[hr][hr][h1][b][i][center][color=pink]Cuyler Eysteinsson[/color][/center][/i][/b][/h1]
[center][img]https://i.pinimg.com/originals/17/46/62/1746629a0d4eb76f6573c9d2fcfa3b80.gif[/img][/center]

[hr][center][color=pink]Location: The Palace Library[/color] 
Skills:[/center][hr]

Cuyler’s eyes remained on Arya, even as Rowland moved to leave them. The two of them remained and he watched Arya as she began to pace and speak. Tears made tracks down Cuyler’s eyes as he listened to her correct him. A brief flicker of rage flowed through Cuyler at her observation of him putting status above them. Did she honestly think that was the statement he was making? Arya was far out of his league, even now he believed that. No, when Cuyler made that statement he was referring to the control he needed to learn so he didn’t harm her again, like he had before and right now, Cuyler was getting dangerously close to losing control as wave after wave of emotion crashed through him.
Then there was this vow she made to the Castle. To put it's people above her and everything she ever desired. Well, Cuyler wasn't part of the Castle or the people here and if Arya was stating she was putting herself second, then didn't Cuyler still fall into that category? Or was he even lower still. 
[color=pink]”Perhaps a Wizard who understands this vow would be better suited to you as well,”[/color] Cuyler pushed out. His chest started to burn and become heavy with the words he just spoke out loud, words he had confirmed Arya had said. His throat tightened as he struggled to breathe around the breaking of his own heart. Even the death of his family, of his village wasn’t this devastating. 

[hr][hr][h1][b][i][center][color=#006400]Amarantha[/color][/center][/i][/b][/h1]
[center][img] https://data.whicdn.com/images/79246868/original.gif[/img][/center]

[hr][center][color=#006400]Location:[/color] The Palace Boat Launch ---> Wizards Tower
Skills: [/center][hr]

Amarantha smiled, pleased to hear Myrus accepting of Lennox and Luna’s assurance of the discussion they had had earlier in regards to the Prince’s safety. The Prince then turned to Amarantha and asked for a private moment with his sister. He seemed in good spirits though and Amarantha nodded, backing off just as the Prince leaned in to whisper to his sister. It must be some secret for even Amarantha couldn’t hear a thing the Prince said. 
She looked at Lennox and nodded for him to return to his post. With the Prince now guarded and Luna with her guard, Amarantha left. She took to the Palace halls, nodding to servants as she passed and reminded the guards to be diligent as she passed them back onto the streets of the Castle. She maneuvered through the growing crowd with ease, listening for anything amiss as she made her way to the Tower for the wedding. Once at the tower she made her rounds to all on guard, confirming their positions and their readiness for the wedding and what distractions may befall them from having so many people in one place. 

[hr][hr][h1][b][i][center][color=#1E90FF]Ahote Proudstar[/color][/center][/i][/b][/h1]
[center][img]https://66.media.tumblr.com/8e8347f08df604c2d392330a3956fd11/tumblr_inline_p0763z8IWe1rv8m50_540.gif[/img][/center]

[hr][center][color=#1E90FF]Location: Snake Slipway ---> Wizards Tower[/color]
Skills: Enhanced Condition[/center][hr]

The Castle opened up below them as they flew and Ahote drank everything in. He held onto the talon’s of Grim’s dragon though, a slight fear of being dropped but he didn’t let that stop him from looking around. With his enhanced sight, everything looked more brillant from up here. The adrenaline coursing through Ahote at the moment most likely helped that as well. They started to slow and Ahote realized that the dragon was about to land. He gripped tighter, worried he was about to be stood on but Grimspound released Ahote expertently onto his feet. He let out a heavy breath, feeling much better with his feet firmly planted on the ground. Grims shifted back and fixed his appearance while Arnora made comment on his holding back. Ahote had to agree with the woman as he ran a hand through his own hair, using his fingers to take some of the tangle out. 
Ahote looked around them. Now how would they get down from the top of the building. He noted the sealed window as their only means of exit. Well, Ahote could help with that, hopefully there would be a near enough floor on the other side of that window. Arnora walked over to him then and inquired about his well-being. He looked over and smiled at the woman with a nod. 
[color=#1E90FF]”As invigorating as that new form of transportation was, I feel much more comfortable being on the ground,”[/color] he said and looked over at the wizard they had just saved. [color=#1E90FF]”We should get him some help.”[/color] Ahote moved away from Arnora to the window. He looked around the well enforced window, looking for a hold in which he could grab onto and pull. Rolling his shoulders back, Ahote grabbed onto the framing and pulled, the force of which caused the window to shatter. 
Although Ahote was covered in glass shards and cut multiple times, it mattered little as within seconds he healed completely. As the cuts sealed over though he felt a bit, off. Not in such a bad way but the [b]Magyk[/b] from the window seemed to tingle up his bloodstream and through his body. Not sure what to make of it, Ahote brushed some of the glass away so they wouldn’t cut themselves before he stepped back and looked at Arnora. 
[color=#1E90FF]”Après vous,”[/color] he said, waving Arnora forward. He moved back to the Wizard in order to help him into the building.