[color=aba000][b][h3]Elthrael Vol'Kerno[/h3][/b][/color]

Time: Morning
Place: Roshmi

The male fairy had given a slight scoff at Elsea's words, how things had turned out for the worse inbetween them.

[i][color=aba000]'Such ungratefulness for being alive. Those which do not value life is not going to last long in it.'[/color][/i] He thought to himself, watching the redhaired woman with cold eyes. That's when she decided to pull a stunt with her mystical power over the flame, lighting a small flame in his lap. This caused Elthrael to rush up to his feet completely, his face serious and his mannerisms defensive. His movement was swift, and while he seemed like he wanted to say something in the heat of the moment he didn't, as he brushed off his clothing.

[b][color=aba000]"The power is not a toy."[/color][/b] He said through gritted teeth, his fists tightening as he stood before the gathering by the table.

[b][color=aba000]"Those who do not respect the power, will end up being consumed by it. Remember that well..."[/color][/b] He said in a snarling manner, spreading his mothlike wings before ascending into the air. Where he began to hover for a moment, giving the gathering one final look before he dashed away into the air, vanishing over a building. As he flew his mind gathered upon what he had now confirmed.

[i][color=aba000]'To awaken that anger in her is the only way she will be of any use. To control a mere candleflame will not matter against the lich. Perhaps if one poke her enough times her rage will consume her and anyone else near her. Though that would be problematic with the princess present. She must be removed from the rest.'[/color][/i] The fairy mused in his own thoughts, as he flew over several of the houses, before landing on one.

[i][color=aba000]'Oh well, maybe they will get caught by the dark elves, if that is the case the princess will most likely be spared to be brought before the lich. Too bad I will not allow either the dark elves or that mangy vulpine have their way with her.'[/color][/i] He softly began to chuckle to himself as he sat down at the top of the building, looking down to the various people traversing below.

[i][color=aba000]'Now pray tell, where are the rest of these humans hiding?'[/color][/i] He pondered as he spotted a nearby clothing line with a dark brown cloak and hood being dried, the dark winged fairy flew over and balanced his feet on the line before reaching down to pick them from the line. They were dry. A slight disguise for a search of the city. Elthrael flung the cape around him and attached it softly, he didn't want it to hinder him too much, and be able to discard it quickly if he had to, the hood was attached to it. He pulled it over his head and then took off, landing abit further away. Where he began to wander the streets, his hands and arms hidden under the cloak alongside his mothlike wings.

The city was vast as it was crowded, there was a lack of trees in Elthrael's view. He would never find ease in staying at this place for too long. The thought struck him just how long he had stayed in the forests near the river kingdom. The fairy finally decided to fly up and sit at a large withered tree at the border to the old graveyard. Just past the stone wall and close to the old gate. 

[color=aba000][b]"Well isn't this a lively place. At least it's a change from the flamehairs…"[/b][/color] He said in a low manner to himself, his gaze falling to the nearby streets he could see from his vantage point.