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"He was always a rebel. My mother, before she passed on, didn't approve of his marriage to a human...he doesn't write because of her. But he doesn't even know she's dead." Olivia said. Braxev waved his hand and cleared a path through some low branches.
 
" That sounds awful." Abobad replied," What about his relationship with you? I assume you were friendly."
 
"I was. We fought as children, but who doesn't? I'm worried about him. He's a good man, really...I can't believe he's in trouble." She said.
 
" That sounds like a trap. Do you have anything valuable that someone may be trying to get from you?" Abobad asked," I sound terribly paranoid but it is something to consider."
 
"All I have is a few silver coins, my bow, my arrows and the simple woven bracelets on my wrists."
 
" Perhaps you know something? Perhaps you have something special about you? An odd sort of blood, powers, physical abilities...?"
 
"We elves all have special traits...for instance, I'm in tune with nature. But that's nothing great." She said. Braxev looked at her, "So it's like an elven magic?" He asked, she shook her head. "No...just I can feel nature, even what trees are thinking" She said.
 
" Do you know if other elves can hear the trees?" Abobad asked," Calepp is filled with all sorts of interesting and often holy things, maybe there is a tree thought to be a profit that someone wants you to speak to?"
 
Abobad nodded," Of course I could be wrong, your brother might actually need your help. But it's always better to be safe rather than sorry."
 
Abobad looked up into the canape." It will be getting dark soon. We will have to be very careful, we are getting close to Seleuc..."
 
Both Olivia and Braxev nod, ready for anything. Braxev's hands start surging with energy, Olivia readies her bow.
 
" I mean be quiet and do not bring attention to ourselves, we are still several hours away and I would really rather not fight with these people." Abobad replied to their actions." Just, stay close and do not make any loud sounds."
 
Abobad leads the way, the path varies between thick and thin. The moon shines down through the trees, small specs of light hitting the brown and green ground of the forest. Occasional fallen and dying trees sat across the trio's way.
 
The trio moves over the small obstacles with ease through the night. A large group of well-armed individuals lies ahead, the group seeming to have a disagreement.
 

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