Reflected Light

[Svea Nilsine]

Svea walked across the ice plains, enjoying the freezing winds that were screaming across the frozen land towards her.

Her pale blue eyes scanned the horizon in front of her. She couldn't see much, but that was what she liked about this land. It was so secluded. Few people ventured here, and fewer could survive. Svea had mastered the Ice Plains long ago and spent almost more time here, within the reflectled light of the low sun bouncing across the ice then in the Watre Forest with her Lady Nala.

One day, I will lead the elves to this position. Svea thought gleefully. Then, in a fortress of ice we will be invincible.

Svea almost laughed out loud at the idea and became increasingly aware of the ice crown upon her head. It was only for decoration, for now. . .

[Vardian Custodio]

Vardian swept over the plains. He had been searching on the border of this white sea for any sign of the brutes that had been terrorising the realm further south. But it was all for naught. Whatever these things were they were exceptionally good at not being seen if they didn't will it.

He looked down through the howling winds and spied a curious blotch on the ice below. Someone was walking through the winds, almost perfectly hidden against the white save for her hair.

With nothing else to do he circled in the air and fell to the ground sharply. He pulled up when he came up behind this new person who he recognised as an elf. The wind tugged at his large wings but they were strong enough to keep him aflight in the one position. His feet touched down lightly and in plain view of the elf. "Greetings..." He closed his eyes, reading her... "Svea of the Elves."

"What brings you so far out here into the wilderness? You know of course of the threat that is posed here by the brutes..."

[Svea Nilsine]

Svea continued walking, expecting the angel would fly alongside her if he was looking for conversation.

"I could defeat them." Svea said blankly, proudly. "I am far more powerful than people take me for."

Svea wasn't looking directly at the angel, but she could see him out of the corner of her eye. "This land is my home. It is more so than the Watre Forest ever was. So, angel, you seem to be aware of my name, what is yours?"

Svea decided it would be wise to not tell the angel anything about what she had really been planning in the Ice Plains. However, she did store the thought away. An angel was a powerful ally, and if it came to mutinous actions, Svea would much rather him on her side.

[Vardian Custodio]

Vardian watched strangely as Svea walked blindly past him. "You underestimate this enemy." His wings wrapped around his body to keep the wind off his body, but he was far from cold. "You underestimate them greatly. They have caused great distress to quite a number of skilled warriors in the past."

He thought of the one that had massacred the human rangers and tried to push the thought away. "My name is Vardian Custodio. Avatar of the Lord." He looked around them as the wind howled through the air and cut through the ice like a knife. "So why are you out here then?"

[Svea Nilsine]

"You underestimate me." Svea said with pride pouring from every word like water. "I am a strong woman, I wield my glaive stronger than any man I have met. These creatures have caused no distress to elves. They are the worries of Men, and Men worry about everything."

Svea nodded as the angel, Vardian, told her his name. She still wasn't looking at him, but could see him in her periferal vision.

"I'm enjoying the cold." Svea said. It wasn't a lie, it just wasn't all of the truth. "What are you doing?"

[Vardian Custodio]

"Pride will make you blind Svea," Vardian commented, bur said nothing more on the subject, knowing that for the second time she had tried to avoid his question about why she was out here. Enjoying the cold was hardly a reason Vardian was willing to believe. He could have cracked open her mind now and found out, but he knew it wasn't his place to unless it put others at peril.

"I am looking for the fortress of these creatures," The angel replied truthfully. "And that is all."

ooc: Short post... gah, its too late

[Svea Nilsine]

[ooc: *crys* I know.]

Svea stopped and turned around to the angel, her left hand on her hip and her right holding her glaive.

"My pride has made me powerful." She said, her pale eyes dancing with the light of her spirit. The wind was attacking her hair, and her face, but Svea didn't mind. Rather she almost enjoyed the feeling of it against her skin. It was a welcome change from the warm climates.

For a long time there was nothing but a silence pressing around them, until Svea began walking and spoke again.

"There are no fortresses here. If there were, I would have come across them."

[Vardian Custodio]

"Exactly how powerful do you think pride has made you Svea?" Vardian called at her, his wings releasing themselves from around his body and returning to his back. He could see bitterness and curelty in this elf, and he wasn't impressed by it.

"No mortal is above another when it all comes to close. A life is just as worthy as anothers. Yours is just as important as a goblin peasant's. Pride would only allow power to consume your soul and mind, and no amount of strength will save you from Death. No amount of pride will keep you alive forever."

Vardian looked out again at the Ice Plains, whipping ravenously and dangerously through the distance and across the horizon. "And if you do come across a fortress then, be sure to let me know" He spread his wings and got ready to take off again into the wind, "Enjoy your cold." And with that he beat his wings hard and rose into the air.

The wind was stronger up here and he wheeled around in the air, rising gradually until he couldn't see the ground anymore and headed off back towards the greener countryside...

[Svea Nilsine]

Svea opened her mouth to retort to the angel, but he had already left.

"Coward!" She cried into the wind. "Come here and finish the argument!"

But her cries were in vain, and only the wind replied to her. Svea's body shook with anger. How dare he fly away from her in the middle of a discussion?

Svea had truthfully never thought herself more important than another in the long run, she just had more ambition and was willing to accept strength and act upon it. She was going to have her name recorded in history and no one could stop that. Not Nala, or Vardian. Not even the fires of hell would stop her from achieving what she wanted. Nothing would.

[Vardian Custodio]

ooc: HAH! We'll see about that bro

[Svea Nilsine]

[ooc: *strangles Vardian*]