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[Arcana]

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The wood elf gazed at the human in front of her, deeply troubled. "Are you certain, cousin?" Anariel asked. Arcana, the elf's cousin by intermarriage, nodded.

"Yes."

Anariel studied the human woman's face for a long moment, but Arcana's typically open countenance revealed nothing this day except tightly controlled anger. The perceptive elf thought there was a deeper sadness underlying all in her human friend, but did not press further.

"Very well. It shall be my honor to do as you ask. I will take Aerindell and Daynle as my First Rangers, as you have suggested," she said.

Arcana gave a tight smile and rose. "Good." The tall woman hoisted her bow and pack. Her dark-clad form was soon lost from view amidst the trees, even to Anariel's elven eyes.

The elf smiled sadly and patted the neck of the large nightmare standing next to her. The 'mare pricked his ears quizzically and looked at his mistress.

"No, I don't know if she's coming back, Nighthawk. Something terrible has befallen her... something with which she will have to make her peace on her own. Beyond that, I could not say."

And so leadership of the Order of the Silver Leaf passed to Anariel, Lady of the Forest.