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Elann never drifted off. Her bond would remain buzzing all night, yet there were times when her husband's faded. Elann actually enjoyed traveling at night. It seemed to make the distance they made take no time at all. Laying on her husband's lap with her head, she continued to pet his thigh, lulling him into deeper sleep, but then the wagon would bump and he would come back awake.

They went on like that until she had felt them come to a stop. She eventually head out the back and met with the people who were being gathered up. It was pitch black out, but the head wagoner had a lantern. He expressed how they were camping here for the night and then there were some questions raised as to how safe it was. He spoke to the distance they had traveled and how unlikely it would be for them to pursue. He then went into how the guards were going to keep an eye out all night long and that people should pitch their tents.

Much like in the earlier evening, the cook went about getting a fire started, but there was a lot more grumbling due to the darkness. Eventually he got it going though as the questions finally stopped hitting the wagon master and sleepily he began to cook another meal for people who wanted something. Alena's parent came to Elann to ask how she was doing and she said fine. They told Elann they would come get her after they set up their tent.

It was then that Elann came back by the wagon and quietly climbed up inside. Feeling Noah's bond active, she moved silently over to the tent and knelt down to speak softly to her husband.

"They will come get her in a few minutes. I'm going to make up the tent because we are stopping here until noon. Did you want something to eat? I think the cook is making something."

If he did, she would as quietly as possible, haul the tent out and leave it in the spot she was going to set up, but she would first get him food. If not, she would just begin to set up the tent and light a lantern inside since it was so dark. The moon was thickly behind some clouds and only the fire seemed to give the small area a tiny bit of light.

Eventually Alena's parents and Elann would come back to the wagon and they would express their thanks for watching her. Elann would come in and collect the little girl, who naturally did not wake up and would likely wake up in their tent like it was all a dream. Elann would then proceed to help Noah move to the tent where an extra nice comfy bed had been made. Inside it was light, but from the outside, there was little evidence that a lantern was indoors.
It was hard to hear someone who professed their love for her say that he didn't know if he could forgive her. It was understandable as their fight hadn't been that long ago, but hearing his words showed just how truly hurt he was inside. She wished she could ask him why he hadn't communicated how her actions were hurting him, but he had, and she had ignored it to a point. She had been selfish in her demands and all she could do was look down to his lap and nod disappointingly.

His voice cracked through the air again and his words this time brought a little hope back to her distress, evening her back out, and she looked up to him with a little smile. It was then she leaned in to lightly place a kiss on his lips, lingering there romantically a moment with him. It was her answer to him, but just so he didn't feel she ignored him, she also spoke in a soft whisper.

"You mean a lot to me too."

Both of them knew they couldn't discuss the event in any way louder than they were, so Elann gave up on the conversation and instead showed him the affection of his wife. Much like Alena, she then lay against her husband. Instead of being up under his arm like Alena was, she took up residence more along his legs, nuzzling there lovingly and laying perpendicular to his body. The wagon wasn't very wide to so easily let her do that, so her legs tucked up and she lay in a fetal position there, lovingly brushing his thigh once more with a hand.

She hoped that her apology and love would bring him peace, even if their relationship couldn't mend. She didn't like to see or feel the tension between them and it was really a way for him to see what she was trying to do. The past few days she had given him space, tried not to push him in any way, and let him be himself. Who knew if he would notice that now? She just lay there in the same manner until finally, some bells later down the road, they finally came to a stop. It was well into the night and they had made enough headway in their trip to have another attack on their caravan seem more trouble than it was worth.

It was then that Elann slipped from Noah and said, "I'm going to go see what the wagon master wants us to do, then we can give Alena to her parents. She probably won't even wake up."
It was interesting to her how rapidly attached to the girl he had become. She had expressed the same interest, the same desire to comfort him, and even snuggled close many times like the girl, but he seemed to take to her readily. Elann wasn't jealous, but she wondered at it. It was likely due to the first day she met Noah, trying to change him into being more of a human and the little girl hadn't tried to do that.

Elann looked down to the thigh of his she was rubbing. It reminded her of his injured leg. He said he was okay and she nodded while looking down to him. Slowly she looked up to him again to find his eyes were on her. He was a handsome man, and especially when he stared at her she could swoon for him, but in that instance she felt a little bit differently. He was cute with the little girl there by his side, and being a woman who always dreamed of having children, she wondered at it.

