Isabel lifted an eyebrow at him, "I mean it could....work...." She said as she crossed her arms thinking, what if he got killed? Or worse captured? Was it worth the risk, just for something that could be replaced? "I just don't like the idea, of you getting possibly killed....." she said in a worried glance at him, since they were after her, they'd most likely capture him to get to her. In the end she would have to get the wagon as far away as possible in order to have this successful.

Isabel lifted and eyebrow at his suggestion, anything was possible, but how long would it work? She shrugged, her plans were up in the air at this point and she was willing to try anything to stay safe a bit longer. "It's possible, I.....don't know though..." she said, she didn't like the idea of putting him in danger in the first place for her sake.

Isabel shook her head "He's seen both forms but dosn't or hasn't figured out it's me..." she said smirking at him, "he dosn't  know you're here..." which was an added bonus on both parties, the sooner they left the better, if they brought that barrier down while she was here....that would end  wry badly if magic was involved. She had no experience with that kind of magic. He sounded powerful....how was it that that man was able to hire someone like that? Shaking her head in thoughts, she went past Vlint and stood next to the wagon. She was ready if he wanted to grab his things. "I'm ready when ever you are..."she said.

Her happiness quickly soured at the new, she thought. "He's never hired a sorcerer as long as I've known him......" she could see that this was troublesome news. "They've always been anti-magic user people from what I've learned..." she said, "this is definately new and dangerous by the sounds of it..." She stated obviously, thinking out loud, " we'll good thing I have the wagon packed, we just need to move out. There's supplies and the furs I can sell later... I've got nothing left here.... The chickens can take care of themselves for a bit,"she nodded, "when ever you're ready, I can pull the wagon with my wolf form if we need until I can purchase a mount." Isabel said nodding towards the wagon.

Isabel heard his voice, excitement rose in her and out of lack of self control. She opened the door standing there staring as if it's been ages. She ran and hugged him. A deep hug she rarely gave, closing her eyes a moment and muttering "don't scare me like that again...." She whispered... it was weird having feelings after this short time. Isabel let go after remembering about his injuries, "sorry, sorry, I um...you ok?" she rubbed her arm nervously at what he'd do.

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Name Alavara Thelamin
Age 120
Gender female
Species elf
Ethnicity Adela
Height 5'4"
Occupation Druid/Healer
Residence Ketra

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Physical Description she has a pale skin tone with a lean hourglass figure, she has purple hair and violet eyes, she wears feathers and braids in her long flowing hair.



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Personality caring*curiosity*compassion* hopeless romantic*

Magic/Abilities

*healing magics: on people and animals alike.
*Telepathy: mind magic, can speak into another's mind

Relationships none
Alignment she is heterosexual

History
She lives on the outside of Ketra, and travels inward frequently to help the sick, and injured. Often visiting the barracks where soldiers train and come back from battles.

She has a small house that's build to blend into the environment. It has two bedrooms and a living area.
Her skills run deep, she can mix tinctures and healing balms for people to apply, she dose however do some things the old fashioned way, meaning stitches if it's life threatening or if she can't use her magic. If she uses too much of her magic at once she can pass out.


Spirit animal companion: name: Weave
Has an animal spirit companion. The spirit can shape-shift into what she needs it to be, creature wise usually always black with purple  eyes, it has purpled colored tips on the animal. Not even she has seen it's true form, though frequently shifts into a large wolf that she can ride on. It has three feathers sticking out of its fur. Often mimics her appearance. It is however very loyal to her, and doesn't need to eat or drink. It's furs or scales often resemble a purple, black galaxy colored with speckles of white in them.  It can also mimic speech but it usually mind speaks to Her only.

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The sorcerer held still on his way back to the camp, he listened, shooting a fireball in the air at a tree he thought he heard something. The area was quickly scorched, and the branch started to break. His eyes narrowed at the spot, but decided to move on once the moment was gone. Moving quickly, he ordered the two to be on guard. They were about halfway to the campsite. He would see his job through. He was paid good money for it. He could hear the branch fall, smiling coyly. That should give a warning, or at least a good scare.

They arrived at the camp, he quickly went to his tent, putting up a barrier of his own, digging through his texts until the books gave information....

*back at Home*

Isabel was worried....what if he didn't come back?! He was so stubborn, he needed to let it go. What ever was happening she needed to be prepared to leave. Getting up from the doorframe she decided to pack essentials. Grabbing a scatchel, she grabbed anything she could think of, food, all the coin she had and supplies. Plus any clothing items. Sticking it in the wagon, she'd pull it in her wolf form if she had to. Once she felt the need to be ready she waited by the doorframe once again.

