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  1. Well, if there's anything Natia is good at without her magic, it's calming animals and helping them to relax. She's capable of calming wild, angry wolves and even bears. Mythological creatures are questionable in most cases, but I'm sure she could handle these horses! I'm not sure if I included her ability to care for animals as one of her skills in her bio. If not, I should probably add it.
  2. Both of those ideas sound great! I was actually thinking that, if nobody decides to have their character abduct Natia, that she could end up becoming one of Rowan's willing slaves by the end of their journey as well. Having her being mistaken as a slave and Rowan claiming her as his might even build some sexual tension between the two~ As for the horse, that would be pretty convenient. I'll have to wait and see the horse's description, but I'm sure Natia could be of assistance in taming the creature assuming it's anything like a normal horse.
  3. Location: Rosayia Forest, along with Ildran River Natia listened intently as Rowan continued to explain his decision to keep his ability hidden. While she still didn't fully understand, she could tell there must have been a lot of tension surrounding the use of magic among his people. She decided not to press further on the subject at the moment since it might be a bit intrusive. As she continued to listen to his words, she heard him apologize for her people's situation, although she blushed softly as he so bluntly used the term 'sex slaves.' She didn't take offense to it or anything, she had just never been around anyone who would be capable of talking about something like sex so openly without any sort of euphemism. She couldn't fathom the idea of ever submitting willingly to another person. Living with every action you're allowed to make deictated by your master... could it really be considered living at all? It was already hard enough for her to imagine boxing herself inside a single village for the rest of her life and living by the laws of a centralized government. Sure, the Aequu had guidelines to follow, but those were more so warnings about the potential consequences of certain actions than actual rules they were required to follow with the use of disciplinary action to enforce them. Living on your knees and eating out of your owner's hand... it just sounded absolutely humiliating to her. But, if there really were people out there who enjoyed such a position, she supposed she had no reason to judge them, so long as no one ended up mistaking herself as a slave. As the thought crossed her mind, Natia blushed again and looked down at herself. She had been offering her help to Rowan in exchange for food and protection herself. And with this collar around her neck, she could imagine any passerby to assume that was exactly her role. In all fairness, though, she could have ended up in the arms of some pervert who wanted to use her because her petite body reminded him of a child. Rowan seemed to have respect for her and her people. Something about his presence calmed her. Compared to what her fate could have been, the idea of being a slave to a man like Rowan didn't seem like too bad of an alternative. She couldn't imagine herself feeling much more humiliated than she already was, and without her magic, her employment options were quite limited... she wasn't even certain that the people at this village they were headed to would even be capable of removing her collar. She looked up at his golden eyes once again with a soft smile. Her body began to feel a little warmer as she began to think that perhaps being a servant really wouldn't be so bad... She was about to say something she would probably regret before Rowan had begun to speak again, stopping her from opening her mouth and shaming herself and likely her entire race by admitting the thoughts that had just crossed her mind. She quickly shifted her focus back to the crackling fire as Rowan began to explain the Eldyrannth to her. She found herself mesmerized by his description of their draconian forms. "That sounds... beautiful... I hate that this world has to be filled with such cruelty. These Daedra... they sound like absolute monsters." she crossed her arms and bit her lip, knowing she was speaking about people with powers far beyond her own. She knew that even with her power restored, she would likely stand no chance against such a powerful enemy, and that challenging them would likely only result in her own death or enslavement. They might not even need a collar to keep her from escaping, either. It would probably only be more humiliating to be enslaved even at her full power. It only helped to make her feel tiny and insignificant in this massive world that she had only begun to explore. She found herself wondering if her father or any other Aequu had ever had any run-ins with such forces of evil. Perhaps such an encounter was exactly why her father was such a stickler for staying out of the public eye. "That's still not to say I hate these Daedra, though... I'm sure there is some explanation for their reasoning, same with those Hounds... They may be cruel, but surely there's a reason why. Perhaps they're afraid of being overpowered and want to exert their dominance... I've always been raised to understand that good and evil both exist for purposes beyond just fighting. Like predator and prey, they need each other for the natural world to thrive. That's not to say I'm defending their actions, but life is extremely valuable. I once wished that all predators would just disappear and leave the poor defenseless creatures they killed alone, but one day I found a rabbit that was dying because there just wasn't enough nutrients in the local plantlife. Today, I would never assume the world would be better if any part of it were missing, because I can only imagine that situation with that rabbit on a much more massive scale, affecting thousands or even millions of lives..." she touched her collar again. "Even the people who did this to me, I'm sure they have their reasons... maybe they just lacked empathy, or maybe they were desperate for money for their survival... It is not my place to judge others. I must leave that judgment to Goddess Cera and if Her guidance tells me to fight, then I will..."
