Disclaimer: I do not own He-man. I do not own Rolemaster. I do own Avetre Maevrin and Gwen. My sister owns Wooky, and a friend owns Maelynn, I'm just borrowing these two.

AN: I made the mistake of not mentioning how the elf ladies know about Eternia's war. I'm going on the assumption that it is world news.

Chapter 3

He-man flinched from the frost in the woman's cultured voice. He stood and walked over to where the new man and woman were standing. The man moved slightly in front of the lady in the trench coat and growled, "If you even think of hurting my wife I will rip you apart boy." To say He-man was startled would be an understatement.

"Please, we mean you no harm, and I would never dream of hurting your wife." the man studied him before nodded and backing away slightly.

The woman looked more amused than anything, she shook her head in fond exasperation, "Honey, I was killing cave trolls before I ever met you, as well as wyverns and other unmentionable creatures. I'm not some wilting lily." The man just grinned, "I know love, but to me you're my greatest treasure, I've got to protect that don't I?"

He-man smiled slightly, these two reminded him of his mother and father. He cleared his throat, "Ma'am, the three ladies that went under the water, they killed the dragon..."

She nodded, "They've done it before, and will likely do it again, especially seeing as Maevrin is apparently dragon jinxed. Are you upset about us harvesting the parts?" she questioned, "If you are, then I'm sorry, but we do need the funds they'll provide us to buy a new ship. We do need to get on with our journey."

He-man cringed inwardly, he really hated the thought of having to tell his father about this, "No ma'am. You can harvest the body, it's just that...well...there was a commotion at the palace...and those three were the main cause of it."

The woman froze. She shut her eyes tightly and dragged her had down her face. He husband started laughing softly. "That's great, just great," she groaned, "Why, is it, that every time I leave them alone for a moment, just one moment, they always do something like this. Are they trying to start and international incident?" At her husband's nod she hissed, "Stop laughing. You haven't had to live with this for a hundred and twenty years."

Her hubby grinned, "Yes, but hopefully I'll get to deal with it for longer than that. You do realize you're going to have to do your diplomatic nonsense to get them out of this." She moaned and nodded stomping towards the palace. The elfin man turned to He-man, "Just how bad is it?"

He-man and the Masters were more amused than angry, "Not too bad actually. They save the prince's life from an assassin. There was just a misunderstanding. We realize that if they'd wanted to they could have killed the people involved and yet they didn't."

Galdier blinked, "They didn't? Man, those guys must have made an impression on them, otherwise they would have died. Those girls generally don't leave any survivors when they fight."

He-man studied him, "They don't?"

"No."

"Why?"

"Well, most of the people they fight are trying to kill them. It is unwise to leave a living enemy behind. Living enemies learn from their mistakes and don't make them again. Sir, I'm a soldier. Those girls were raised during a time of war with none other than the humans. They don't hate humans, but they've learned to kill them if they view them as an enemy." The elfin man stated in a very serious voice.

Teela felt cold chills running up and down her back. Her father had had a closer call than she'd realized. She decided that she might have to thank the woman that defeated him rather than attack her. She turned to He-man to ask him what he recommended they do when two large bubbles of water rose from the harbor. In one of the bubbles were the elfin women and in the other was dragon bone, meat, and hide. The littlest woman was awkwardly stuffing vials of something into her belt bag while hanging onto a huge black claw. She was talking animatedly with the bemused rugged elf. The bubbles popped allowing all present to hear the discussion.

"...Honestly, Wooky, can you imagine the possibilities of a dragon bone naginata? I'm certain it will at least double the sharpness, maybe the total damage of my naginata. If I can manage to keep the venom sacks in it and active then that will make it triply effective. Are you absolutely certain you don't want one of the fangs for a sword? I'm certain it would be at least as effective as that holy sword of yours." the tiny black haired, green eyed elf was almost bouncing around in excitement, "And the sword smiths here are awesome. I'm almost tempted to have them make a katana for me!"