Isabel, stood by the door she could see the barrier ripple. It was weakened, but still..... she felt worried. Why was she worried? It wasn't like this was her home....she slammed a fist lightly against the door frame, she crouched down and hugged her knees in the doorway. Watching with her emerald eyes, the ripples, she wrapped her cloak around her gently.

The sorcerer marked each sigil, each calculation to bring the barrier down. It would take some time, there were two guards present that the Baffon left him. He sniffed, cowards, they were afraid of a girl....who probably had no magic. Standing up his black and red cloak, waved in the sudden wind. His dark brown eyes glinted, as he stopped for the time being, "come I must do some research, I need to study my books..." he ordered the two men. They scoffed at him, hardly respecting him. The man lifted a hand and grabbed the air like he was grabbing the nearest man's throat. The man scuffed for air, grabbing at his throat before being let down to the ground. "Do better to show some respect."The sorcerer said. They went back to the campgrounds.....

Isabel hesitated "But..." she stuttered, forcing her silence. Easing out of it as she listened, she could hear faint talking but couldn't understand it. She pressed against the doorframe. When he spoke....her heart leaped at him, when he touched her shoulders, she reached up. Before she could even do anything it was gone, he spoke once more. Isabel nodded, seeing his hesitation.....she reached a hand out slightly but stopped the moment he was gone.....damn it.....she thought. Feeling more confused about him rather then the attacks, she had a bad feeling she knew who had found her....

Gideon and his men were working their way back to the camp. He held a crossbow in one hand and arrows in the other. He was prepared for the worst, if that girl had magic.....it gave him a fire for her, he wasn't prepared for and it excited him. Laughing loudly, Gideon went back to his tent once they arrived and poured his attention to his plans on the table. While the sorcerer was studying the outside of the barrier tracing where it was with a piece of chalk.

Outside the barrier, the sorcerer pounded attacks, strong attacks that would disintegrate a man. The force was weakened but still there, he stopped, thinking, he hadn't seen many of these old barriers. It was from people before them. "What did you stop for?! Keep going!"Gideon ordered. The sorcerer knew better, "I need time to figure out it's source then, then I'll be able to bring it down," the sorcerer said eyeing the man, "have your men ready, I'll bring this down within three days."The sorcerer said, "I didn't pay you to take your time...." Gideon said walking up to him. "Fine, three more days, then we bring it down!" his cooperation would only go so far, if the sorcerer couldn't pull through. While they rambled on past the tree line and back into the forest.

Isabel held her breath, the last few attacks nearly had her cringing at the thought. "I think it's done...." She said obviously, she hid behind the door frame, she couldn't hear anymore. However she still no longer felt safe here. "We have to go, the further we're away from this place the better...." she said. 

Isabel, smirked, nodding. She would keep him around as long as she could. When she was relaxing, during the two days he spent sleeping, she was surprised how long he could sleep. The day came, and she started gathering and packing for the journey alone, it was tedious. She gathered furs on her wagon incase she had buyers. A couple of covering reverse skins for when or if it rained, she organized the wagon as it was, sues on the seat to make it comfortable, she brought empty sacks to fill them with grain. Some of which she was second guessing to even come back....

Now she just needed something to pull the cart, and get them there. She waited for him to wake jumping down from the wagon. There was an eerie feeling in the air. Isabel was anxious to get going. Something just wasn't right, a blast hit the barrier, then again. Setting her stuff down she went inside, heading to Vlint's room, "Vlint?! Vlint! There's something wrong with the barrier!" She said quietly, she looked around his room, as he lay there she wondered if she should shake him awake.... She could hear another blast, as it shook the house.

Isabel nodded, making eye contact, it didn't feel awkward like she'd thought... she felt mesmerized by him, she'd never seen his kind before only heard rumors. Being alone did things to her she didn't like. I fleeting thought....no not when they just met. She needed to get to know him a bit better first, if that was even possible.

Romanticizing things weren't helping her, giving her heart something to hope for. Nodding at his answer, "I feel within the next two days, to give some time for you to rest," she said, smiling slightly, he needed it.

Isabel was stopped, turning towards him..... it didn't hurt, it was just unexpected. She put the bucket down and put her hand on her chest in shock. But before she could say anything.... His words, every word flowed into her, he seemed still as worried as she was. She gave him a trusting, longing look. His ruby eyes lent every word, she nodded, thinking a moment about what he said, as he let go she reached for his hand, holding it, "Can I ask you....to come with me?" She asked sincerely...perhaps it was for the better she needed out of this trap of a house....she held his hand firmly but gently. Then she let go, it was different having feelings for someone she'd just met.....

