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Softly Nirayane played on her verdant sprite ocarina while resting atop one of the many tall trees that bristled above the bustling, cobblestone streets of the capital Ivek, soon to settle with the dying sun nestling herself behind the high hills of the west, casting lovely, warm shades of pinks, reds, and oranges across the ever darkening sky fading into a calm and serene evening.  Her eyes were closed as the peaceful melody she composed upon the quaint, little instrument lulled her into a deep, almost ephemeral trance, a trance unfortunately she broke from when she heard a familiar voice below her, that of Hotarubi, a strange name for the lass, but then again Nira's name was hard to pronounce as well.  Typical of the old Elvish dialect.  Dmitri, the red tailed hawk perched gallantly upon her bare left shoulder, let out a screech to give away her position, in case her ocarina hadn't, and with that, the elven huntress leapt from her high perch atop the larch and with utmost grace landed on both feet safe and secure before Hotarubi, giving her a curt nod as greeting.