Adelle

Adelle is a warrior who has a large scar upon one eye. Her hair is a dark brown and it almost looks black. The eye with a scar shows no pupil, as she is blind in that eye after a dragon attack. Her other eye is steel blue and almost looks like it is piercing your soul.

She often wears her armour and a magical choker that goes around her neck.

Amanda

28 year old female with white blonde hair that falls just below her shoulder blades and celery green eyes off set with dark eye lashes and dark sun kissed skin a sweet personality at first glance but with her charm its easy to hide the war leader of her tribe ' The charmed' cold and calculating is her real deal. She is of average height 5' foot 4 and small body with a birthmark of a rose on her left calf

She was standing over the lookout admiring the veiw with the feild of willow trees waving hello with there golden leaves and the cute little dasieys littering the ground. She was geting annoyed waiting for her apprentice to show up so that they could train and already the little brat was 30 minutes late Amanda was ready to kick some butt

She quietly practised her aim with the new longbow she was given. It was a new weaponed but, she got the hang of it quickly.

Amanda's amulet Glowed a warning that someone had attacked her tribe and she rode to them on her midnight black stallion AZ as fast as death and swift as shadows they flew

She whistled to her large draft cross.

The large dapple grey cantered through the bushes and the short girl grabbed her weapons and jumped on the large horse. With a dagger hanging from her waist, a bow on her back with a large pack of arrows, and a sword in her right hand, Adelle galloped off.

When she lightly tapped her large black boot at the dappled horse's right side, he turned to the left with a fluid motion.

Amanda was a crazy fast lady and just loved to be high in the sky with all the birds and tree tops. She clung to dear life to Az but her long sword, bounced along her spine with painfully thumps, but she did not have time to stop and fix it. She could just dump it but then she could only have her Mother's throwing knives tucked away on her belt loops.

Adelle looked around the border and saw a teenaged boy.

"Wrong territory." she muttered to herself. She pulled out her bow and an arrow. As she pulled the string back, she aimed for the middle of his calf, a warning. But she had to make sure not to harm the thoroughbred he was on. His horse was glorious. The black coat on that boy shined. He seemed to have perfect conformation!

We were flying and soon came to the camp and saw what was wrong No one was outside, not around the fire. But nothing was destroyed, no it all looked almost normal. Without stopping.I jumped of and ran for the main tent it was empty no one to be seen...