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A soft smile appeared on her face. Silver tresses swayed behind her, she shook her dial a little to his question.

"I have my reason's......... and to see your magic go to waste, is sad. Plus with more training you could fight the cravings better.... Maybe even destroy them totally."

Golden orbs blinked at his features. She watched him for a while as he sat still, and spoke to her. She smirked to him as he asked the question of myth. She swiftly moved to her knees beside his sitting form staring at his chest, it was almost like she could see the cadged powers inside him. She reached out her slender arms and placed both hands on his chest covering the two power sources. She was trying to show him the places.

"No,..You have two side's to your power, Not even fully related to the each other,... As if two powers joined side by side. your cravings have nothing to do with the magic.. It is like you never tried to find the power at all..... It is harder to come into magic when your a halfbreed."

Lifting her hands from his chest she smiled softly to him and shifted her weight to sit on the ground.

"Over time I have come to think that half breeds hold more power than the pure. For you must master both powers and keep them in harmony...... I my self am a hafling, but not like any thing I have felt from you. You're two powers from as opposite beings as it can get. ..... I am sure, that is why you have problems with using your magic. For more control would be needed... Yet it seems that you have one of the powers already opened."

Her hand reached up and lay on her chest, where the horrible wound had been before he had healed it. She looked to him quietly as she sat beside the man. She reached out with her fair hand and took the blade softly from his grasp. Holding it strait in front of her, she twisted the red hilt in the setting sun's rays, causing the rainbow of colors to ripple across the beautiful ivy etchings. Her brow narrowed as if trying to decide something. Finally she spoke still looking concerned to her blade.

"The thirst isn't gone,..... Only covered,.. I am not sure how long it will last,.. at least a day maybe more. It might be stronger when the magic finally wears off or it might not have effected the thirst.... If you held this blade you could probably go for years without craving, but eventually the hunger would build up and suddenly break free, by then you would be nothing but a blood crazed demon.... No, it is best that you learn to control that part of you."

She lowered the blade to the ground, her face took on a look of deep thinking and worry. Her golden eyes stared blankly at the wall on the other side. Her voice came out softly as she added.

"But that is not something for me to decide... For all I know you enjoy the drinking blood and killing."

She tilted her dial slightly, her fair face looked calmly up to the man that stood before her... Vampire, That had been what she thought he was half of, but she could feel that he did not like the thought of being one of the undead. Yet she did not know of another breed that craved blood. Which ever way his other side was of healing, and that would be the key to stopping his body from needing the red pulsing fluid that ran in peoples veins. She was momentarily lost in thought before blinking slightly and glancing back up to Samber again. Her features were calm as she listened to his words of denial. When he was done speaking she quickly rose to her feet, taking the time to brush some of the dirt off her clothing. She still held her blade in one hand as she spoke to him, Her emotion's never showed on her face as placid Golden orbs took in his Azure pools.

"Would you believe me if I told you that I don't know what I am... so at least you have an that much."

She seemed slightly jealous that he at least new what he was and had the freedom to know. Even though her blade was from her father, she had never met him or known what or whom he was. What angered her even more was that her mother would never tell her either. Even on her dieing bed she never let the secret out so that Ario could have some sort of light on the subject.

"Some of the power has already come naturally to you, whether you like it or not.... But it is your decision."

She gave a soft shrug as she spoke her last words. She glanced slowly around her then lifted her face for a moment to take in the soft night air, she took a deep breath as she looked back to him, her face looked almost uncaring, but her yellow ooids flashed.

"You can't run from fate for ever. You think that you have only one choice,.. But being a halfbreed gives you the ability to control each side and decide for your self... Maybe someday you'll understand.... with more training."

She wondered for a moment why he would say that he wasn't bothered by the fact that he took lives, when his face clearly didn't seem to like the idea that the cravings would become more enraged the next time. She easily brushed away the sarcasm in his voice as she replied.

"It has always been arguable, what ever side that gave you healing ability's will save you from your hunger, and more,..... If you let it."

She turned quickly on the heal of her foot as she moved lithely to walk away from the man and head back into the ever returning night of the market place. Her long russet cloak filled softly with air as she moved, laying on her back the silver tresses reflected the moons iridescent glow. She paused after a few feet and blinked at the view before her, she spoke to Samber though her back was to him.

"I could teach you,... If you want to learn, If you call my full name I will hear it.... But if there is nothing else you want to know or ask then I will be going now.."

