At first glance, it looks like an angel|Beastlands

[Kender Bard]

Ragalla suddenly hesitates, her feathers ruffling nervously. "Do you hear that? Sounds like a lot of people coming this way."

[wesker]

Silent just gives a big grins and starts walking.
"Oh hey, I wasnt gonna ask earlier but whats a tou...trou...toubardor...err, that thing your mate is...what's it?"

[Kender Bard]

"A traveling storyteller," Ragalla murmurs. She hurries up and grabs Silent's hand, tugging gently. "Come, we must hide! The swallows say the people coming are very mean indeed!"

[wesker]

Silent nods and crouches lower a bit.
"No time to dig a hole...We're close to home what..." She falls silent. She gives Regalla a helpless and frighten look and finally moves at to her tugs.

[Kender Bard]

Ragalla looks around and motions for Silent to take cover in a group of bushes, as she takes wing and hides in the treetops.

[wesker]

She leaps in the bushes and quivers. She crouched down far enough for a quick leap, yet her mind hasnt decided yet if its for running or for biting out the thoarts.

[Kender Bard]

Before long, the Clears as their army begin marching through. At the same time, a tiny mouse scurries out from the bushes that Silent was hiding in. It squeaks three times, loudly, and a few of the Beasts with rodent-affinity look over, causing the Clears to as well. They bark a couple orders and the army sets upon the area where Silent and Ragalla are hiding. The Wind types put gales up in the trees until, unable to hold on to her perch, she falls right out and into the clutches of the Clears. Before long, she too, is calling them her master. Meanwhile, Thelon is battering at Silent's mind and the Storm and Ice elementals are getting ready to throw their attacks, should it prove necessary.

One of the Clears walks over and in a commanding voice, she intones, "Who is your Master?"

[wesker]

Silent was never really a mental resounding person.
"Well you are. Why do you ask? Dont you already know that?"

[Kender Bard]

The Clear smirks and points to the other elementals, "Go join up in the ranks. We Clears are your masters. You are not to attack us or try to run away. You will do as we tell you. Now, get in line!" Ragalla walks into the ranks of her fellow captives.

One of the Beast elementals sidles up to a Clear and whispers in his ear. He frowns and says, "The beast says that the Minds and their army are at Ronduin. Seems they're onto our trail."

"Slow though, aye?" the other Clear intones. She beckons a Raven-affinity beast to her and gives an order. The Raven nods eagerly and whistles and caws. Soon the sky is filled with them. The Beast type speaks with them in the avian language and the ravens fly off. The clears change their course - they're headed Athrug now. "We'll pick up any elementals we find along the way, but let's go prep the battlefield."

[wesker]

She hops into line quickly.
"Wow! I've never seen so many people before...much less people that I get to stand next too!"