King Tyber Zann of Faolla's Story

Aisling heard her father's adviser yelling for her in the distance, so she dropped down into the snow behind some brush and silently waited for him to go away. She was not in the mood and she was dead set on making it into the village. After she heard him disappear, she got back up, brushed the snow off herself and shivered a bit. Even thought Aisling had the ability to control snow, ice, etc. she still got cold quite frequently.

Knowing that her father would be angry and out looking for her as soon as he heard the news, Aisling decided to make a move, and fast. She ran to the stables, got out her favorite horse, a big black stallion named Magnus, and rode as fast as she could towards the village that was still bustling with life.

Tyber's advisor returned into the castle where Tyber sat in his throne. "I could not find her, but I did notice that Magnus appears to missing from the stable." The advisor bowed "Damnit Aisling...That'll do advisor, head off to bed, its been a rather long night." Tyber said while stepping down from his throne. "Yes mi'lord" The advisor walked through one of the various doors on his left.

Tyber walked to the doors and opened them. A cool breeze filled the throne room and Tyber stood there a moment, looking over his village's. Using His magical abilities to send a shock through the ice to locate her. He felt a sharp shock in his left hand. "She's gone down to the village again..." Tyber sighed and walked down the stairs to the stables. He mounted his horse. It was a large white stallion he had named Frostbite. "Lets go..." he snapped the reighns and the horse ran into the village.

A chill ran through Aisling's body and she new her father was looking for her. She sighed and pulled her cloak closer, urging Magnus to run faster. Finally, after what seemed like eternity, the reached the heart of the village. Aisling, being the clever girl she was, deceptively tied Magnus up in front of a random building and walked into the small pub she desired to be at.

Because of her cloak, no one recognized her. A few men made comments on what a pretty girl she was and made cheap attempts at flirting, but she shook it off. She knew romance was off limits, she'd be married off to some random prince by this time next year if her father got her way.

James began to tug on her cloak, causing the hood to her cloak to fall down. Tyber noticed both the voice and the red har. "Alright Aisling, your Sharaad is over." Tyber said while walking twords her.

"Because...for one reason...uhm..." Tyber studdered trying to think of an Answer. "It isnt, cant you see your above the average Faolla citizens? The people here ARE the type of people that will judge your every action, at the castle no one will judge you. No one has ever judged you at the castle, besides, your not ready to face the world yet." Tyber finished feeling at satisfactory with his answer.