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  5. Alez nodded and reached forward to place the pendant inside the lockbox. It took quite a lot of effort not to smirk as Mr. Enron seemed to walk right into her little scheme. It was going to feel so good to pull the wool over this man's eyes. After dropping the pendant, she did feel a bit vulnerable, however. She could feel a sense of unease, as if this plan seemed to be pulled off a bit too easily. Could it be possible that she was being lured into some sort of trap? What if something happened that made it impossible to retrieve the pendant? She made sure to take note of exactly what the lockbox looked like as she lowered the pendant inside and turned to Samantha. Noticing the guilty look on her face, she just smiled. "There you go, it's all sorted out. Now make sure to live your life to the fullest now that you don't have this man weighing down on you!"
  6. Location: Rosayia Forest, along with Ildran River Natia blushed softly at Rowan's compliment on her name, but Rowan's explanation of how magic users are received among his people she found to be quite tragic. "Your people are afraid of magic users? I can't even imagine... my tribe's lifestyle would never be able to function if everybody was afraid to use their abilities. Granted, I suppose all of us have the gift as opposed to the supposed select few of your race. If people are so afraid of magic users, then they may even go so far as to neglect their own abilities out of pure denial. Never in a million years would I willingly cast away my powers unless it was for some noble cause that Cera herself had called on me for." She paused for a moment before gently reaching out to touch Rowan's hand. "I hope you aren't ashamed of your ability to transform. I-I didn't mean to accuse you of doing something wrong or anything. I just... can't really understand it, myself. Maybe if I knew more about this Eldyrannth, it wouldn't seem so odd to me. But I'm glad you could do it, because, if it wasn't for your transformation, I don't think we would have gotten away." Natia nodded as Rowan explained all the supplies he had. Alcohol was another oddity to her, as she had only ever drank water, but the whiff she got from the flask certainly wasn't pleasant, she couldn't imagine such a foul-smelling drink to taste particularly pleasant. Aside from that, she would also prefer to avoid the meat if at all possible, as the thought of eating a part of a dead animal only made her feel guilty. She was relieved to know he seemed to have some fruits and vegetables, too. "We don't know much about other civilizations. You might not have even heard of the Aequu before me. We are incredibly low in number compared to many, some civilizations even consider us extinct or mythological altogether. But the civilizations that know better..." she frowned again and gripped her collar tighter, shaking her head. "Well, we're in high demand for their... reproductive urges..." she couldn't think of another way to put the sex trafficking of her people lightly. "They see our incredible ability to heal and our long lifespans as an ability to recover from even the most brutal of treatments and neglect, but they also see our physical weakness as a sign that we aren't capable of physical labor, so, without magic, pleasure is all we're good for in their eyes... And it's very rare for us to be rescued from such fates because we are often critically outnumbered."
  7. Location: Rosayia Forest, along with Ildran River Natia could understand Rowan's hatred of the people as he described them, however, even after his explanation, she still couldn't find it in her heart to hold any particular grudges against them. Violent solutions were never an option in her mind. She had always been raised to resolve conflict peacefully and better the lives of all parties involved. In the event that a conflict grows violent, she was raised to escape rather than fight back. It was all part of her tribes' method of avoiding contact with those who would seek to take advantage of their abilities, as fighting would lead to antagonizing, which would lead to generalization, then tension, then war when the fear on both sides reaches its peak. With the mindset Rowan had against these Hounds, it would seem that fear was already rapidly approaching its peak and that fight was not something that would need to stop. However, she decided to remain quiet on these thoughts at the moment. She didn't want to make it seem like she was trying to boss him around, it would probably come off as quite rude. She nodded as he explained how his transformation worked. It was bizarre to her to think of such an ability as any sort of natural ability such as walking and breathing. It certainly seemed like magic to her, but he seemed insistent that he wasn't an 'elemental.' "Well, I'm not sure how much you know about us 'elementals,' but transfiguration might theoretically be possible with the manipulation of certain forbidden elements... You see, there's the basic, natural elements of earth, fire, water, air, and aether. Those are considered the white elements and they are all reliant on the laws of reality to exist. Everything that exists is made up of some combination of those elements. But there are also the forbidden, black elements of Time, Space, Mind, and Spirit. Only deities are normally permitted to manipulate those elements. In order for something like transfiguration to work, the space your