[h2]Candaeln Gardens[/h2]

"[i]I[/i] think that being friends with someone doesn't require them to be useful," Lilette added, the elf's eyes getting a slightly faraway look, "Or in some cases even if they're actively [i]unhelpful[/i]. Not even considering children... even now, my daughter's quite a handful."

She brushed her green hair behind an ear, thinking on the question. "Summoners are [i]very[/i] rare in here. I think there might be only one, if you go to the mage's college and ask around then she might be willing to help. She has no affiliation to the Roses or Thaeln, so she may be reluctant to help..."

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[h2]Candaeln Stables[/h2]

"Ah? Of course, littler captain," the huge blond man said, turning away from where he was patting an [i]equally[/i] massive horse. Could something so big even count as a warhorse? But it didn't have the proportions or air of a workhorse. "Want to get a drink? I thought you had been training over with Lilette."

Not that he was really waiting for an answer, one arm gently pushing her along in case Fanilly got too nervous to follow along towards the kitchens.

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[h2]Outside Talderia[/h2]

"Now, why would I ever do that?" Edwin asked, raising an eyebrow, "If I did [i]that[/i], I'd be predictable, and you wouldn't learn anything, would you?"

Of course, before he had even gotten to the 'predictable', Parvahn had chosen to strike again--but this time, it wasn't by rocketing around, it was by [i]his[/i] spear releasing a lance of blue energy. One that exploded quite dramatically when it hit its eventual target. [i]Now[/i] Renar had to bear in mind that it was entirely possible for the magical attack to come from either direction--and while Edwin's blade was easier to avoid than Parvahn's charging, he didn't need to do anything fancy to keep the pressure up with normal attacks.

It wasn't like a dragon was going to be kind enough to stick to [i]one[/i] attack or another.

Of course, when they got him again, Edwin [i]would[/i] attack straight away. Variety, even if predictable, was his aim.

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