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Noel had begun to pack up some of his belongings, the little knick knacks that he had gotten along the way to Palmyre. Most of the settlers who arrived were given a free tent and some blankets, most had brought their own along with large wagons of their own in addition to the few that the Desert Hare had with them. Noel knew better than to bring everything with his, his life was a simple one, he didn't need much as he had already lost everything before. The knight wasn't willing to lose it all again, so he figured it was best to not hold all his cards in one hand.

The sun's warmth graced his skin as he took a deep breath, eyes grazing across the fields of tents filled with many people all wanting the paradise known as Hatari. Noel had the same dream as the rest of them, to live in peace, to have a life where they weren't constantly running and hiding, looking over their shoulders just in case there was a dagger there to pierce them.

Snapping back into reality, Noel called out to his daughter, "Éowyn?"@Eisenhorn

"You have," Cyprus said as he was soon greeted by a man and his wyvern. He quickly raised his hand in a warming gesture, both towards the wyvern rider and to command Yusef to stand down as without even having to look he knew what raced on in the laguz's mind. "If refuge is what you seek here in Palmyre then we will grant it, otherwise we must ask you to leave."

Cyprus was old but he was a talented user of light magic, knowing full well the extent of his powers, he stood confidently that if need be he would strike down any man or beast who wanted to harm those within his caravan. "I am Cyprus, I lead the Desert Hare. Might I ask for your name and the name of your beautiful wyvern?"

@Lord of Evil

Éowyn had been wandering the camp, slipping away from the sight of her father as he was busy in a little world of his own. She was a bright six year old girl with a curiosity that expanded many horizons. Her youthfulness and bright innocence carried her strongly as did the brand that marked the nape of her neck.

The girl skipped along with a bag full of honey-covered candies, flashing her charming smile as she waved to the others who had come to Palmyre. There were other kids all running and playing around the camp, but Éowyn was told not to mingle with them per orders from her father. Tossing another sweetened candy into her mouth she stopped in her tracks as a feeling in her gut made her freeze.

The feeling wasn't a painful one, the feeling felt more like the warmth of a fire on a cold night, where the heat dances across your skin, etching every inch of you with warmth. That sensation caused the girl to stop and stare, blankly at the man who stood before her. He was a stranger, she knew that was for certain, but there was something about him that had a familiar aura.

"You shouldn't be wandering alone." The man said. "Even this camp has wolves in sheeps clothing, young one."

Éowyn stood there silently, taking the advice of the man to heart. She felt his words etch into her brain as she figured he knew what he was talking about. There seemed to be no ill-will in his advice, but she nodded, turning right back around the way she came as she began sprinting towards their tent.

Not paying any attention to where she was going, Éowyn didn't notice when she bumped into a caped man, knocking her to her feet, dropping her bag of candies along the way. "Ooph, s-sorry!" She muttered as she picked herself off the ground, dusting the dirt from her dress. She looked up at the man, bright-eyed and innocent, then down to her candies that had fallen out of her bag, sniffling beginning and tears forming.

Abram sat in awe as he watched Claire work her own little magic. He was astounded by the sight of her changing the biology of her hands into smaller, child-like ones to slip out of the ropes, something that was strangely cool yet also a bit odd to see. He knew she said to play it off like he wasn't being untied, but Abe couldn't help but show a bit of surprise at the quick thinking of the auror.

"I don't think they're watching," Abram finally said. "When I was being taken out, it didn't seem like they were. They dragged me to a room pretty far. I think we're in some kind of warehouse."

Feeling the freedom of the ropes being off, Abram flashed a smile and another playful wink, with his spirits on the rise thanks to Claire's amazing efforts. Next would be his turn in whatever plan they were concocting, but he needed new players in before he could actually start.

"Claire," Abram said with a grin. "When the next guy comes in the room, I'm going to try and get their wand. You'll need it when you get out of this room since there's wards in here. Just keep running and I'll be right behind you, okay?" His plan was fairly simple, he would take on whatever guard was coming in the room to take Claire and wrestle for his wand, handing it to Claire so she would be armed when she got out of the room. He would trail behind her, in hopes that they would find an exit or at least a place to hide that didn't have wards placed in them.

Not a moment after Abe explained his plan to his partner, the locks at the door clicked. He glanced over at Claire one last time, nodding in preparation of his plan he conjured up.

As the man entered the room and neared the two who were seated up against the wall, Abram began counting down in his head, "Three, two... one." Once the man was in front of Claire, reaching his hand out to her, Abram lunged, tackling him down to the ground. The man was a lot bigger than Abram, but with the surprise attack, the young auror was able to get him on his back. With his hands free, Abram began swinging punches at the man's head. He got two solid hits in, but was soon caught by the rock solid fists of the guard, sending him into a bit of shock.

Recovering quickly from the adrenaline, Abram ricocheted back into action sending an elbow down towards the man, who caught it with his meaty hands. Abram noticed that he was about to shout something, so quickly thinking he slipped his left arm and managed another punch, only allowing the man to gasp out a grunt. Red anger began radiating from the guards eyes as he swiftly and smoothly flipped them, causing Abram to be the one now on his back.

The large man chuckled, knowing he had full control now as he raged one powerful punch downwards at Abram. The blood quickly pour out from the blow but Abram was doing his best to provide time for Claire to get out, but he knew she was still probably waiting on one thing, the wand. That's when he saw it as he laid underneath the gigantic wizard, it was holstered in his belt. Blocking his face as another punch came flying down, he quickly lifted and bent his legs as far up as he could, wrapping them around the guard's arms. His arms were larger than expected as Abe's legs weren't even able to warp around them for too long, but he managed to give himself an opening as he reached for the wand, quickly tossing it over to Claire.

"Go!" He roared as he was preparing himself for another blow.

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