Elann knew that when children sleep, they sleep deep. They could move little Alena any time they wanted, but she let Noah stay there giving her comfort and she him.

A tension grew in her heart then and a little worry. As she pet his leg still, in a whisper, Elann said, "Noah...how can you ever forgive me? I've done so much bad to you. I've tried to change you from the first day we've met. I've laid terrible burdens on you and I shouldn't have. I should have been more like Alena; fascinated and loving of you for who you are, not what I wanted you to be. I don't want to hurt you anymore. From now on, I don't want you to worry about what I've said in the past or asked you to do. Just be yourself and I promise I will love you."

It was a long road to get her to that point as there were many behaviors that normal common folk just didn't do, but she would have to learn to love him for those things, and if the bond was true, eventually he would change, but even if not, she was going to love him regardless.

She seemed genuine in her words and saddened by what she had done to him. Her hand slowly came to a stop in rubbing his thigh as she entered into a realm of worried thoughts as to what he would say or do, but she knew she hoped he would comfort her and appreciate her saying such. Whether that would happen was all up in the air. Instead of rubbing him, her fingers treads softly over the fur blanket there.
"Mhm and hopefully soon he will able to get his stitches out. It might be a few days. I'm sure glad you help your dad and mom make people better."

It was hard work getting Noah into the wagon in as painless a manner as they could, but given their practice, it had been getting easier. His increased mobility slowly also was making things a bit better on them. Once him and Alena were both lifted up into the wagon, Elann took off her bow and arrows and climbed up with Aimee into the back. There was bedding and the tent to straighten up that the guards had thrown into the back, but by the time the wagons started moving, Elann had rolled it up and set out the rugs and pillows to once more make a bed for her husband and this time Alena when she slept. He had settled up near the front with a pillow at his back and the fur blanket over him. Alena was fast falling asleep and Elann came to lay a blanket over Aimee as she laid facing the walls of the canvas.

As they bumbled down the road, and Elann finished her work, her eyes kept on Noah and could see that he wasn't able to sleep. She came to sit next to his thighs and whispered to him.

"Do you want me to get you some of the tea?"

A loving hand then came to brush him lightly on the thigh. Her soft smile and large eyes peered into his in the darkness. All notion of sleep had gone from Elann and she was clearly trying to soothe him a little from the pain he had to endure that evening.
Elann was thankful for Alena and that she allowed Elann to do what she did by distracting Noah. The little girl with her tiny hand was held in Noah's large one and it was cute. Her sweet little arms wrapped then about his leg as he moved to touch her head and Elann grinned once more. The girl was too cute to keep any sadness in Elann's heart, and as Noah spoke to Elann in Fravata, she nodded. He asked her in common if she was okay and she hummed approvingly.

"I'm doing okay."

Some times she wished she had a magic that could heal people, protect them, to do something that would enable the people she cared about not to be hurt. Though she wished for those things, she couldn't express that to her husband, and certainly not in front of the little girl who was content with him. In the end she was fine, and Yahal was pleased with her work; being no longer felt among her presence. Having done his will, she remained by her husband's side not leaving it.

"I am so glad you are up walking around," she said with glad relief, and then looking down to Alena, she asked, "Aren't you glad Noah is walking around too?"

The guards were finishing up the deconstruction of the campsite and a call was heard for them all to get aboard the wagons. Some people still cried at the thought of leaving their loved ones on the side of the road, even if they were ashes now, but Elann, Emery, and others words had helped them in small measure. Elann was not so far off from Aimee and Noah in seeing death as a natural thing, but how others dealt with it was important to her. If she died, she would want someone to stay with Noah to console him, and if Noah died, she would want someone to stay with her.

"Did you want to ride with us Alana until the wagons stop again?"

Whether the answer was yes or no, Elann would have to help Noah get up into the wagon, and fortunately because of the three's quick actions, only one of the horses that pulled the man wagons had run off in the fight. The rest were either retrieved or unable to run. Fortunately there had been a few spare horses and oxen that could help with the load even if more had died. The road to Zeltiva was no easy dream in Elann's mind anymore, but at least the weight that had been on her heart for the past few days had faded to nothing.
In Elann's eyes she had given her first fruits and love to her husband and family. She had set them as the priority, and having let their worries and fears fall, she then went to those who had not been so fortunate. In the same way that Noah felt estranged by Elann, his abandonment of her felt painful. She wished he was by her side, walking with her as she did what so clearly helped others.