Wooky smiled indulgently at her shorter companion, "We're letting you have the fangs and claws because you're the one that nailed it with the heart shot. You will, however, be splitting the money you get from them with us." Maevrin nodded happily, that was the standard arrangement, with her underground connections she got more money from them than even Gwen could, but they all chose top pick if they were able to split them evenly. For some reason, though, Wooky wouldn't take one of the fangs for a weapon, she felt like it would be a betrayal of her holy sword, "Look, if you're so eager to get me a fang weapon, then why don't you give me the money from the fang and let me get more enchantments on it. That way I keep my nice pretty holy sword and you don't feel too bad." Maeve nodded.

She then asked, "Wooky, what's the meat for?"

Wooky got a contented grin, "This keeps me from having to hunt for meat, especially with Mae's preservation spells. Plus, Bob deserves a treat for not killing what's-his-face."

Maelynn was busy watching the Masters, "Look, you might not be able to do anything with those weapons while you're in jail." Maevrin and Wooky swung around, hands falling toward their weapons when they noticed the Masters' proximity to Galdier. He-man's eyebrow rose when he saw the runt grabbing at thin air behind her back. His other eyebrow joined the raised one when she drew a rather sinister looking katana from some sort of concealment.

Wooky growled, "Dude, you chose the wrong brother-in-law to mess with."

Maeve nodded, "Gwen would be mad at us if we let you hurt Galdier."

Maelynn's eyes narrowed as she prepared a vacuum spell. Galdier decided to end this before it started, "You three are in biiiiiiiiiiig trouble." He smirked.

Wooky looked at him uncertainly, "Why?" She asked nervously.

"Gwen's probably at this moment in deep political discussion with the great high muck-a-muck here and she was not happy to learn that you've caused trouble." he was grinning ferally at the girls. Wooky looked around wildly for her older sister, an unhappy Gwen equaled and equally unhappy Wooky. Gwen's voice could carry worse than a bansidhe. She was contemplating using a sound wall on herself to keep her hearing. Maelynn grumbled, "It wasn't my fault."

Maevrin glared at He-man, "Tattle-tale."

The Masters all looked to Man-at-Arms and Stratos, "Duncan," Mech-a-Neck whispered, "Please tell me you weren't defeated by a person that uses the word 'tattle-tale.'"

Man-at-Arms grinned, "No, but Stratos was."

He-man cleared his throat, drawing all attention to him, "Prince Adam explained to me what happened."

Maevrin perked up, "The blonde boy?" He-man nodded, and Maeve relaxed marginally, "He's okay isn't he? I'd hate to hear that he was hurt."

"Adam is well. Thank you for preventing the assassination." He-man stated calmly. He was rather surprised they were concerned over him.

Maevrin grinned, "That's good, I was worried there might have been more assassins."

Duncan frowned, "Why would you be worried about that?"

"Well, would you have allowed anyone that dumb loose on their own? No, there's probably another one in the palace or in the town." She frowned in contemplation. She really didn't like to think it, but she had to mention it anyway, "In fact, with the lot of you here with us, another assassin might actually use the diversion to get to him." This had the effect of getting the rest of the Masters to run for their Sky Hawks to save Prince Adam.

Man-at-Arms groaned, he looked torn between keeping up the ruse of being concerned over Adam, when he did know that Adam was safer as He-man, and keeping an eye on the women. He turned to them and noticed they were running for the palace. Galdier frowning after them. "Where are they going?" asked Man-at-Arms.

"Probably to save the Prince again." Galdier replied. He scratched his head thoughtfully, "It would seem they liked the boy."

"Come on Duncan, let's go." He-man stated, as he straddled Battle Cat. The great cat bunched up and shot forward before Duncan had a chance to get aboard his Sky Hawk. He-man reached down and grabbed Wooky and Maeve, pulling them onto Battle Cat's back. Maevrin squawked indignantly while Wooky looked at the great beast in appreciation screaming "KITTY!" He-man flinched, 'Great,' he thought, 'a cat fanatic.'