She still stood calmly waiting for the man to either say his good byes or just leave. But still she would wait, for she could teach him if he wanted. He had the ability to learn things, remarkable things. But she would not pressure him, after all she hardly new him. She silently sheathed her blade as she turned quickly back to face him. Her crimson cloak looked deathly strange in the rays of the soft moon that started to raise to its full glory.

She seemed surprised that he was even still there behind her. Her golden orbs seemed to glow in the twilight. Puzzlement crossed her face as sharp ears took in his murmured words. She softly repeated the word to her self.

"Sedoran? They are strong in healing, that explains much."

She had herd a little of that race. They were smaller than regular human size, almost ten times. Yet held strong healing powers. It seemed he was truly crossed with good and evil. She dismissed the topic from her mind as she caught his next words. Again she was shocked. But fate had its way sometimes. She moved her dial side ways wondering if she had heard him wrong. Did he say he would accept her offer. She gave her own smirk as his answer sank in.

"You will try then."

It was more of a statement than an answer. For she would help him. This would be interesting. She stood in the moon beams as she thought silently for a moment. Her face moved to look out at the market place, then back to him she scanned his ragged from, he needed to be cleaned up. He looked like,.. like a dirty thief. She snorted in humor at her thoughts then spoke.

"First you need cleaned up...... Apprentice Samber."

She moved a couple steps closer to her new apprentice. She held the placid face as she stepped closer, though a small smile tickled the edge's of her soft lips. She hadn't had an apprentice in a long time, it felt good to say those words again. She new it would be hard for him, The first thing he needed to learn was that he really did have two powers inside him. She glanced back for a moment to the square of the market, and with a grim face her soft hand moved to her chest, and laid over the flesh Samber had healed. She rubbed her muscles through the grey clothing she wore. She looked as if she was thinking hard. It wasn't that she was afraid, but she didn't want any more battles for tonight. She looked calmly back to the man.

"Let us find a place to stay for the night,.... and clean you up. Then we will move on."

She too needed a bath, she could still feel the dried blood under her clothes and wanted to clean it of.

"I saw an inn aways down the road,.. while being chased by the guards,...... Come."

She turned and walked away from him, She didn't look back as she enterd the market and the turned moving swiftly down the street. If he came she would teach him. If he didn't follow she would just wonder on as planned before she met him. After walking down the hard road aways she had finally found the inn, a soft light still lit the windows as she got closer to the inn's door. She glanced behind her wondering if he had followed.

She softly smirked as Samber entered the inn before her. Gracefully she entered the inn, slightly surprised that Samber would show such manners and hold the door for her. Yet she held her emotions in check as she followed, and gave a slight nod in his direction for thanks. She was going into a rather crowded inn, she had hoped that it wasn't so busy. She didn't like being around so many. Always staring at her. Dial tilted low as her silver tresses draped lightly to momentarily hide her features, golden orbs flashed wildly around the room, yet she could clearly see that every one was staring at them. She gave a hardly audible growl at there probing eyes. She felt her magic shift silently around her then settle as the occupants of the bar all returned to there own proceedings. She slowly held herself more upright as the elven woman approached. She had wondered for a long time if her father had been an elf. Yet Ario clearly did not have the pointed ears, even though her beauty matched the elves she new some how that elven blood did not run in her veins. She was about to speak when Samber spoke up first. She almost glared to the new apprentice, for it was the teachers job to take care of things. But she stood still while he made the arrangements, her eyes narrowed as she caught a group of ragged looking men staring at her from across the room. They were clearly drunk.

She calmly glanced to Samber, She hoped that he wouldn't get them in trouble with stealing from some strong and wealthy land owner, or someone powerful. She caught his words and looked to the bar. This had been a very bothersome day, even if it ended with a new apprentice. Placidly she replied.

"No. But we must leave early tomorrow.."

