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Zero watched the man wait near the river and quickly grew bored. He went into the forest to train, sparring with his own shadow while his attunment with shadows kept track of the man who continued to wait.

Renais waited hours for the sun to set, spending the passing time channeling his powers. As the final rays of light fell below the horizon, Renais stood and looked toward the Menhir mountains, just barely visible in the distance. Renais whistled once then again in a slightly different pitch, repeating the process and forming a seemingly tuneless rhythm. A moment passed, then a roar echoed across the land, birds leaving their young in their nests and fleeing the tree tops. A shadow began to move across the land, clearly visible to Renais's magically enhanced eyes. It was moving quickly and quietly, other than the blood curtailing roar that it had produced. It's black wings came into focus, followed by head, and then the tail. Renais's dragon, Mar, closed in on his position, flapping its wings to slow down to land, Renais's hood flying off from the gales. Renais replaced his hood and walked toward his dragon. Its scales glistened in the moonlight like the stars in the sky. Renais placed a hand on its hide, then pulled himself up upon its back. The dragon snorted, then began to flap its wings, desperate to gain altitude. After a few seconds the dragon lifted from the ground and turned toward the plains of Relta, its black wings shining brilliantly in the night sky...

Dismounting at the sight of the temple she left her mount in the shelter of the trees. Leaving all but her staff, she began the walk towards the outer wall.
Finding her old tunnel ways she used as a pregraduate to sneak towards the town. She followed the tunnel to the main room of the Temple where they spent many hours in class, being drilled in the rules of the mages, and what's frowned apon.

She continued past the hallways where she grew up, and into the Royal chambers when she heard a loud bang eminating as if someone was throwing vases and other furniture. She ran towards the Sound....

"That's no longer your consern Princess Tari, For I, Kethsar, Mage of the Forgotten ways, have been chosen as your protector, and to allow you to disappear until your upcoming marrige." Kethsar bowed politely, acknowledging her place. "I'll no longer be able to show respect for you, as I must disguise you as a fellow mage. I understand you have a small apitute for magic?" She asked looking questioningly at her attire.

"Milady, I know, but I do not know if you should... I'd love to tell you. But.. the temple is not safe! We must leave at once, do you have a horse? clothes we can get you... Milady, there is no time to lose!" She said rushed, running around, picking up things the princess may want to bring along.

Tari stood and watched her run around frantically, "I need none of that Kethsar..." she stated raising an eyebrow, watching the rather young mage drop everything. Tari was lead down the path that Kethsar took. Oh how many times she has taken this path to escape duties she did not feel like doing. She stopped for a moment, and turned to the gargoyle, 'I do not remember this being here...' she thought to herself raising an eyebrow at it, before running to catch up with her protector.

Tari grinned, 'I knew that wasn't there before.' she thought to herself not surprised. She only stood behind Kethsar before turning her back to the two, before continuing to lead the horse out of the dark tunnel.
Shouts were heard from farther up the tunnel "She's over here!" a man yelled, running down the hallway towards the three.
"Kethsar..." Tari stated monotoniously, "they're coming..." she raised an eyebrow at the guards before shooting an arrow at them.
The arrow changed into a net, and surrounded the three guards that came looking for her.
"Leave him, and lets go already." Tari stated impatiently.

Zephyre had fallen from his place, thinking, I should have hid behind something.... angrily. He stood up and was about to answer the mage's question, but then he was frozen still, and they had taken off. His growls of anger were heard for miles. He then closed his eyes, and began chanting an encantation that would help him out of this mess.

Hours past, and he collapsed, losing feeling in his legs. He thrusted his hands down, and shot black flames to the ground, which propelled him upwards. He limped for a few minutes as he began to walk, until he finally could feel his legs, and they could move more easily. He took a deep breath, and cracked his neck, then stretched. He crouched down, and began to sniff. Sniffing for their scent.

Soon enough, he picked up a scent, and began to run away from it. It wasn't the girl or the princess. He ran the complete opposoite direction. For something was running after him now, with intent to kill....