Duncan gunned the Sky Hawk's motor and shot after He-man. He reached over and pulled Maelynn in front of him, "I can get us there faster." he stated, not looking at her. He felt her nod.

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King Randor was relieved to see the Masters running towards him, "I take it the dragon was defeated." he stated, looking at Teela, he was rather surprised when the majority of the Masters shot past him, they'd normally stop to give him a report.

Teela nodded grimly, "Yes, sir, the dragon's dead. The three elfin women killed him."

Randor looked at her in surprise, "So that is why that elfin diplomat was here. We've granted the women pardon, by the way. It was, after all, a misunderstanding."

Teela nodded, "We stayed after to speak with them, but the smaller one, Maevrin, offered a disturbing suggestion." Teela noticed that the woman from the dock, Gwen had made her way over.

Gwen groaned, "What did she suggest..."

Teela frowned, "She was concerned about Prince Adam, apparently they'd taken a liking to him. She suggested that another assassin was probably here. Something about the ineptitude of the previous one. Maevrin suggested that if another assassin was here then that one would probably be out to kill the prince while the rest of us were distracted."

King Randor paled drastically, Queen Marlena gasped. Randor grabbed Teela's shoulder, "Tell me, where is my son?"

Teela shook her head, "I don't know, sir, I haven't seen Adam since this morning. He-man said he'd run into him. I can only hope Adam's better at hiding than the assassin is." Teela hated to say that, but she had to. Marlena gave a choked sob as she buried her head under Randor's chin.

Gwen's lips pursed as she considered the options. She rather liked this royal family and would like to help, "Your majesties, I have a ranger for a sister. Wooky can track anything, she once tracked my ward across an ocean. If I can get her, then we stand a great chance of finding you son, a better chance than an assassin might." Randor looked at her hopefully, Marlena's eyes suddenly filled with hope, "Really?" Gwen nodded and hoped that her sister didn't make her a liar.

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Wooky, mean while, was concentrating on using her destiny sense to find the prince. She concentrated on what she wished for, 'I want to find Prince Adam, tell me where he is.' Her senses tingled, the Prince was behind her. She turned and looked, right into the chest straps of He-man, growling she shoved him sideways, nearly toppling off of Battle Cat to see if the Prince was behind them. Imagine her surprise when the sense moved with He-man. She jerked her head to look at He-man's shocked face. Maevrin, who'd been riding behind He-man stared at her in bemusement, "What was that about?"

Wooky ignored her studying the big man who was righting himself in Battle Cat's saddle, "Okay, spill, how in the world did you change from a scrawny little boy into a big muscle bound man." He-man's face paled, she spoke again before he had a chance to protest, "Don't even think of arguing about it. I have a sense known as destiny sense. I wanted to find the young Prince Adam, and guess what, it pointed to you. So tell me, how does one go from scrawny to brawny in the coarse of a few minutes?" Duncan was gaping at them by this point in time.

He-man groaned, then said in a hopeful tone of voice, "Magic?"

Maevrin decided to come to his rescue, "Wooky, tomorrow use your D-sense to point you to an assassin named Hematite Obsidian. It will no doubt point to me. That's my nin-name."

Wooky nodded, she understood where Maeve was coming from, nodding she muttered, "The boy has magic which allows him to transform, so yeah, he needs to keep it a secret. Something tells me this boy is a rather well known hero and for that reason he must keep it a secret."

He-man looked over his shoulder at the smaller elf, giving her a slight smile. Maeve grinned,

"Sooooo, brawny furry underpants dude, where is it that you want us to find you? They are going to most likely ask us to find you so, where do you want to hide?"

Wooky growled but looked at him expectantly, "Good point. Okay Mr. Furry underpants, where do you want us to find you?"