With out a second glance she walked across the inn, she seemed to float across the hard floor and around crowded tables, in her swift elegant movements. Her long silver hair seemed to dull the surrounding objects as she stopped at the bar and flicked a small coin at the keeper, she softly spoke to the large man behind the counter who promptly pored her a drink and after a short period some food was given to her also. He told her where her room was and she quickly took the drink and food as she headed down the hall way. She grumbled softly at the men still looking at her, but she disappeared down the hall and in through her rooms door. She closed the door and moved to the small bed beside the wall. She stared out her window and started to eat slowly, even though her stomach was telling her it had been a while since she ate. She quickly drank the beer that the barkeep had poured for her. She eventually crept out of her room and found the bathing room. After she was clean she went back to her room and stood in front of the window. She didn't sleep well with others near by. She could still see the probing eyes of the group of men by the bar. She sat stiffly down in the chair, with her arms folded over her chest. Her crimson cloak lay on her bed, along with her outer top. She wore her white under tunic that hung loose on her frame as she waited for the hours to pass by and the sun to come again. Her strange blade rested on the bed next to her clothing.

Ario still sat in the chair as the night sky had started to hardly lighten over the horizon. Her chest moved easily up and down showing that she had drifted into sleep. Yet, her golden orbs blink softly open as if she had never dozed off. She turned her face to see the very early dawn. Slowly she got up and streched her muscles. Though her body was sleep deprived she never looked it, the strange blood of her father helped her to go on for many nights with out sleep. She quickly put on her over shirt and wrapped her waste in the grey and white cloth, before flinging the crimson cloak on. As she opened her door she strapped her sheathed blade to her side. And swiftly moved, not to Sambers chambers but to leave the building.

She left the inn only to return a while later with a second blade and some fresh clothes. The blade wasn't as nice as Ario's but would do for the moment. She also carried some new clothing for her new would be apprentice. She grabbed some breakfast from the inn's cook before continuing down the hall and entering Sambers room silently. Golden orbs glanced around his room only to find him laying on the bed. Her beautiful face twisted slightly as she could smell the strong alcohol that came from his form. But at least he had cleaned him self up. She set the bundle of clothing and new blade on small table by his apparent sleeping form, along with some of the food she had gotten. She paused a moment looking down at him worriedly, then crouched over to touch her soft hand on his shoulder. She let her power trickle ever so gently through his from. She gave a soft sigh as she could still feel the hunger within him, and growing slowly. But the stronger powers that were held locked, were still there also. Long silver tresses softly brushed across the bed as Ario stood up slowly from his body and moved silently to stare out the window that lay in the room. The sun wasn't even over the horizon yet. She stood calmly, deciding to give him another hour of sleep. since he would most definitely be irritable when he awoke. She folded her arms across her chest as she waited patiently for him to awaken. The suns rays were just starting to flicker over the land out the window and stream softly into the room as her back was turned to Samber.

Her elegant face quickly took on a frown as he grabbed her wrist rather tightly. Still she looked down at him with a slight disgust in her features. She watched him as he complained and lay back down to sleep. Big mistake. Her had reached out swiftly to the curtain and threw them open, letting the now rising sun's bright rays to fill the dark room in an almost blinding light. She looked back to his grumbling form only to grab his pillow and try harshly to pull it from under his head. While placidly replying.

"Get up."

She new that the guards would still be looking for them even on the next day. She wanted to get moving before any noticed them leave. She could have taken his pain away but felt that he needed to learn a lesson. For you must take responsibility for your own actions. Becoming rather irritated herself she reached out her hands and promptly grabbed the sword she had bought and intended to give to him. With the blade pointed at his head she dryly spoke.

"You must try harder,... thief."

Her words held some sort of inner knowledge that he probably wouldn't understand. She smirked as she said the title of thief to him. Knowing that her calling him that bothered him greatly and at least it would get a reply. With the blade she held she motioned to the new clothing and food beside him.

"Take this blade and clothes.... and eat. We need to leave soon, the guards men are still looking for us from last night. And I intend to leave before I need your healing ability's again."

She quickly tossed the blade in the air only to grab it swiftly and routinely drive it sharply into the mattress of the bed that Samber laid on. The blade was buried deep into the bed and was rather close to where the man's head had been before. Folding her arms on her chest again she looked down at his form rather smugly, with amusement. While her musical voice was heard.

"I also think that it is time you learn to fight... Now get up and get ready. Samber."

She moved back to look out the window. She noticed that some men had started to gather and talk close by. Every once and a while pointing to the inn that she stood in with samber. Her golden eyes narrowed at there distant forms. A guard moved to join them and then glanced quickly to where the other pointed, it was to the inn. She didn't like the looks of things. She grimly spoke while watching out side.

"We might be too late already."

