A long sigh came from the young mage as she walked down the muddy road, thoughts clouding her mind as the weight of her mission hung in the air. Though the kingdom of the elves and the kingdom of the humans thought the stone should go to one of them, Eliza knew it belonged to no one. The stone must be detroyed, or else history would repeat itself, and the kingdoms would destroy each other. The world as they knew it would end if this evil wasn't done away with, and Eliza had the feeling she was the only one that could see this. The old mage that raised her had died years ago, and she missed his guidance in this matter. He always knew what to do when she was unsure, and at the moment she was more unsure then she had ever been in her life. 

She had a duty to protect the kingdoms. Long ago she had sworn to herself that she would protect and care for others, however at this point it seemed as though the kingdoms were beyond all reason. "Foolish girl." "What do you know?" "You're too young to understand." Those were the words both of the kings had said to her when Eliza had tried to reason with them. She wanted to help, but was it really worth helping them when they wouldn't listen? The thought of simply leaving and letting fate decide had occured to her, but there was a little voice that kept saying that she could help. She could save them. 

Still there was doubt. It would be very ambitious of her to attempt a task by herself that a whole legion of knights had not been able to accomplish. There was no doubt that others would be on the road to the ancient kingdoms, and that they would in time run into one another. If she kept her true intentions of destroying the stone a secret, then perhaps some allies would surface. 

On the other hand, she had heard of a mercenary in the town she was approaching that might help her. Perhaps she could find him, and if she offered enough money, he may join her cause to destroy the stone.