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Addison remains in the background, monitoring the thoughts of those in the kings' court. He is repulsed by the self-centered, egotisitcal greed displayed by the king and almost wishes that the dragon WOULD ravage the countryside.
He "hears" the conversation between Isaura and the young boy. He quickly probes the young boys mind for any sign of deceit or treachery.
He also briefly scans the thoughts of Galadria and Blandamour, to learn of their plans concerning the dragon.
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Kellen advances to the edge of the woods and sits down to eat a bite of lunch. The trees in this forest are magnificent - unlike anything he has ever seen before.
They seem to rise all the way into the sky, and yet, are exceedingly straight for all of their height. He remembers the name, Steeplewood Forest, and decides it is a very accurate name indeed. These are easily the tallest, straightest trees he has ever seen in his life, and he was raised in a city in the trees as are most of the grugach, or "wild elves", as they are more commonly known.
After his meal, Kellen removes the long, slender sword from the scabbard across his back. He is a BladeSinger, having learned his skill from one of the few elven masters in this area. He begins to move the blade in a slow, graceful series of movements known as the Blade Song. The sword is called a katana. It is slimmer than a regular long sword, but far superior in strength. It can easily do as much damage as a large, 2-handed sword when wielded properly.
As the BladeSong progresses, the sword becomes a blur of motion...and the tell-tale "whistling" sound that gives BladeSingers their name is easily heard.
Kellen continues to look around him. There are many eyes hiding just out of even HIS keen eyesight He has been watched since early yesterday morning. He suspects either the local faires or druids are keeping close tabs on his activities. Very well, he knows he could never "catch" one of them, so he will wait and allow them to come to him. By practicing his swordplay so close to the forest, he feels certain contact will be made soon.
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