Time passed and as her and Emery finished talking to others, it was time for the bodies to be cremated. Noah was still talking to the little girl and they both seemed to be distracting one another. They began to light the first fires and smoke billowed up into the sky as the clouds loomed overhead. It was fortunately not raining though and the bodies began to burn in the intense heat. It was then that Elann wanted her husband. Her task for the most part had been done and she wiped the tears from her eyes before going to him. Such a brutal sight was not what she was expecting to see that day and she hoped he was still open to her.

Walking up, her feet dragged in the grass, unknowingly being cut by the small blades of green.

"We are done."

She let out a heavy breath and it seemed what tension was in her began to fade. Instead it began to be replaced by a strange sort of peace, far more powerful than what she had before she had left his side. It was the peace that came from helping others when going through a hard time. She felt rewarded, even if there was no reward, and she somewhat felt okay.

As she looked over, all her hard work had been destroyed, but fortunately their tent hadn't caught on fire or been destroyed by a sword or anything.

Looking to him, she asked in Fravata, "How is Alena doing?"
Elann felt the resistant pull of her husband and lingered even longer, but eventually she pulled away and looked to him.

"I have the ability to help them. My gift from Yahal allows me to soothe those strained, cursed, and the afflicted of the mind. There is no better time than now to help ease their burdens."

Noah was right, it wasn't her problem, but she had invested into these people. They were becoming like family to her in a way, and Aimee could probably see that too. Three weeks on the road with someone, sharing meals and constantly talking, you either hate them or love them by the end of it. Elann had to comfort them, express loss with them, and emotively feel their pain with them. Darkness had a way of creeping into those who faced death and by being one with them, you could bring great comfort to them.

Elann took a step back from the edge of the wagon toward the people and saw he sought to follow, so she took his unburnt hand in hers and walked slowly first to the doctor's family who she had saved by shooting the first man who had charged them. As she did she beckoned for Aimee to follow too as it would be much more heartfelt to have her there. Elann activated her gift and washed them all with the purity of Yahal, erasing slowly the darkness that tried to creep in.

Giving her life to the people, Elann would feel great emotion and it would be hard for Noah to endure, but he also would be able to see the families she visited in their sorrowful state before and how cleansed they were after Elann spoke with them. If he felt too overwhelmed by it, she would dull their bond only with his permission, but focused mainly on helping the others.

The soldiers went about gathering wood and stones to cremate the dead bodies and they helped people take down their tents as they were not to stay in the area that night. Elann made it her priority to focus on the people instead.
While the evil of the bandits had been extinguished after both Aimee's and Noah's valiant powers, Elann could hear the wailing and crying of those who had lost people, those who were afraid, and those who were calling out to see if their loved ones were okay.

Aimee was one of them, running to them to find Noah safely rested on the wagons edge with the stone now fallen down by his feet. Elann stood before him with an arrow notched and eyes darting about the camp for anyone else. It was so dark out and the campfire didn't help her as it only made more shadows. It seemed the last sounds of battle in the forest were heard and the remaining guards came back. She would give Aimee a quick hug as she ran up and emotionally would call out.

"Are you okay? Are you hurt? Are they gone?"

It was clear Elann had not expected a bandit raid up here between Syliras and Zeltiva. She had known bandits as being where she lived, but up here it seemed less needed. She exhaled after the hug if given and let her check on Noah. Elann could see he favored his hand that had held the orb and she looked to him to see if he was okay.

"Are you fine? You look hurt."

She renocked the arrow and strung the bow over her back so she could better come up to him. Giving him a quick kiss, she lingered close, not caring if he wanted her there or not. She needed him and his comfort as she was terrified. Yahal pointed her eyes though to the nearby families and her heart filled with sorrow and compassion for them. As soon as she was capable to move from Noah's side, long after comfort had finally come between them, she would slide slowly from him and knew she would have to use her gift to help the people.
At the sight of their companions collapsing, the remaining archers moved and began to spread out. Their captain still had the commanding presence to keep them from fleeing, but now they hid behind cover to prevent more lighting from streaming directly at them. Aimee had gone full force into helping and destroying. By the time Elann had killed the two, Aimee had successfully downed many more. Elann was no combatant though. Only Yahal was guiding her shots. An arrow soared at them and she was certain it was going to hit one of them, but it seemingly was pushed down by Noah using his orb.

She let out a nervous breath and saw her husband struggling, so she took a protective position so that he could hold onto her shoulder if need be for balance and so that she could protect his weakened body with her own.

