Cetra ritual part one the beginning(to all)

*wakes up, still a bit drunk form the night before* ow my head, that bakery party sure lasted long." I mutter a bit while turning around hoping to find the warm body of Gonfindle yet the spot is empty. "*jumps out of bed* Gonfindle?, Gonfindle where are you?*gets dressed in a hurry then runs down the stairs* Gonfindle?" I repeat his name several times more before running out of the bakery. Once outside I notice my father who stands near Lancelot. "*shivers* Where is Gonfindle?" I ask worried sick. "*turns around* He departed early this morning, towards the ruïns of Stormwind castle...He has to prove he's still a mountain elf...or a Cetra...if he fails..." Lancelot answers. Horrified by those words I rush back to my bakery and grab my bow. The one Gonfindle gave me,plus some food and pack my gear before rushing out again. "Where are you going?" My father asks. "*gazes at him* i owe my life to him, and I'm not going to leave him just because he has to prove something...besides I've got some news for him..." I answer before leaving the town. Lancelot gazes at my father and asks "what did she meant with I've got news for him"
"*gazes at my dissapearing self* I don't know, but my wife suspects something..."
"*gazes at both men* she surely is a stubborn girl, there is a snowstorm coming up, but she truly loves him, and that makes her so unique." Uther says "besides by the time she's back, the bakery will be repaired and enlarged." he adds before leaving. Lancelot gazes at the horizon and whispers "Lords of Light protect the 'pure blood' and the saved one."
Meanwhile I reach the house of the furtrader and buy a warm fur coat before deciding to move on. "*runs outside* Isil, are you sure you want to leave now? There is a storm coming up!"
"*turns around* I have to do this Michael!!Gonfindle will be in the same storm too, and as far as I can tell he didn't take any warm clothes with him" I respond. "*gives antoher warm furred coat* here then take this one, just in case...no no you borrow him okay?" he says while I stuff the coat in my pack. I gaze at him one more time before running off determined to find my lover. Above me the dark clouds indicate that a storm is coming up and with fear in my heart I begin to cross the open fields, but it is a fear for him and not for myself.

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> wakes up, still a bit drunk form the night before ow my head, that bakery party sure lasted long." I mutter a bit while turning around hoping to find the warm body of Gonfindle yet the spot is empty. "jumps out of bed Gonfindle?, Gonfindle where are you?gets dressed in a hurry then runs down the stairs Gonfindle?" I repeat his name several times more before running out of the bakery. Once outside I notice my father who stands near Lancelot. "shivers Where is Gonfindle?" I ask worried sick. "turns around He departed early this morning, towards the ruïns of Stormwind castle...He has to prove he's still a mountain elf...or a Cetra...if he fails..." Lancelot answers. Horrified by those words I rush back to my bakery and grab my bow. The one Gonfindle gave me,plus some food and pack my gear before rushing out again. "Where are you going?" My father asks. "gazes at him i owe my life to him, and I'm not going to leave him just because he has to prove something...besides I've got some news for him..." I answer before leaving the town. Lancelot gazes at my father and asks "what did she meant with <i>I've got news for him</i>" > "gazes at my dissapearing self I don't know, but my wife suspects something..." > "gazes at both men she surely is a stubborn girl, there is a snowstorm coming up, but she truly loves him, and that makes her so unique." Uther says "besides by the time she's back, the bakery will be repaired and enlarged." he adds before leaving. Lancelot gazes at the horizon and whispers "Lords of Light protect the 'pure blood' and the saved one." > Meanwhile I reach the house of the furtrader and buy a warm fur coat before deciding to move on. "runs outside Isil, are you sure you want to leave now? There is a storm coming up!" > "turns around I have to do this Michael!!Gonfindle will be in the same storm too, and as far as I can tell he didn't take any warm clothes with him" I respond. "gives antoher warm furred coat here then take this one, just in case...no no you borrow him okay?" he says while I stuff the coat in my pack. I gaze at him one more time before running off determined to find my lover. Above me the dark clouds indicate that a storm is coming up and with fear in my heart I begin to cross the open fields, but it is a fear for him and not for myself.
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