She swallowed, he had to groan like that.....closing her eyes she continued with soft movements. Making sure things were clean and both honey drops and lotion applied, it looked a lot better already....if this was what it was going to be like between them..... she shook her head... how was she to know he'd stay? Loosing herself in thoughts, she remained quiet..... finishing once he started wrapping his arm after she cleaned her hands, "If I go into town.....you said you'd come with me?" She asked again thinking, she really didn't want to be alone right now, when things were very rough between her and her enemies.....stepping to the side. Cleaning gathering the dirty gauze in a different spare bucket. "Fine...we can go into town, it might take a few days to find everything, for that we'll have to go to an inn." she felt safer with him, but there was always that risk, that Gideon was already in town.... It was a risk she was willing to take....

Isabel nodded, she dunked a rag in the bucket, wringing it out, watching him use his knife to cut more gauze. She wouldn't want to be on the wrong side of him....ever. She started peeling the rags off, his cuts were deep, lifting her eyebrow  as she gently cleaned the wound with the cold water, "I'm surprised you're not requesting stitches." She said jokingly.... She worked her hands around the wounds and softly cleaned them. Once they stopped bleeding a bit she reached for the jar of herbal honey, using her fingers to dab some ointment in she grabbed a cloth, and covered the wound with the gauze. It stuck easier with the honey, she didn't need to apply any adhesive. "It's looking a lot better already." she said happily. Wounds unless they were life threatening didn't bother her very much, maybe it was the wolf in her.

Isabel nodded, thinking, she could accept the offer, but what if they got captured? She eyed Vlint, watching him struggle, smirking, she didn't say a word and brought the bucket of water over and went to his back, "you know I could help if you'd like.... I have a gentle hand, Promise..." she said behind him.... She'd dressed her own wounds before but the back definitely needed some help.

Isabel liked the idea.... She looked between him and out the window....she was scared....crossing her arms, worriedly.... Running her fingers through her hair, "I'll need some time to think, why don't you go get some rest,"she said, she noticed he'd smiled just a little. She almost wanted to believe....... She walked over and set the jar of honey balm on the table for him. Isabel was worried, worried it was no longer safe to even travel.

Isabel stopped what she was doing, blinking, then thinking, putting her hand to her chin thoughtfully. "I don't know, it's be a couple of days till you'd be back....if at all...."She said, how was she supposed to trust him, when they'd just practically met. It'd take some prepping to get a wagon around and a horse. "I'll probably just wait, it takes too much time to prep, you're still free to visit town though! You don't have to stay here, just because of me..."she said, a bit saddened, but it was after all  probably just reliant on a dream or some stupid feeling....she leaned against her counter facing him.

Isabel nodded, feeling a bit cold, but she brushed it off, maybe it was nothing. He sincerely seemed to not notice, even if she tried. 'Oh well....' She thought. Just brushing her ego aside and getting up to grab some more ointment in one of her bigger jars. She'd made this last spring, with the honey she'd found..... she'd need to restock it soon, either with farmers honey or wild. It'd take forever to find a wolf hive.

She didn't have that kind of time. Frowning she grabbed a bigger jar and nodded. She didn't want payment, his company was more than enough for her. "I'll be right back, I'm going to grab some more cloth out of the wooden chest." It was mainly used as storage, for things like this. She smiled slightly as she walked around to clean things up, their new routine. This would be a quiet life if Isabel would have him as a regular guest.

Washing the dishes she put the scraps in the bucket for the hens. Which she needed to feed later. "I'll have to go into town and re-supply with a wagon load soon but.....with the danger it's been hard to make due with what I carry..." even in wolf form it just wasn't enough supplies. She'd need fresh honey, herbal mixes she couldn't get here, and cracked corn for the chickens, and whatever veggies she'd need to feed the both of them. It'd be a costly trip.

Isabel nodded, watching him, was she the only one starting to have feelings.....had she been that lonely? "The magics we're here before me....i just found this place five years ago, but the magic remains strong.....for now. There are cracks forming in the stones themselves." She said, once those stones broke all together this place wouldn't be safe anymore. Gazing into Vlint he seemed calmer now then yesterday, she gazed down at his wounds.... "Do you need more cloth for your wounds? I could help wrap them properly?" She said blushing. It wasn't unprecedented, but she just couldn't shake those feelings off....