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[color=lightblue]"Hmm, so its that far away huh..."[/color] The dark mage mused. When the question of teleportation was brough up though, she laughed heartily. [color=lightblue]"There's not a lot of spellcasters who can just teleport all willy-nilly, you know? Well, unless they're doing short-range teleportation, but that'd hardly be useful since I wouldn't be able to bring you along anyway. Not to mention since I don't know where this Wailing Keep or capital is, I couldn't send us there even if I wanted."[/color] Apparently, Vanessa either didn't know long-ranged teleportation, or she needed to do some kind of set-up or prep-work in order to do it, as well as have knowledge of where she was actually going.

So, that was a bust.

When the Iskah brought up the topic of a war brewing, and The Order being involved, Vanessa's cheery mood took a slight dip though. She didn't get a dark shadow across her eyes or look like she wanted to strangle anyone or anything, but her smile [i]did[/i] vanish and she didn't say anything in response for a little bit.

[color=lightblue]"I see... So, those guys are involved with this situation too."[/color] A muttering, not to Iskah but to herself most likely. But then she perked right back up again. [color=lightblue]"How to get him out? Don't you worry, there's no end to our options in that department. As long as he shows up, we can get him."[/color] The dark mage boasted, a big old smug grin on her face now. [color=lightblue]"But competition, huh? [i]Scary~[/i] This Aun-fella must be hecka special if he's got multiple lovely girls vying for his attention."[/color] She was having a lot of fun it would seem.

[color=lightblue]"Still... Walking for a week doesn't really sound appealing, and if you've got others pining for your buck then we should probably hurr..."[/color] Her jesting tone subsisded for a slightly more serious tone. Just a bit though. So, Vanessa stopped, looked around the village/town/settlement for a bit, then approached a stret that had ample space - with little to no other foot-traffic besides herself and Iskah. She held out her free hand while grasping her ornate, gaudy staff in the other, clsoing her eyes and began to chant something... A foreign language perhaps? Whatever it was, it wasn't really discernable, but the wind picking up and swirling around the mage, making her already scandalous outfit have its loose bits flutter and flail dangerously close to showing off bits and bobs that would raise the ESRB rating of the story. Then, finally, her eyes shot open, she called out... Something...! And then there was a brief flash of light infront of the dark mage.

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And now there was a horse there.

Yup. A horse. A white one. With a silvery mane and tail. It looked around, nonchalantly, let out a horse-sputtering noise while shaking its head wildly for a moment, then returned to lazily scan the enviroment. Vanessa smiled triumphantly as she turned to Iskah, beckoning her over.

[color=lightblue]"See, teleportation isn't the only way we can speed ourselves along. This lil' guy can speed us along just fine. You know how to ride, Iskah?"[/color] She stated and asked, while standing next to the phantom steed and gently giving it a few strokes along its flank.