"We are going to get through this," she said to bolster his adrenaline, his pain, and to get him to ignore it.

She then felt Yahal's guidance once more, leading toward two other families. The searing light did not shine that time as neither wore armor and with decent accuracy, Elann injured both men, even though they were moving targets. While she did not kill them, her shots falling short, she wounded them enough to give them pause to be killed by those who they were harming.

The tides were beginning to turn and word came to her for Noah.

"I know it hurts love. Can you harm the leader? If he is killed they will flee, I think."

She would have done it herself, but she was too busy like Aimee preserving the lives of those who were in the most danger. Another arrow zipped past them being poorly aimed and Elann felt led to penetrate the tree he hid behind with her ability. The arrow loosed and went through the bark, the middle and penetrated to hit the man square in the chest. After the light died down, she looked to make sure Aimee was alright. Her sister and Noah were first in her protection, and she would shoot anyone who came close to threaten them.
The birds sounded and Noah would feel fear come from Elann as she strapped her wrist guard on. As lightning fell in the area, illuminating it, she still could not see them, but Noah grabbing at her top made that fear flare increasingly. A battle cry went out as Aimee flew into sight. Elann's timid eyes went wide at what was happening and she was stunned into a place of thought, unable to react to the darkness before her.

Darkness was the word as it was what she had told him was looming over them before. Elann knew in her heart that these men who began to storm the camp, who were illuminated by the lightning were there to murder and clean house. They hated the caravans, saw them as people who were worthy of death, they were worth less in the eyes of the bandits; no better than cattle.

It didn't start out like that. Anger fueled them until it had consumed them. Spurned on by a stance and disagreement in the past, they grew into a mass of people who took what they wanted from the survivors of the Valterrain. Those they didn't kill were taken and things were done to them to fuel and add to that darkness.

Elann knew if she or any of the other women were captured, great evil would come upon them. How she knew that, Elann didn't know. It was all in the outlined pattern of the trees and how the light from the fire and lightning flickered onto them, telling her the tale of their potential future as she stood there in a daze.

She came to at the sound of Noah's frantic voice calling to Aimee for the stormgems and immediately she pulled an arrow and loosely nocked it. Noah headed toward their wagon as Aimee tried desperately to grab the stormgems and Elann protectively followed him, making sure he safely got there.

What the power of the stormgems would do in this instance Elann didn't know, but seeing the power of the small ones, she wondered what the larger one would do in their instance. She herself had set to protect Noah and Aimee. The foot soldiers came into view and from behind Noah, an arrow loosed and sounded from Elann as one of them fell with a chest wound before coming upon the doctor and his family. Elann drew another arrow and nocked it and it was then that she heard the horsemen and saw them. To her side now came Noah with the bright illuminating gem, causing their previous concealed nature at the edge of the camp to be found out.

It was then that two of the horsemen charged, and before Elann could fire, a strange light of fire came from her left with Aimee. It was magic, she was sure of it. Her eyes trailed the orb of embers as it was thrown and she jumped in fear as it exploded against a man. Clyde had regaled her on the powers of Reinmancy, but she never thought she would see it.

It was then that she felt the presence of her God. He had come at the word of Zulrav and out of care for his charge. Yahal had invested much watching and love toward Elann in her life and she had yet to face her most challenging trial yet, but he wanted her safe and above all else, for her to understand that he was set against evil. His voice came then, like running water it rushed over her, sending chills up her spine. In that moment, he was her General, telling her who was most evil, who was the most deserving of death, and above all, who to protect from that evil.

The right hand man of the leader, his brother was the man she needed to kill first. He was clad in armor that despite the best blows of their faithful guards, could not be prevailed against. He struck down one guard and brutally murdered him with a final swing after he had fallen and began to move to the next. He was a foot soldier there, leading the charge on the ground and relaying the orders of his brother the leader on horseback. Elann's bow skipped over the man who seemed the most threat to them and went directly to the man who assailed their guards.

As she pulled, the brilliantly blinding light that had illuminated her in the day Noah had become injured purely enveloped her arrow once more and like a bolt of lightning, it was loosed and struck completely through the man, leaving a gaping hole through his armor and planted firmly into his chest. The leader was the next most evil, but there was more pressing orders to protect not only themselves, but the men and women of the camp. Those were her next targets and she hoped that before she could draw an arrow, either Noah or Aimee could somehow kill the stunned horseman who had charged at them.
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