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"Hmm...all that now?" Eabii giggled.

"That's really a shame. And here I thought you might be half as manipulative as I am. If we were to try, we would have to pick someone not similar enough to him that he would think you were merely replacing him...and someone not so different that he gives up figuring he's not your type...someone who makes him think that he could be better for you...maybe one of our caravan guards?

Hmm...but of course...you're content to sit there and wait for him to pursue you depite his tremendous mistake. Well...don't let me interrupt your waiting. My room is in the Lute Hall...I'm sure you can find me if you desire company, but it's been a long day and I need respite."

Eabii hip-bumped Elenath's door with heafty affection at the barely lightened hours of the wee morning. She wouldn't be too angry would she? She had a decent four and a half hours of sleep, more's a waste, eh? 'S not like classes start this week anyway, 's all chock full of those orientations and meet and greet's they make kids go to our first ten years or so. More if we can't...you know...behave in public. Eabii snorted gently. 'S good that none of the up and up's have seen her more outrageous behaviors.

-----after Elenath open's the door-----

Eabii barely notices anything Elenath bothers to say in her excitement. "Well, there are 5 wagons in our troupe. Each one has a swordsman and a mage to protect it, and obviously the mages would be halfway decent picks on account of their similarity to little Ithil. Swordsman might make him self-conscious of his smaller physique. And...I thought some of our apprentice bards might work out okay. The older bards are well...old. So...."

"Bachelor 1!" She said, extending her hand in almost violent exaggeration, much like a game show host.

'Bachelor 1, as he was called, was three or four inches taller than Elenath. As most traveling elves go, he seemed to be of peasant stock, however his blend of clan backgrounds enhanced his features in a pleasant way. He had icy blue eyes and a slightly tanned skin-tone. His hair was rebellious, a deep red with amber streaks glamoured in. Not only that, it was cut abstractly, with bangs that framed his face and long, thin strands falling down his back with the rest chunkily cropped. "Greetings, my name is Auris. I am a fire and water mage, odd, I know, but I make it work. Torching and dowsing can be fairly entertaining."

"Bachelor 2!" Eabii exclaimed in the same manner.

'Bachelor 2', was at even height with Elenath. He however, was easily noticeable as moderately nobly-lined from the Mordo Clan, having a slightly stockier build, though not impressively so, and auburn hair. His hair was braided back with a silver silken cord symbolizing his house woven through it. His eyes were a deep chocolate color and his skin also lightly tanned. "Sorry we've awoken you so early fair Lady. Eabii insisted, though I admit it's a tad early for myself as well. I am Fuyin, an Earth, Air and Fire mage, though my passion truly lies within the Earth, despite it's destructive properties, I am also known for utilizing it's gardening potential and would love to create the very first Elenath calla lily. A calla lily is beautiful and exquisite, however, most persistant to surviving."

"Bachelor 3!...Well...you get the point...."

'Bachelor 3', was an inch shorter than Elenath, and even lankier than Ithil. He was, like Ithil however, in his fair-skin and long silver hair. His eyes however, were an orange-red, making him appear a strange mix of Cath and Glarae...a mixture definately not often seen. "Good morning, I am Nevir, an air mage. Yes...just air. I find specializing focuses elemental talent. And if you take the time to know me, you'll find there's little air can do that I cannot."

'Bachelor 4', was four inches taller than Elenath, with a light acrobat's body. He was of snow leopard descent, by his firm jawline, pale coloration. His hair was a near white blonde, with a dark brown undertone and his eyes an almost frightening pale blue. "Teva, Spirit mage, hates small talk."

'Bachelor 5' was around the same height as Elenath and was casually spinning droplets of water in his hands. He had hair of the deepest blue, could be called black really, and violet eyes against a cool complexion. "Jedicu. Water mage...I'm really not good at talking to people I don't know very well...'s why I'm not a performer. Though I do occaisonally provide 'rain'"

"And now the lil Apprentice bards! Aren't they cute?" Eabii gushed.

'A-Bard 1' and two were identical in height, which would be an inch taller than Elenath, but that's where they're similarities ended. 1 was dark in complexion, a rich caramel color. His eyes were black and deep-set, framed with thick lashes. His hair was brown, with green blended in between, but rather than trashy, it gave him an ethereal effect, like he was made up of forest and night. "Gtu. My mother is the second daughter of the Mormiel Queen's youngest sister. My father, was her Fey Guardian. Bastards don't have a place in the palace, as far as the Queen is concerned, so I took my talents elsewhere. My magic is too unstable to use. However, I've learned Treesong, so the bards took me in as a valued apprentice."

The last in line, Bard 2, was so obviously a male reflection of Eabii it hurt. Granted he was several years earlier, however, with violet eyes, a clear complexion and a mass of blue curly hair, it was unmistakable. His hair however, was managed, pulled back in a pony-tail with it cut into a moderately thick line, rather than the bushy mass Eabii's usually was. "'Ullo. I'm Daoii! I know ten thousand songs and myths. Just quiz me!"
He stated energetically.

The boys were rather gracious to their lovely host in directing conversation away from unbecoming banter. Jedicu especially was mighty impressed with her training at her young age.

"Well then lady, it is you who knows this castle the best in our little contingent, where ever are we headed?" Auris asked, wanting to know more about Elenath and figured that having her take the lead would best orchestrate such, despite the fact that the troupe had performed here several times and the guards knew their way around well enough.

Jedicu nodded, but afraid to be outdone, felt the need to add to the conversation or lack there of, looked her in the cheek (not wanting to be so forward as to look at her eyes or lips) "I hear his Lord Acharn has arrived for his studies..."