[h1][color=007236]Eliza[/color][/h1]

I sighed as I made my way down the road, thoughts clouding my head as the weight of my mission hung over me. I was neither for Barradale, or Adanon. The Ferra Stone belonged to no one, and I thought that the kingdoms would be smart enough to figure this out, but obviously I was wrong. The stone needed to be destroyed, or we would repeat history. Surely they could see that! A frown had made it's way onto my usually relaxed face, and I couldn't help but feel apprehensive. If I didn't manage to get there before everyone else, the world as we knew it would end. I knew I would probably meet others on the road that were also looking for the stone, and I hoped they wouldn't try to stop me.



[h1][color=598527]Elion[/color][/h1]

As I made my way out of the forest and onto the road, I was relieved to see a familiar face. The Mage Eliza and I had crossed paths many times, and I was hoping that perhaps she would accompany me on the journey to the ruins of the ancient kingdoms. "Eliza, Cormamin lindua ele lle." (Translation: My heart sings to see thee.) The mage was rather well known in my kingdom, as she helped us to disband a gang of dark elves that had tried to cause issues. I owed her a great deal, and I knew I could trust her.