[Ilista]

They broke then for meal, and trailing after Colin, the sea elf followed the barbarian to a low tent filled with tables and people that crowded them. She followed the one who was her teacher as they retrieved food and ate, something the small woman in fact was quiet well versed at, enjoying the foreign food while in observation of those around them.

It was after the maid had cleared her plate that the warrior began speaking, of the ways of the Fianna Clan, and their history, it was a candle mark into the lecture when the tall man glanced to the sky and motioning her to rise and follow him with a remark of little, ‘light’ exercise.

That was an ordeal, even if she was better adapted to walking than a mermaid, and more use to it upon the surface and other thelyri she knew, the running was something new, at such a distance, her muscles were use to, with the additional unfamiliar weight and shifting of the strange clothing and weapons. Her lungs and gills worked, skin flushed and perspired, and finally, it was through.

Ilista huffed before slowing her breath and breathing a bit more quietly through her gills as she followed behind the human in a tired, but new respect to the land creature. She regarded the course with its stiff figures and her instructor again before she withdrew her dagger and worked through the course at Colins’ commands until finally the day was over.

Freedom was sweet, although her skin and muscles where sore, it was a sense of accomplishment, she would become skilled in the ways of surface combat, and with these skills she would be safe and could continue out her mission. Shown back to her barracks the woman wearily made her way inside and wished for nothing but to strip away her human trappings and sleep in the flowing waters and let them wash over her. As she stepped in there were others, faces of her own and familiar races from the mother sea that turned to see the new comer.

“Vedui.” Said the Telera she was too tired to be shy at such a time, and with careful glance, put her weapons in their place along the wall, and slowly began to remove her outer wear and fold them with care and place them within the wooden trunk until the lass was down to her binds and loin cloth and she sat back on her bed with a sigh before looking around again.

“Has any one heard of a Teleris called Elensar within these waters?”