'Syndra'

"I...I see," murmured the elven girl as she watched the man casually talk about some rather nonsensical stuff that she had no idea about. Her ears twitch with every odd word, but what she did know was that this man was dead set on making her the protagonist of his book no matter what, despite the trouble it may cause them. 

"You know-" Her words were interrupted as a sudden construct began to form itself within a mighty luminescent flash of light. It was... a flying ship of sorts, one that the girl had never seen before. A bright smile emerged upon her lips before she let loose a childish laughter filled with glee before running towards the ship. Hopping onto it with her bare feet, she danced around a bit on top of it like a child stepping foot into a candy store for the very first time. 

This was something she had only read of in stories and fairy-tales, yet here something like this was was real and in reality... beneath her very own feet. 

"Caster... this is amazing... Another one of your powers I take it...? Simply stunning!" she exclaimed loudly as she twirled and danced around the deck of the ship. "Let's be on our way to the Church and attend to your business in return for showing me this great thing!"