⊹ Female ⊹ Elf ⊹ Junior Rank ⊹

It was not often that Suna would turn her steps towards the Forsaken Region, but when she did, she always seemed to run into some sort of adventure. Somehow, she would just get involved in some sort of drama and action, and come out thinking How in the world did that happen?!

The first time she ventured out towards these parts, she almost died, for goodness' sake. She was just minding her own business and walking through the meadows when a wayward pitchfork flew out and narrowly missed her. She whirled around to look for the careless owner, and found herself face-to-face with a little ruffian no more than seven years old. The little boy had apologized, of course, but said he thought she was a witch who was going to turn him into a frog.

Suna had almost laughed at the serious face, if it was not for the fear that she would be discovered being out of her Forest. She only patted his head and said that not all witches were bad, and that he should be careful and not throw pitchforks around at people unless he was absolutely sure it was an enemy.

After that, she seldom stepped foot into the Forsaken Region and its surrounding towns, as her identity as a witch would cause some stir. Hence why she preferred going to the Royal Capital. It was easier to blend in to the bustling crowds, and besides, there was the Royal Archives. She loved spending hours with her nose buried inside a good book. But today? She wanted to visit the little trading town she had heard much about. It was a quaint little town, this Sosshi, and she had enjoyed observing its inhabitants. She had enjoyed it so much, especially in all the general stores. Specifically, the music store, where she joyfully examined every single one of the instruments on display.

Hours flew by before she realized it. When she stepped out of the store, she realized that she had overstayed her visit. The sun had almost completely dipped beneath the horizon, and darkness was rapidly settling in. Oh dear. She slapped her forehead, reprimanding herself for losing track of time. It's too late to go home now...guess I'll have to spend the night here. Luckily she had brought enough money for one night's lodging, so she was all set for the night.

After paying for her room, Suna wandered outside again. It was a lovely night, and she could see the sky clearly. Back in the Forest, unless one was in a clearing, you could not see much of the sky. But here, she could see the stars, and everything seemed fairly peaceful. Might as well take a little night stroll. The elf followed the road leading out from town, enjoying the cool night air.

"Hmm hm hm hmmmm hm-hm," she hummed a little melody under her breath. "Do dooo do dooo-" Her little tune was cut off by the sudden sound of rushing water and spells being cast. What's that? Instantly she was on edge. She was alone by herself in the night, and there was no telling what had made those noises.

Her steps slowed as she made her way towards the source of the sound. She glimpsed a pink-haired female standing alone, mana dust shimmering in front of her before it faded away. The other individual seemed to be possessed, with her strange body stance and unnatural aura. Should I reveal myself? For a moment, Suna hesitated, but only for that moment..

"Strange time to be out," she called out softly, not wanting to startle the girl. "Are you okay?" She could only hope it would not be taken the wrong way. Or worse yet, get attacked like that mana beast.

⊹ Female ⊹ Elf ⊹ Junior Rank ⊹

Oh, dear. Bad timing... Suna took a step back, momentarily stunned at the female’s reaction. The other was giving off an angry aura, but there was a strange quality to it. Hmmm... She did not have strong sensory skills just yet, but something did not seem quite right. It was as if there was something or someone controlled the girl, some sort of dark sinister power. She took note of that, and something else as well.

A fellow elf? She always had a special spot for her fellow elves. Though blessed with mana, it could potentially have various side effects, both positive and negative. For herself, it was her dual elements of sound and pure aura. Both were uncommon, and difficult to understand and control. Even now, she was not sure of all her potential yet, and was not sure if it was a blessing or a curse.

She would have spent more time studying and trying to analyze everything, if it were not for the girl’s actions. Water was gushing upwards and toppling trees, and honestly, the elf was kind of impressed at that amount of power. Of course, all that commotion attracted attention, and three men came huffing and puffing over to her. They explained the situation, but Suna kept her eyes trained on the younger elf.

"Oh? What happens if she is let loose?" The sound of water crashing against the men’s magic was growing louder, so Suna let in a little bit of her sound magic to her words, making sure she could be heard above the chaos. "She just needs somewhere safe to blow off some steam." However, if it really was some other dark force controlling her, the older elf would gladly help get her out of her current situation.

The blue-haired mage hummed middle C. As soon as the pitch hit exactly 262hz, her Celtic harp materialized in front of her. She reached out and grasped it, feeling the familiar feeling of polished wood. Her fingers swept through the strings, coaxing a soft and slow tune to come out. As she did so, the sound spilled out from the instrument and flowed towards the other elf. Her left hand tampered with the strings, muffling some of the notes. This was her restraining spell Ritenuto. If the female was to come in contact with her spell, the sound magic would spread and circle underneath her feet, and it would flow upwards and wrap itself around the legs, slowing and restraining her. But only if the spell was not blocked or if Suna did not lose concentration on her music.