body takes up would have to be manipulated. But even the greatest minds of the Aequu would never even begin to fathom how that would even begin to work, although some theorize that the black elements are manipulated through extremely advanced techniques regarding the element of aether..." she shrugged, realizing that she had just been talking a lot with no real direction to her words. "I don't know, I just thought maybe you might be capable of some form of magic that you didn't even know about. When you really get down to it, I suppose my magic isn't much different. It's only possible because my people, the Aequu, were created by Goddess Cera with a perfect balance of the elements. I don't fully understand it myself, but that perfect balance allows us to manipulate the elements around us by adjusting the levels and puppeteering them. I suppose if I were to compare it to something more natural, it would be magnetism. We can control the elements by attracting or repelling them from the environment around us. We can control which elements we are attracting or repelling, too, allowing us to break down objects into their basic elements as well. For example, if I could use my magic at the moment, I would probably be able to break that stack of firewood into a pile of earth and a small amount of water. I would also be able to repair all of the burned firewood to its original condition and create warm air around us by manipulating the natural heat from the sun and bringing it into this cave. But, unfortunately, I'm still relatively inexperienced when it comes to this kind of thing. The most complicated thing I can do is create fruit and flowers from earth, water, and aether. Some of the Aequu can do incredible things, though, depending on what fields they've devoted their lives to. Some can manipulate the weather, for example." Again, she had caught herself rambling, so she stopped talking and found herself staring out at the rain, which she had always found oddly calming, although she did always have the concern that some helpless creature might be stranded out there. It was then that Rowan asked for her name. She responded with a nod. She had already decided that she could trust Rowan, so she saw no problem with volunteering her name. "My name is Natia. I'm sorry, I should have introduced myself earlier." she bowed her head slightly once again as she apologized.
  8. Location: Rosayia Forest, along with Ildran River "Hounds..." she repeated. She had never heard of such a terrifying creature before, but after her previous experience, perhaps she should take his word for it and hope she never comes into contact with these hounds again. The story behind their creation only saddened her more. "I can't believe there would exist such a cruel god out there in such a beautiful world that would turn something as perfect as human life and turn them into such horrible monsters. I'm glad to hear that at least that god has been stopped..." she turned her attention back to the crackling fire, which she had now begun to realize was quite different than the type of fire she was typically used to seeing. "You're... burning sticks just to maintain a fire? You're a magic user, aren't you? There's no need to hide it anymore, you've already revealed it to me when you transformed..." non-magic users had very inconvenient ways of maintaining their fire. There was a reason it always burned out on its own over time. Once the fire runs out of material to burn, it disperses back into its normal state as heat, leaving behind the broken down bits of earth and smoke left by whatever was fueling it. Any magic user wouldn't even need such a raging fire for any purpose other than self defense. If they were cold, they would just have to gather whatever traces of heat were nearby. She wasn't sure if Rowan was just being extra careful not to use his magic or if perhaps there was some reason he couldn't manipulate the natural elements. He certainly didn't look like an Aequu. Could Cera's gift have gone to races outside of her own? She had never heard of such an occurrence, but she supposed it could perhaps be possible if there was another race as perfectly balanced in the elements as the Aequu. Alternatively, if there were other gods, then perhaps there were also other sources of magic? Maybe even with different sets of rules and limitations... "Can you not control the elements?" She found herself asking. "Fire, water, earth, air, aether... can you not manipulate those at all?"
  9. "I'm selling this because quite frankly I can't stand you and I refuse to let you take advantage of someone like Samantha any longer. You're foul, disgusting, and you should be absolutely ashamed of your revolting business practices. But don't think this is the end. I will make sure this whole business crumbles, you mark my words." She set the pendant down on the desk. It was quite bothersome to separate herself from it, as she really did need it to return home. But if everything went according to plan, she would have it back by the end of the day. She knew what she was doing was wrong, and no doubt lady Caelisia would reprimand her for her behavior. She wasn't supposed to get involved in the ordeals of mortals, but this was just something she could not sit idly by and watch. Besides, she was quite certain there was more to this man than just greed. That aura of darkness doesn't come from just the normal, everyday sin of humankind. "Now then, do you want the pendant or not?"
