[Amanaduial the archer]

Hreeza surveyed the baffled creatures below her with amusement at their confusion. Dykoria...that one was so adventurous, but Hreeza pushed back this thought. Others had been as headstrong as this one and to what avail had it been?

Her happiness at the Maias recognition was shwon with her silver laugh. Min, the minstrel looked around in awe at the sound, like a silver harp. She came closer to him, pouring herself in and around his lute, producing a snippet of the beautiful delicate music of the air.
"What is this trickery?"
The wind sprite stopped playing and was shocked to see the ranger Dykoria holding out her sword in a shaking hand. Arawil looked up angrily and Mins expression of delighted bliss turned to bewilderment, although he said nothing.
"Trickery?" Arawils face darkened. "That trickery you seem to foolishly resent is the sacred soul music of the forest itself! How dare-"
"Hush..." The sprites whisper rustled in the leaves near Arawils head, quieting her. "She knows not of the forest as such a living thing-her people have forgotten such things. I mean not to startle or disturb you ranger." She continued, turning to the ranger, now sheathing her sword. "The soul music is simply a way to express my being to you."
Anroth had been watching and listening in amazement. At this recent answer, he stepped up and waved his hand through the air in which her voice had come from. "What are you? I hear your voice, yet I can barely see you-"
"Barely?" Arawil and Hreeza interupted together, then stared at each other- well Hreeza stared at Arawil and the Maia stared at the shimmering outline of the sprite. How could this elf, not an eternal first spirit such as these see Hreeza?
"What an you see of her, elf?"
"I see an outline, yet...yet another outline over that. The silver glitter in the air...can you not show yourself to us in a more corporeal form?"
"Would that I could Anroth. Would that I could." Her eyes stared into Arawils, trying to pass the hidden meaning on. She could not voice her wish- was not allowed- instead she had to earn them and hope to make Arawil understand.Earn them...aha! Taking a deep breath she spoke.
"O maia, I beleive i can assist you in you quest. Allow me to come and I will do as you command for the good of the quest." She flashed a quick mind picture of a human/elf kneeling and handing a sword to Arawil in a way of expressing herself.
"Of course sprite. I would value your help."
"Well then what are we waiting for?" Said Min eagerly. Dykoria perked up and together the group began to plan.