⊹ Female ⊹ Elf ⊹ Junior ⊹

The blue-haired elf could only stare at the impressive power being displayed before her. It was both terrifying and beautiful at the same time, like a natural disaster let loose. A tsunami in the making, to be specific. "I see..." She murmured, more to herself than to the man explaining the poor girl’s history and condition. It seemed like the other elf was aiming her aquatic powers towards the men, although she did get sprayed.

Nonetheless, it seemed like three grown men could not handle a single femme - she really was a force to be reckoned with. She had started to chant in an unknown tongue, a language Suna could not understand. However, she figured it must be a side effect of the dual powers struggling within her.

In all honesty, Suna did not think her restraining spell would even reach the girl. There were magic circles forming, and for a few seconds, the elf felt a pang of fear. However, it seemed like the other female was surprised at the sound of music, and her sound magic was able to wrap itself around the lower half of the body and thus restraining the person. It did not stop any verbal casting, however, but provided a brief moment where the other mages jumped in to restrain the pink-haired gal. One even knocked her out with a wooden club, which made Suna wince. That had to hurt.

"Is that all? Is she going to be all right?" There was a moment of hesitation before she sat down with the men around the girl, accepting their invitation to wait and protect her until she woke up. "I would be happy to stay. I’d like to meet her. How long do you think it would be until she wakes up?" She sat near the knocked-out figure on the ground, studying the water mage’s face. She looked to be quite young, most likely under the age of eighteen, she would guess.

"What’s her name?" Suna asked the men, nibbling on some of the food they had brought. It had crossed her mind that it was slightly strange that they would bring food with them - but she was a little hungry, so she did not ask about it. Azure eyes found themselves sweeping back to the other girl in curiosity. "Does she often...become like that?" She had never met someone quite as fascinating, and wanted to learn more about her.

"By the way, my name is Suna," and dipped her head at the three men. "Did you all have to travel far?" She was quite curious, but hopefully, she did not have to make polite conversation for a long time, as now that the adrenaline had worn off, she had slipped back to her shy and introverted self. She did not regret coming across these people, however. After all, it was definitely more exciting than staying in her lodging. Who would have guessed that her nightly walk would have taken such an expected and interesting turn?

⊹ Female ⊹ Elf ⊹ Junior ⊹

New Haven? The elf tilted her head. She had not heard of the place before, but that was understandable, as she was not familiar with the surrounding areas, much less the places outside of the kingdom. She had just recently come out of the Forest, after all, and was still learning her way around Clover Kingdom. So far, she was really enjoying the places she has been and the people she has met. This was her first time meeting one who was so powerful, she needed three mages to keep her in check.

"Willow? I see." A chief’s daughter, too. That’s fascinating. Suna wondered what the girl was like when she was not under that type of otherworldly possession. "So mention this whole thing later in the conversation. Got it." She was both perturbed and intrigued by the strange comment from the man, but she would keep that in mind when the girl woke up. She seemed harmless enough, but after her grand display of power back there, the blue-haired woman was leaning towards keeping her at a respectful distance.

The elf had long stopped her restraining spell, back when the men had knocked the other girl out. She had also sent her harp back into her grimoire, the latter of which now being clasped securely by her side. She nodded in acknowledgement when the leader of the group introduced their names. Honestly, if it was not for the other female in their midst, she would have long fled from the presence of these three men. Not because they were not friendly, no—in fact, they were perfectly polite and helpful. It was the fact that she grew up as a witch, so there was little, if any, contact with the male population. She barely had any experience with conversing with them, much less sharing a meal with them. Just when she was about to lapse back to her silent shell, the pink-haired mage began to stir.

Suna jerked back a little when the girl suddenly jumped up and tried to cover herself up, although she was still wearing clothes. Her unsaid questions were answered when one of the men threw her some scarves, which she promptly wrapped around herself. Left with only her eyes uncovered, Suna thought she was quite the character. Strange, but cute.

"Hello, Willow, I’m Suna." The elf was not sure what kind of greeting the people were used to, so she settled with a shy wave. "They were the ones who told me your name." She added quickly, not wanting the girl to freak out over how she knew her name. "Uh, are you feeling better? Are you hungry?" She waved a hand at the food that was laid out. Suna was never good with socializing, but she was curious about the girl.