  10. After a few hours, Natia slowly awoke to the warmth of the campfire enveloping her body along with the already-quite-warm blanket she had snuggled so comfortably into. In the moment, she didn't think much of the fire, although a man made fire was quite an anomaly for her. She had no idea how one would even go about starting a fire without the use of magic and, had she been awake, she probably would have been interested in watching the process. The small girl slowly sat up with a soft yawn, stretching her arms before she noticed Rowan sitting against the wall across from her. She rubbed her eyes. "O-oh, I'm sorry, I must have dozed off at some point..." she spoke with another warm blush across her face already. Although she didn't seem to have been disturbed at all during her sleep, not that she would expect Rowan to take advantage of her at this point. It just went to further reassure her that this man truly had no intention to harm her. She wanted to ask him about the magic he demonstrated to her, but she also figured opening up with such a question would be quite rude of her. "Thank you very much for the bread." She gave another bow. "I hope I can find some way to be of use to you. I regret that I've been such a hindrance already..." she touched her hand to her collar once again with a frown. "If it wasn't for this... I'm sure I could have protected us from whatever threat we would have faced back there..." She still didn't quite understand what the two of them had been fleeing from, and perhaps she was a bit too overconfident in her abilities, but she had fended off quite a number of animals and other attackers in her time. It was often very easy to scare them away with contained explosions if all attempts to calm the creature end in failure. She had never been in such a position that she would have killed or injured an animal in the wild. She didn't like the idea, but she supposed that in such a situation as this, she may find herself in a life or death encounter in which she'll have to make such a decision. It was a very difficult burden considering life was such a precious and delicate balance of elements. Just like a perfectly bloomed flower, it is always tragic to see a creature, no matter how dangerous, lose its life. "I hope those wolves weren't hurt too badly by that Wyvern..." She glanced back at the entrance of the cave. She knew whatever the monsters were, they weren't just wolves, but she was partially hoping that she would get a correction so that she could have a better understanding of what was going on.
  11. Location: Rosayia Forest, along with Ildran River Natia couldn't help but giggle softly as Rowan licked her face. Her people were never particularly concerned about hygiene considering how easily all of such problems could be solved with their abilities, so she didn't really think twice about the trail of saliva that lingered on her face until the stickiness bothered her enough to wipe it off with her hand. She blushed softly when Rowan transformed back into his more humanoid form. She had already gotten so used to the wolf that she had nearly forgotten about this form. "I-I don't mind." She spoke in a soft tone in response to Rowan's apology. "I thought it was cute." She continued, her lips curving into a subtle smile. She nodded as Rowan explained his plan, he really sounded a lot like her father. He seemed to know a lot about the monsters and hazards of the land. Perhaps that was why she found herself being able to trust him despite the suspicions she still had. Either way, his tone only helped her to relax and he's done nothing but help her this whole time. "You didn't scare me too much, in fact, I thought it was quite clever. I was thinking more along the lines of using something like mud to cover our scent, but I suppose it was Cera's guidance that we happened to stumble across a dragon to fend them off for us!" She almost sounded excited in a way, although the more she thought about it, the more concerned she felt for the beasts. However, she didn't want to bother Rowan with concerns such as those at the moment. She probably shouldn't keep him too long before he could go collect firewood. As Rowan left the cave, Natia began to eat the bread. Being used to foods such as berries and fruit, the bread was unexpectedly dry to her. Yet it also had a light and fluffy texture to it. For a moment, she even found herself questioning if it was even food at all, it almost felt like some sort of fabric, but she knew that bread was quite a common food among most species. Besides, Rowan generously offered it to her when she had nothing else to eat, so she was more than grateful enough to finish the small loaf. By the time Rowan returned, Natia had dug out the blanket that he had told her about and was curled up in it, fast asleep. She hadn't rested at all since passing out from pure exhaustion before, so it hadn't taken long at all for the small girl to fall asleep.
  12. (OoC: Y-yeah... that's the explanation I'll go with...) Location: Rosayia Forest, along with Ildran River As time went on, Natia grew more and more weary. Her grip on Rowan's fur started to loosen and she almost slid off his back a few times before being shaken back to reality and quickly readjusting her balance. As a result, she was relieved when Rowan had decided to take shelter inside a nearby cave. She slowly rolled off of his back and onto the ground with a sigh. "Are we safe here?" she asked, unsure if she would have a chance to relax and help herself to recover. She was also still quite hungry. No doubt her stomach had been rumbling the entire trip. She definitely felt that she should have eaten when she had the chance, but she just wasn't sure if she would have been able to keep it down in the moment. Perhaps now that she felt a bit more trusting of Rowan, she would be a bit less tense and her body wouldn't immediately reject whatever food she swallowed. Natia reached down to gently scratch behind Rowan's ear. She hadn't cared much for predators in her life, so she didn't know much about wolves beyond how to avoid them, but it seemed like something they enjoyed and perhaps Rowan would enjoy it, too, in this wolf form. Although she still had a number of questions that she would have liked to have answered, but those questions would probably have to wait until he transformed back into his more humanoid form. "I truly appreciate everything you've done for me so far, and with so little reason to do so. If it wasn't for you, I'm sure those monsters would have gotten to me... I-I've never been so scared in my life..."
