[color=7ea7d8][center][h3][u]Eleanor Jehenne[/u][/h3][/center][/color]
[center][sub][@Rekaigan][/sub][/center]
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Eleanor winced when he heard someone catch up to her. She glanced over her shoulder and was somewhat relieved when she saw it was the elf...girl? Elf woman? She might be a thousand years old or something ridiculous like that. Either way, the elven...female introduced herself as Amila Yilen, 'Sage of the Wilds'. That caught her off guard; Eleanor wondered if she was really a proper "Sage", as in the title granted by the Sages of Ciir, or just a sage. 

[color=7ea7d8]"Greetings, Amila Yilen."[/color] Eleanor slowed down a bit. [color=7ea7d8]"I am Lance Corporal Eleanor Jehenne."[/color] She repeated what she said just moments ago. The lance corporal extended her hand to return the handshake, though she leaned slightly backward and blinked at the raven on her shoulder.

[color=7ea7d8]"You have a pet raven?"[/color] Eleanor asked, transition her handshake into an inquisitive gesture at the black bird that was covered in strange blue markings. She thought to herself that it was better than having a large pet bear.