<Azriel ^ Sephera>
Seph and Jerome were rushing out the door as the Sylvan sisters landed before them. Jerome was already morphing with Seph’s hand still in his as the twins landed. Seph noticed them and stopped however, releasing Jerome’s hand, “Hey!” she said to Say and Lowa. Sephera didn’t want to be rude so she stopped to talk to them for a moment. Or wanted too, “Morning, how are you doi-ING!” she screamed suddenly as a clawed grip caught her arm and pulled her away into the air, “Jerome! Cut it out!” she cried as the dragon hauled her off into the air, both laughing.
“Ah, more customers!” Sid cheered as he cleared away Azriel and Seph’s table and wiped it clean before returning to the counter.
As the two sentinels flew away and the sisters entered the Bakery the remaining two Vanguards smiled at them. “Why this is a most auspicious occasion, the Sylvan Sisters! How are you two today?” Rupert asked with a bright smile on his massive face. Azriel smiled and waved hello to them both and looked to them. Azriel had met them many times and was very impressed with their teamwork. The Vanguard, Say’Lyna, was a very ferocious warrior and he respected her ability. Then there was the softer spoken Lowa’Lyna, the sentinel of the duo, who was highly skilled with nature magic in a way few could ever hope to be.
They were both Sylvans, a tribe of nature worshippers who resided in the forest below, and were a rare sight even for the Skyguard. The Sylvans begin life as any other human but deep magical rituals they perform bond them with nature, even changing their physical appearance. Azriel had always thought them beautiful girls, and was impressed with their ability, but to say he had been close to one of them would be a stretch, he’d met them many times and knew them both well enough but he had yet to rely on them as one would with squad mates. This thought reminded him that any day now they very well could become his squadron mates and so he stood and offered them both the table he and Seph had occupied, of course cleared already. “Morning Lowa, Say, you both look well today.”
Azriel ran through the statistics of each as a member of a team, Say and Lowa were perfectly in synch with one another in a manner few teams could hope to be and as Sylvans their knowledge of flora far and away outreached his own. Having them in a squadron would add some very powerful hit and run capability to the unit. Lowa was swift and lean in the air, and Say was a juggernaut who had the ability to strike and stride getting good hits in with that unique crystal weapon of hers. Then there was magic, their signature being nature spells, though he had to admit that such spells would be most useful in the lush forests of Zepher or the highland crests of Eirea but would be less useful in the sparse landscapes of Lorthus or Kalium. Still they would be a most welcome part of any unit they were assigned to.
Seph and Jerome were rushing out the door as the Sylvan sisters landed before them. Jerome was already morphing with Seph’s hand still in his as the twins landed. Seph noticed them and stopped however, releasing Jerome’s hand, “Hey!” she said to Say and Lowa. Sephera didn’t want to be rude so she stopped to talk to them for a moment. Or wanted too, “Morning, how are you doi-ING!” she screamed suddenly as a clawed grip caught her arm and pulled her away into the air, “Jerome! Cut it out!” she cried as the dragon hauled her off into the air, both laughing.
“Ah, more customers!” Sid cheered as he cleared away Azriel and Seph’s table and wiped it clean before returning to the counter.
As the two sentinels flew away and the sisters entered the Bakery the remaining two Vanguards smiled at them. “Why this is a most auspicious occasion, the Sylvan Sisters! How are you two today?” Rupert asked with a bright smile on his massive face. Azriel smiled and waved hello to them both and looked to them. Azriel had met them many times and was very impressed with their teamwork. The Vanguard, Say’Lyna, was a very ferocious warrior and he respected her ability. Then there was the softer spoken Lowa’Lyna, the sentinel of the duo, who was highly skilled with nature magic in a way few could ever hope to be.
They were both Sylvans, a tribe of nature worshippers who resided in the forest below, and were a rare sight even for the Skyguard. The Sylvans begin life as any other human but deep magical rituals they perform bond them with nature, even changing their physical appearance. Azriel had always thought them beautiful girls, and was impressed with their ability, but to say he had been close to one of them would be a stretch, he’d met them many times and knew them both well enough but he had yet to rely on them as one would with squad mates. This thought reminded him that any day now they very well could become his squadron mates and so he stood and offered them both the table he and Seph had occupied, of course cleared already. “Morning Lowa, Say, you both look well today.”
Azriel ran through the statistics of each as a member of a team, Say and Lowa were perfectly in synch with one another in a manner few teams could hope to be and as Sylvans their knowledge of flora far and away outreached his own. Having them in a squadron would add some very powerful hit and run capability to the unit. Lowa was swift and lean in the air, and Say was a juggernaut who had the ability to strike and stride getting good hits in with that unique crystal weapon of hers. Then there was magic, their signature being nature spells, though he had to admit that such spells would be most useful in the lush forests of Zepher or the highland crests of Eirea but would be less useful in the sparse landscapes of Lorthus or Kalium. Still they would be a most welcome part of any unit they were assigned to.