  13. Location: Rosayia Forest, along with Ildran River Natia, too, began to grow increasingly worried as the beasts seemed to be attempting to surround the two of them. They were certainly far more intelligent than any wolves she had ever heard of before. She then noticed that Rowan seemed to be walking slowly to make sure she didn't fall off, even after he began to speed up. If this man ended up dying because of her, she would never forgive herself. She griped Rowan's fur tighter and clung harder to him. "D-don't worry about me too much... If it gets too dangerous, just leave me!" She knew Rowan couldn't understand her words, but it just didn't seem right to simply allow him to risk so much for her sake when she could offer so little in return. She was startled even more when Rowan suddenly came to a complete stop. She was unable to hear the growling as her ears weren't nearly as sensitive as his. Her heart began to race almost in a panic as she knew the beasts were rapidly gaining on them, but she could only hope Rowan had noticed something that could potentially save the two of them. As Rowan slowly creeped up to the source of the sound, however, she began to pick up on the sound of a wyvern snoring and growling. Immediately, she began to grow even more worried, as dragons were known to be quite violent and unpredictable. She could soon see the massive creature which was thankfully asleep at the moment. Her whole body began to tremble at just the idea of this monster waking up with event he slightest of noise, but she then felt Rowan's warm tongue gently flick along her leg. She couldn't help but feel somewhat calm after that. Rowan clearly knew what he was doing. She just continued clinging tightly to him, careful not to make even the slightest of noise. She had never encountered a dragon herself, so she really had no idea how likely they were to accidentally wake it up. She certainly wasn't going to take any chances, though. After several minutes, Rowan had managed to smuggle her past the sleeping giant and only seconds later, she heard the commotion behind them. It was quite disturbing to hear the pained wails of the creatures and she couldn't help but feel sorry for them, but she most certainly had no plans of becoming food for the wilderness any time soon. Relieved, she loosened her grip on Rowan and instead gently wrapped her arms around his neck, pressing her face into the back of his head. "Thank you for everything you've done for me already..." Again, she knew he couldn't understand her words, but at the very least, he would recognize her hug. Never in a million years would she have expected herself to hug an outsider, yet she couldn't really think of any other way to express her gratitude. This man just saved her life twice!
  14. Location: Rosayia Forest, along with Ildran River Natia clung tightly to Rowan's fur as he began to cross the river. She could feel the waters splashing onto her arms and the sides of the tunic she had been given were dipping slightly into the river as well, but Rowan had managed to keep her mostly dry. As the two reached the other side and hid in the bushes, Natia had foolishly hoped that would be the end of their escape, but Rowan seemed far less convinced. Rowan peered through the bushes while she waited nervously. Due to her position, she wasn't quite capable of looking through the bushes herself, but with how quickly Rowan decided it was time to leave, it was clear that this was something they both had reason to fear. If she could summon the strength, she might could push away some of the leaves so she could see more clearly, but even then, that would probably be a bad idea as it might make unnecessary noise that could catch an animal's attention. She could assume that the creatures were canine due to their howling, so they likely required a scent to track the two of them effectively. Second to that, their hearing would probably be their best bet. A canine's eyesight was typically quite limited. So, if Rowan could get enough distance and the two of them could find some way to cover their scent, perhaps with mud, flowers, or even urine if they got really desperate; and remained quiet, they could potentially evade these creatures. Considering these canines were more interested in hunting, perhaps the scent of fruit or honey could help, too. Unfortunately, she couldn't convey these ideas to Rowan who clearly knew more about the creatures than her. She would probably just have to keep her eyes open for anything that could potentially cover her scent. With that in mind, she would likely be best to avoid the idea of flowers since any local plant may be deathly poisonous for all she knew. Fruit or honey might attract the attention of other dangerous animals... Mud would probably be her best bet. Although she would hate to ruin Rowan's tunic, it would most certainly be worth it if it could save their lives. She continued to cling as tightly to Rowan's fur as she could, knowing if those creatures were hot on their trail, that her falling could mean the difference between life and death for the both of them!
