[Rosekitten]

The grounds were silent throughout the caverns of the icy mountain the Inthuul clan called home. Training was taking place, both the magic users and the common bloods were being prepared for the foreseen war with the humans. The seers of the clan had predicted a massive conflict with the neighboring tribes of humans and ice trolls that had come to make homes near their own. Though this was of little concern to a young cleric in training who would rather be at home practicing on her own then in this over sized class that her parents expected her to be the top student of.

The clerics name was Rinira Orthae, her father was the strongest mage in the clan and her mother was of common blood but a expert in alchemy.. also well known for her assassination work. A magic and common blood mix made her unable to fit into either category.. at least the pure bloods in the clan had a place to call home her magic wasn't the strongest an she was too damn stubborn to even begin to try for any other division.

Her eyes were a soft blue and her hair a light shade of red out of all the odds, a rare color among her clan seeing as they had a known weakness to the fire elements. Commonly she was seen carrying a engraved staff that was passed down to her by her father, a sort of inspiration seeing as she always admired him secretly, a goal in her life was to outdo her fathers legacy he had left for her to follow, though seeing as he was still breathing she has a ways to go to come close to being compared to the mage he is. Her outfit was normally the same, a hooded dress to hide her hair an face, unlike most dark elves her emotions weren't as well hidden as others. Her cloth color of choice was white to show she was training to be a cleric, if she ever passed her training she'd be allowed to carry a sheild with the mark of the cleric on it and the proper robes of her clan.

Though with the trolls an humans moving in on both sides of the northern areas had forced the different ice elf clans to merge into one large one an try to get along.. this did not always end well there were feuds and blood shed on a daily basis. This however did not stop the strongest of the tribes from taking command an forcing the others in line to help rid the lands of the future threat from above ground.

A yell suddenly broke Rin's concentration as she flinched an glared her eyes at the instructor who quickly returned the young elf's look. "Do you expect to be as great as your father by not paying attention Rinira?" he said to her aloud for the rest of the students to hear. Most of them would show respect an say no sir or whatever but Rin wasn't like them, even if she ever got such power she'd still be looked down upon she was nothing.. she was always told that her parents thought highly of her an spoke so as well but most who knew her outside of her parent's eyes knew better then to cross this quick tempered young dark cleric.

Rolling her eyes she looked away from the instructor before leaning slightly lazily against her staff "if i'm depending on this class to give me such training to become half the magic user my father is then I'll be over a thousand years of age by the time it happens.." she said crossly. She cared little as to who she spoke to, not like they were going to kill her she had crossed no lines, stepped on toes maybe. The instructor snorted before going back to walking down the line an ordering a few of the others to do the spell properly and such. He'd be back, but she knew she had won this battle for the moment.