Mistral...maybe adding the "B" to your title as well is fitting, hmmm ?
Anarrima 67/67
Another two team members lost. Probably dead by now. How was Anarrima to know any different? She sat there dazed and confused that these strange giants now seemed to be becoming more strong by the hour, for she had no idea what type of magic had just been invoked to produce the yellow doorway. Wyrd lay across the way, seemingly crushed. Ruby was in tears, running toward her beloved friend, holding her head in pain as though she was also under an attack of mental might. The mighty dragon had been wounded...the one that Brendon trusted would be the saviour of the mission.
In the end of all things, it appeared that the druid and she were all that was left to save Ironworks. The three banewolves had been momentarily frightened into seclusion as the giants had appeared, which spoke of their great power. However, they were fast returning and only within one or two moves from attacking.
She looked again at the elven Druid, tears in her eyes. Ever so softly in her elven speech, backed with the scratchy undertones of Drow that had seeped into her accent, she proclaimed,
"Le a nin, beriad ammen Ahurani"
Ahurani be with us, you and I..
Ahurani Fairhand = Ana's Goddess
The rest was taken from Tolkien's Sindarin.
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