  15. Location: Rosayia Forest, along with Ildran River The site of the rope and dagger that Rowan pulled out quite understandably made her nervous. While she had been abducted by slavers who used chains, she knew that some preferred rope. She drew back slightly even after Rowan explained his intentions. Hearing the howling, though, she was reminded that she wasn't quite in the position to resist. At this point, all she could hope was that Rowan was being truthful with her, even though he clearly lied already about having no weapons... She blushed slightly in embarrassment as Rowan tied the rope around her waist, although the embarrassment was more so due to the fact that she had to trust this stranger to protect her than the size of her clothes. To her, clothing was normally more of an accessory than a means to cover her body. However, without her magic, she likely would need some form of clothing to keep warm. Shortly after he finished tying the rope around her waist, she felt his hands on her shoulders. It wasn't hard enough to hurt or intimidate her, but it was enough to demonstrate just how important his next words would be as he looked into her soft purple eyes. Somehow, she found this position to be quite reassuring. It didn't feel like he was trying to control her, she had enough freedom to try to run at any point, but it was also firm enough to convince her that she should trust him. It almost reminded her of the way her father would calm her in stressful situations. When the howling began to grow in number and volume, she began to panic for just a moment before Rowan continued talking, allowing her to focus once again on staring into his warm, golden eyes. She nodded quickly, trying to shake away her blush as well. Soon, she watched as Rowan suddenly began to blur. Natia's eyes widened in shock as she watched the man transform into a wolf right before her eyes! She hadn't expected Rowan to be a magic user at all, much less one so advanced to be capable of shapeshifting! Considering she had only grown up knowing the system of magic that the Aequu used and wasn't quite familiar with other forms of magic, merely assuming they all functioned identically, this was particularly shocking to her. Transfiguration was a forbidden ability that required manipulation of the forbidden element of space. Considering he explained that he would be unable to understand her, it must affect the element of mind as well! Could this man be against Cera? Suddenly, she found herself questioning whether or not she should trust this man, or beast, but as the howling only drew closer, she was forced into a decision. She quickly hopped onto the wolf. Perhaps she could get an explanation later when they reach somewhere more peaceful.
  16. Location: Rosayia Forest, along with Ildran River Natia nodded in response as Rowan confirmed or concerns about traveling to Selil. It would seem that traveling with Rowan was her only option. She would just have to find some way to be of use to him at some point down the road, but until then, she would just have to rely on his friendliness and hope he wasn't merely taking advantage of her. She was somewhat relieved that Rowan suggested she likely hadn't been violated, although it still didn't ease her tensions completely. She accepted the tunic the man offered her with a smile and looked at it up and down. Obviously, it was far from the type of clothes she had ever worn before, but she was most certainly in no position to complain. Her smile soon faded, though, when she noticed Rowan curtly stop talking. It was then that she finally took notice of the howling. Unfamiliar with the local wildlife, to her it just sounded like a typical wolf so she hadn't thought much of it before, but once Rowan suggested otherwise, she began to grow nervous. It was clear this must have been some other monster. Considering how fearsome that previous beast was and the tone of Rowan's voice, this was likely another creature that was probably just as dangerous, perhaps even of the same kind for all she knew. Without hesitation, she nodded and stuffed the bread back into Rowan's bag. "B-balance?" She blinked for a few seconds in response to Rowan's last few statements. She couldn't quite put two and two together just yet, but she nodded again. "Y-yeah, I can balance, I used to climb trees all the time, although I did always have my magic as a safety net, but I'm sure I could balance." She hadn't the faintest idea just what secret Rowan felt the need to hide from the world, but it was clear whatever it was would be quite helpful under the circumstances. "I understand, I give you my word that I will tell no one. It's the least I could do for all you've done to help me." As she spoke she fit the tunic on. As expected, it came down to about halfway between her knees and feet and hung very loosely off of her shoulders and arms. She was ready to go anytime Rowan was, although she wasn't quite sure if she would be capable of running on her own.