⊹ Female ⊹ Elf ⊹ Junior ⊹

An amused smile played about the blue-haired elf’s facial features. The girl was adorable, with her shy and evasive personality. Naturally, she assumed that the girl was younger than her, and her heart went out to her. "Of course." She brushed herself off as she stood up, following the group as they made their way towards town. Though it was past normal people’s bedtime, it is now when the taverns are the brightest and welcoming—save for the ones which were on the rowdy and drunken side.

It seemed like the common tongue was not the other elf’s native language. Just as well, as Suna was more proficient in another tongue as well. It piqued her curiosity, but she treaded carefully. "Your bodyguards mentioned you are from New Haven. Can you tell me more about your home? And what language do you speak there?" Her azure eyes held a spark of interest. She was quite the scholar herself, and was always eager to learn something new. Here was a chance to learn about a new place and a new language.

If the other female obliged to answer her, Suna would follow up with another question. "Would you mind teaching me a few words of your tongue?" Of course, she would not be able to learn everything, but at least she could pick up a few words here and there. Perhaps she would even go research and study more about it the next time she visited the Grand Archives in the capital city.

Then the girl was explaining how she falls into the strange phenomenon of hers. "Hmm...does that mean...are you actually some deity from the moon?" Though the older elf’s tone was light and playful, she was not entirely joking about what she said. She would not put it past her to be in possession of some otherworldly spirit. Stranger things have happened, after all. She had felt its unfamiliar presence back there, and was drawn to it like a moth to the flame. It was definitely something worthy of notice, and she made a mental note to look into it when she got the chance.

As they arrived into town, Suna would glance around. There were two taverns on either side of them, and the one on the right made her wrinkle her nose. It was alight with roughhousing activities, off-tune singing and banging sounds. Whatever was going on inside would probably not be too pleasant. In addition, from what she had observed earlier, the girl would probably not be comfortable in crowded or rowdy places. "This looks like a good place to get something to eat," she would suggest, waving a hand to her left. Whichever the girl decided would be fine, though the sound mage would probably be more relaxed and at ease in a quieter and subdued establishment.

⊹ Female ⊹ Elf ⊹ Junior ⊹

Suna listened on in rapt attention as Willow described her hometown. "You live up in the trees? Really? Me, too! Well," she caught and corrected herself. "I used to." Back in the Witches’ Forest, all of their homes and shops were up in the tree canopies, with long suspension bridges to link buildings and trees together. Even though most chose to travel by flying on their brooms or on foot using those bridges, Suna often opted to walk along the forest floor. She enjoyed the quiet and peace down there on the ground, without all the noisy hum and activity of the witches. However, concerning this connection to the witches, the blue-haired elf was hesitant to bring this fact up, and chose not to elaborate further.

"So how did the people of Old Haven escape from the ocean? That sounds horrific, but also interesting at the same time." Would it be strange to say that she was intrigued by that event, though it could very well be classified as a terrible time of natural disaster in their peoples’ history? "I think it’s lovely that you know so much about your hometown." Suna’s eyes were glowing in sincerity. She herself would rather forget about her childhood place—it held more bitter memories than happy ones.

"The chaos tongue?" Suna had never heard of that before, but it peaked her interest. "I've never heard of that before. What does it sound like? And don’t worry," she reassured her, waving her hands in the air. "I can understand you just fine. I myself have trouble sometimes, as I also grew up with another language as my native tongue."

Now they were entering town. At the girl’s adorable outburst for food, Suna looked on thoughtfully. "A sandwich taller than you?" She tapped her chin as she wondered aloud. "I’m sure they could probably stack them up and—" The pink-haired elf had already burst in through the establishment, no doubt famished and ready to eat. Suna only laughed softly and shrugged. "How much does she usually eat anyways?" She asked, though it was more of a rhetorical question than an actual inquiry to the trio of men behind her.

Suna entered the tavern, though in the much more quiet and elegant way. Assuming that Willow had already chosen a spot to sit, she would follow and take a seat opposite of her. If the men chose to take seats next to them, the sound mage would scoot over to make room. If they opt to sit at a nearby table, she was also fine with that.

"What would you be ordering, Willow?" She glanced curiously around the tavern. Besides a few other people in the room, it was relatively calm and cozy. "I don’t know what to get, this is my first time here." She confessed. "What do you suggest? I don’t eat very much." Assuming Willow would give her a suggestion, Suna would nod and ask to get the same thing when the tavern owner came around for their orders.