Her beautiful face moved to look at him as she rolled her eyes to his ever constant complaining. She glanced out side a moment and still looked slightly worried to the small group of men. She caught his words as she dryly replied.

"I worry to much? ....That is why I am still alive.... And unlike you, not every one sleeps till the afternoon,.. Samber."

She ignored him as he started to change, for she was to busy looking out the window. She puzzled at question's that ran through her mind. She tried to think of a were to go. Yet she new that if he killed some one they would have to leave again. A soft frown seemed to spread across her elegant face at the thought. She did not want him to kill any more, She blinked softly for a moment seeming to look some were distant. They needed to get some where fast so that she could start his training. Adela was a good place,.. maybe,. for the time being.

"We will go to the Adela Village... It is small and a good place to start your training."

There was also a great forest that surrounded the village and she enjoyed peace and quiet every once in a while. Plus she could teach him with out worring so much that any would find them working on magic. Noticing that he stood next to her she gave an uncaring glance to Samber's direction. Seeing that he wore the clothing she had bought, she smiled at him. Besides his clearly exausted, and hung over apearance she felt he looked much better, now that he had a bath and got out of his old mangy clothes. He looked more like an apprentice. She smirked wildly at his question of travel. Her soft hand gave him a playfull smack on his firm shoulder as she turned from the window and walked over to the small table that held the food she had brought.

"Neither,. we will fly,.. its faster that way,.. and god knows we need all the time we can get.... and don't forget your sword."

As she spoke her last words she pointed rather uncaring to the blade that was still deeply embedded in the mattres. It was a strong sword and she had gotten a good deal for it. The blade was hardly used and had a good strong handle, it was a good begining sword for him since he aparently needed practice. She grabbed some bread and an apple off of the plate of food that set on the small table. She took a cruching bite out of the apple, slowly munching on its sweetness for a while before starting slowly on the bread. Her slender form stood still as she paused for a moment. Calmly she looked back to Samber.

"How bad are the,. Cravings today?"

She hoped she had some time to work with him for at least another day before the hunger set in to bad. He needed to open the wall that held his strength. They needed to leave quickly.

She seemed in a trance as she softy whispered.

"Two days...... if we are lucky...... Not much time."

Ignoring his question she gave a soft sigh and rubbed her dial with her fingers for a moment as if she had a headache, He could be a stiff little jack couldn't he. But that attitude would be a great help,.. and the time would come soon enough... She quickly stood up and took another large bite out of the apple she held. Munching on her breakfast her bright golden orbs gave a placid glance to his form then she turned from him and moved out the door, not even bothering to answer his question. For he would see soon enough, that and she had to much on her mind to reply. The end of her silver hair disappearing out the door was seen as she quickly walked out of the hall way and turned to leave through the inns back door, since the guard and other men would apparently be in the front, and she wanted to avoid any more problems from arising for today. Her swift steps brought her down an old ally way that looked to have not been used for some time. She followed the old road as it took her out to the very skirts of the town. There the edge of a small forest could be seen as she started to move even faster through the thick brush of the foliage. After a few minutes of Pushing branches and bushes out of the way, she finally made it to the small meadow she had landed in the day before. She paused only a moment before moving carefully to the center of the grassy land. She looked around slowly making sure that none would see them leave. For this sight would surly set the guards off.

She lifted her slender arms and put them together as if praying. A sharp flicker of light was seen as her form shifted, the light grew brighter as she moved her magic through her body. This time she morphed her clothing and blade with her, It took more magic to carry her clothing and a little longer to shift but it was better than relying on some one else to carry her clothes for her.

Large pretty golden eyes stood out an an extremely large white face. Needle sharp teeth could be seen in a mouth, as a large white dragon now stood where the beautiful woman had been. The creatures long silvery neck moved her cranial around. As strange horse like auds swiveled around so that she would be able to catch any intruders before they took off. Two large horns lay low and between her ears, as she looked around. But instead of the usual bat like wings most other dragons held, she had large feathered ones. The bone white, wings shimmered with a soft rainbow of faded colors as she shifted them softly. Her large claws dug sharply into the soft earth below her now large scaled bodice. The scales had an strange pearl like hue to them. The dragon stood on her four large daggers as she blinked softly awaiting Samber to come join her. A deep thruming voice is heard from the white dragon as she tried to whisper, but it was difficult to talk softly as a dragon for they where used to large vocal calls across long distances.

"Samber... let us go."