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Tireace notices j'dar is up and goes to him. "finished reading chapters 1 and 2?" she said with a beaming smile eager to show her student the power of magic.

Irri laughed, suddenly and piercingly, and altogether briefly. It was like the peal if a chapel bell, loud and resonating. Her strangely mirthful eyes were fixed on Tireace.

Tireace turned toward irriwen startled by her sudden laugh. "what's so funny?" she inquired "why are you laughing?"

"You amuse me, Breton." Irri said, as if explaining the simplest question, or the Child's Annuad or something of the like. "That's all. Good luck with your lessons."

Feather-Tail's patience nearly reached its limit as Irriwen's ear-piercing bout of laughter erupted only meters away. The others' activity was significantly irritating- the shuffling of blankets and bedrolls, the plethora of childish late-night conversations- yet he remained stationary, still seated motionlessly upon his own bedroll as if attempting to entirely ignore his fellow demigods.

"stop calling me Breton! I have a damned name. It's Tireace! TIREACE!!!" tireace screamed at everyone and no-one, to those that call her Breton and those that don't.

"Huh? What?" Siaenach mumbled sleepily, awoken by the yell. "Issit the Breton again?"

"my name is Tireace, Siaenach. Remember it for I remember yours" tireace said before she kids dirt into Siaenach general direction aiming for the mouth

"Not nearly powerful anough of a kick you've got there, Breton," Siaenach called back in an amused tone.

"You know, this is only I guess, but you might just be a teensy bit useless."

Tireace sumons a flame atronach and brings out a ball of ice "me? Useless? Never" she said before she stabbed the flame atronach with the ice spike and using the force and momentum of the icespike it flies towards Siaenach direction

"So Tireace knows a parlor trick..." Irri said, smiling. "Calm down, girl."

"have you forgotten? Dead flame atronach goes boom" tireace said with manicitcal smile " I will only stop if you ALL stop calling me Breton and call me by my actual name!"

"Oho... Got teeth, eh?" Siaenach said with an amused expression, leaning to the side nonchalantly, avoiding the spike.

"I'll call you by your name when you earn my respect."

"I will be right back." Ormis said, walking over to the others. He hoped he could calm stuff down.
"Listen, both of you. No one here is useless, if we were, why would we be doing this whole Marukhati thing. Each one of us is different in a way. It doesn't matter what race we are or anything else. We need to learn to get together if we wish to survive." Ormis said, hoping to calm stuff down, before walking back to Selara.
"Okay, sorry about that. They seem rather hostile."

"remember? Dead flame atronach goes boom. But.." tireace summons a dremora lord and a bound sword "will this earn your respect" as she twirled her sword around.

Irri smiled, and approached the young Breton. "Tireace." She said. "Tireace. Breton. Human. Conjurer. Fool. Genius, names mean nothing, thicken your skin." She laughed again. "You have spirit, if nothing else."

"you called me by my name.. Thank you, Irriwen child of the prince of the hunt" tireace said now smiling "spirit is all I have over others and I am afraid that is not enough to help you guys but I will try my best" Tureace then yawned and went back to her bedroll by the fire before dismissing her dremora lord " night you werid canny bunch"

"Night, madman's daughter." Irri said, shaking her head. She glanced at Siaenach. "Ingnorance should be pitied, not reviled..." She murmured.