Ellyn jerked a hand at her sword, unburning it. The metal made a slight fizzling noise as it slowly disappeared. She gave a grunt.

"Name's Ellyn, not 'missy'. An' I wouldn't'a died. Too much air gettin' 'tween th' rocks ta kill me like that." But that was enough of pyromancer dirty tricks, for now.

"Actually kind'a sorry ya don't 'member yer name. Could'a informed yer kin, not that I ain't gonna try that anyway--someone's gotta know ya," Ellyn said. "An' fer serious, ya got a good reason we shouldn't talk ta ya? Yer only dead."