  17. South side, isn't the forest only on the south side of that point of the river? I would imagine that if Rowan was headed north and Natia was being taken through the forest to Selil, they would have to have met at the end of the river after the Ildran and Adil rivers meet. You also did specify that Rowan crossed the river to avoid the Marshlands before meeting Natia, if I recall correctly, and judging from the map, it seems like the northern/western side of the Adil river is the more popular path for travel. Anyway, I don't mind the danger at all, in fact, it's more of an excuse for Natia to cling to Rowan for the time being xD
  18. Location: Rosayia Forest, along with Ildran River Natia blushed slightly with embarrassment as Rowan corrected her pronunciation. "Well, I can't say for sure if I came from the northeast. It looks like that area is mostly bordered by sea, desert and mountains, none of which I recall from where I was captured... and if they could travel by sea and their goal was to bring me to Selil, surely it would have been easier to take me there directly by sea, unless maybe I had already been..." She froze up at just the thought of being sold and potentially used as some product all while completely unconscious and unaware, but she quickly shook her head. She didn't want to focus on that possibility. Besides, right now, where she came from was a pointless question. Her first priority should be to figure out how she could get this collar removed so she could actually be of help to herself and Rowan if needed. What was more troubling was Rowan's suggestion that it could take weeks to travel from the north to the south, which likewise meant it could take an equally long time to travel in the opposite direction. Could she really be stuck with this horrible collar for that long? Would she even be able to survive that long? It was then that Rowan suggested he had a more efficient way of travelling that he couldn't do with her. That certainly didn't help her fear of being a burden to him. She bit her lip and nodded. "I-I see..." she looked back down at the map. "Well then, if I'm only going to slow you down, maybe I should just go to see your friend in Selil? It doesn't look nearly as far, and hopefully, I'll be able to have this collar removed much faster. If he can't help, then surely I can find someone who could..." She trailed off again, knowing she really wasn't comfortable at all continuing to travel on her own, especially knowing now that these slavers were so commonplace in this area. With how high-demand her people were for slavery, she could be grabbed the moment she turned her face up near that city. Not only that, but the monster that attacked her slavers seemed quite fearsome. No doubt, there would likely be others nearby. She wasn't particularly concerned about wolves, like the one whose howl completely went over her head, or other familiar animals, but there was nothing more dangerous than dealing with a beast one knew nothing about. She was quite hesitant to walk away from Rowan. She knew she wanted his protection, his care... not unlike a lost child, she was scared to take a single step on her own. She hated feeling so helpless and needy, but the truth was she didn't have even the slightest bit of confidence that she could handle her own under the circumstances. Still, the last thing she wanted was to make this man's journey unnecessarily difficult. She bowed to him.
  19. Location: Rosayia Forest, along with Ildran River As Rowan explained the situation to her, Natia nodded slowly in understanding. "Okay... thank you very much for helping me." she sniffled. Of course, she would have preferred being able to go straight to this friend of Rowan's, but clearly he had priorities that couldn't be altered. She still didn't want to be a burden to him, so she would simply have to understand and accept his conditions. Besides, he didn't have to help her at all, so she was more than grateful that he was even offering. Rowan soon rolled out a map and held it out so that she could see as he pointed to a few landmarks to explain where he was headed and where she might want to go. It looked like quite a long trip. While the two of them were currently near the southern border, this Dragon's Eye place seemed to be almost at the north-eastern corner of the entire nation! With how exhausted she had been just travelling along this river, she could tell it was going to be a very exhausting trek. Would she even be able to handle something like this? What was worse was that this Verserend place he was suggesting seemed to be even further away. Perhaps she would be better off just trying to travel to Selil on her own... yet the thought of remaining alone sent a chill through her body. Although she would have more understanding of where she was, she would still be scared and helpless... Rowan then asked her if anything seemed familiar to her. She took a few moments to scan the map, but she only frowned and shook her head. "No, no... nothing looks familiar at all, and my tribe studies up on the surrounding areas while we travel, so surely I would be able to recognize something..." She could only feel the despair welling up inside of her as she stared blankly at the map. Just how far away from her home had she been taken? She looked around again. "When I was captured, I was in a forest, but there were different types of trees than this. The plant life was a lot more vibrant and colorful. Looking at this map, I can only guess the caravan I was locked up in was traveling along this river to reach Selil when it was attacked by some monster, so I would assume that I was brought here from the eastern border, perhaps? Even still, I was unconscious for most of the trip, so I have no idea how far I've been taken..." She swallowed hard before glancing back to the horizon with a defeated sigh. "Maybe if I can get this collar off, I'll be more capable of finding my way home. You said the people at this Verserend place might be capable of helping me? But that seems so far away, surely you have plans to get there other than simply walking, right? I mean, you don't seem to have a wagon or even a horse! Is there a faster way to these mountains?"
  20. Never assume that your partner will play different characters the same way. Just because somebody is okay with roleplaying a specific kink doesn't necessarily mean they'll be comfortable with the character they're currently using participating in it. Some players like to play more innocent characters alongside more kinky ones. Make sure to communicate with your partner before introducing a new kink into a scenario!
