have, and I have found it for you, child. But I cannot give it to you. You must recieve it."

Eli'ana's eyes narrow in confused thought. "I don't understand..."

"You will," Ysar'nar�a assures her. He turns to Mideon and Glenn. "One of you I need to go with this girl. She's forgetful and loses things easily, you see," the smile on his face shows that this might not be entirely true, but perhaps some kind of inside humour. "But only one of you. The other is not needed." He waits for acceptance from either of them.

((Like the names, Mattie? =P))

Tel�tari glances down from her mount at Caoilte. "I travel for the love of the road and the forest," she answers. "While I love my father's elven home, I love reckless freedom more." A sardonic grin, tainted with wild, plays across her lips. "My sister, Elerrina, is the opposite, but I thought the road may be good for her. And Tristan is another traveler who has taken company with us."

Close enough to the truth. Tel�tari passes the gates into town, continuing as she rides, "Nothing brought us here in particular. Except you, I suppose."

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