“Yea, he called you young just like the story right? And your much older then we are,” Illidan said unhappily.
“Arwen is over 3,000 so its very obvious that this could be possible, but it still doesn’t mean the legend has to be about you,” Grimor stated, getting a dirty look from Arwen for stating she was over 3,000.
Argin giggled a little and added, “Well we can discuss this all day or train just incase the legend is about you two. I say we train how about it?”
Elzia smiled at the thought of being able to train again for she had fun the day before. with her old trainer, she had to wake up everyday to meditating and practice combats. she like this much better. it was as if she were playing a game. "i vote for training," she giggled out raising her hand.
illidan laughed at this, and knoded in agreement. i need some kind of flash back thingy of how illidans trainer would train him.
argin smiled and looked to grimor, for it was his turn to train the children. the legend was soon forgotten, as they went into a harder training session. though it was kinda like what elzia had done, she was still having fun because they weren't screaming at them when they were doing something wrong.
they continued training through out the years, alternating from arwen to grimor to argin and back to arwen. every now and then, elzia and illidan would be taken back to the villiage to play with some of the children their own age. rarely would either one of them leave the other's side, unless they were in some kind of fight that they would get into.
they soon got their own tents as they matured. Elzia would be sitting in her tent with smaller versions on her elementals around to keep her company. her knees could be drawn up to her chest as she read absently petting her wolfs head, or she could be sitting on her bed with small balls of each of her elements twirling around. she sometimes enjoyed being alone in her tent, but sometimes she would quietly wonder into illidan's tent where he would sometimes be staring at the top of the tent whistling to himself. other times he would be sitting there sharpening the sword that was given to him a while back. at five foot three inches, the sword was about up to her shoulders, which was a good fit for illidan's six foot six height.
"those two are a handfull now," grimor sighed out as he and argin walked into their tent.
"they are quick learners aren't they?" agrin asked as arwen walked in.
"we've taught them well," she said as she sat down. "so well that the council men are coming to see them."
argin and grimor's eyes widened. they knew that the council men were going to come eventually, but they didn't know it was goin to be this soon for they had only been training for about three years now.
mean while, illidan and elzia had gone to their own tents. during their time together they had some how managed to learn a few of eachother's powers. elzia had tried, like many times before, to sneek into his tent from a shadow in his room.
illidan smiled as he felt her come through it, but he continued to sharpen his sword. elzia tip toed toward him from behind, and at an arms length away from him he said, "you know you can't sneek up on me from one of my own shadow's so why do you keep trying?"
"because i'm goin to do it one of these days," she said as she sat next to him. "i was close today. i just need to be quieter."
"much quieter," he laughed. "what are you doing here anyway?"
"i got bored in my tent," she stated laying down on his bed pouting.
"again?" he said with some shock. "you're fifteen now. cant you find something to do?"
"i guess i could," she said rolling her eyes. "but it's not fun to do things alone."
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