  21. Location: Rosayia Forest, along with Ildran River Natia felt a wave of relief as the heavy shackle fell away from her delicate wrist. Although the dark red mark that remained on her wrist concerned her without her ability to heal it instantly, Rowan's assurance that it would heal naturally. She could vaguely recall her father teaching her about how wounds naturally heal over time due to nature's tendency to keep the elements in very specific balances. Foreign elements get ejected and missing elements get replaced over various lengths of time. She nodded in agreement as Rowan handed her what remained of the small loaf. She wasn't quite sure if she should eat the bread at all. She didn't want to be too much of a burden to this man, especially if he really was as friendly as he seemed to be. As she stared at the bread, she heard Rowan comment on her collar and she reached up with one hand to touch the gem in the front. "I think... this is the lock..." she started. "Every time I try to use my magic, it counters it immediately... If I could just get home, surely my father could help me to remove it, but... well..." She frowned as she scanned the horizon in all directions, but as far as her eyes could see, there were only trees that extended for miles. Normally, if she ever got lost, she would simply climb a nearby tree and peak over the horizon, using nearby landmarks to guide her way back to the camp, but any landmarks near here were completely foreign to her. "Where... am I?" The small girl had never felt so lost and hopeless. This Selil place Rowan mentioned didn't ring any bells. Had she really been taken that far away from her tribe? Her father had her study up on the local cultures wherever they traveled in order to understand their customs and any potential dangers to her and her tribe, but not once had she gone over any place called Selil in her studies, meaning she must have been quite a long way away from where she had been abducted. She had no idea how long she was unconscious, either. For all she knew, she could have been cursed to remain asleep for days, weeks, months, maybe even years... That thought alone made her heart begin to sink again. She continued staring down at the loaf of bread in her hands, tears beginning to well up in her eyes as she turned the loaf over. She was hungry, yet she also felt like she would throw up with nerves if she even tried to take a bite.
  22. Somehow, Natia was surprisingly at ease as Rowan announced his approach. Perhaps because she had already decided to approach him, or perhaps the pain from her cramp was just too much for her to be able to focus on anything else. Although, when Rowan reached into a hidden pouch, she could feel a sense of unease. Even after he showed her his strange tool, she was a bit skeptical. She had never seen such a tool before. Due to her nomadic life in the wilderness, she wasn't familiar at all with most common technologies, even things as mundane as lockpicks. As a result, she had no way of verifying what the tool was or its purpose. As far as she knew, it could have some sort of poisoned needle inside it and he could be playing off of her ignorance. However, once again, she figured that if this man truly did have evil intentions, he probably would have attacked her while she was at her most vulnerable. Natia slowly nodded, and as the muscles in her leg began to loosen, she slowly began to push herself closer to Rowan. Surely, she didn't have much to lose at this point anyway, and if she was going to get access to her magic, she would eventually need help from another soon. "You can really use that to free my hands?" she asked with curiosity before showing her shackles to Rowan more clearly.
  23. Judging from Mr. Enron's character, Alez could tell both of these options he offered wouldn't be the cleanliest of jobs. There were bound to be important details hidden within them that would make them seem far less innocent. Of course, when dealing with such a disgusting example of corporate greed, she would have to ignore the first few suggestions he offered. Besides, the way he worded them, it would seem that they would take a very long time to make up for Sam's debt. This final option, however, caught her interest for only a brief moment before she heard Sam's immediate response of disgust. Clearly, whatever this man had in mind wasn't going to be worth it. It was clear to her at this point that if she was going to outsmart this man, she would have to play by his rules, but outside his realm of understanding. She took a moment to think about what she had that could divert the man's attention and fool him into thinking he had won their little encounter. From what she had observed, there didn't seem to be anything this man enjoyed more than making a profit, so she immediately came up with an idea that would most certainly change his mind. "Forget about whatever disgusting ideas you have in mind." Alez reached up and removed the pendant from her neck. Under most circumstances, this would be extremely dangerous. She always wore the pendant around her neck because it was her only way of returning to Coelis. Without it, she would have no way to return and would essentially starve due to how a Celestial's body functioned. However, if everything went according to plan, she would settle Sam's debt right here and now and have this pendant right back around her neck by the end of the day. She carefully dangled the glistening silver and gold pendant across from Mr. Enron's face. "Take a look at this, pure, solid gold and silver. This pendant is a priceless family heirloom passed down from generation to generation. It's an important memento to me, but by selling this with your dirty schemes, I'm sure you'll more than make up what you would get from Samantha, tenfold. Go ahead and have it appraised, you'll find this is no lie. This pendant is genuinely solid, pure gold and silver. All I ask is that you relieve Samantha of her debt and you can have this pendant, absolutely free. You would be a fool to turn down this offer."
  24. Natia blinked as Rowan explained his reason for wanting to help. She could feel a slight blush growing across her face. It was quite embarrassing; it hadn't quite registered with her that she had been speaking out loud to herself that whole time. Besides that, his words did seem genuine, although she still wasn't quite sure whether or not she could trust him yet. At what point would it become okay to trust a complete stranger? At the same time, if this man really was genuinely trying to help her, she would hate to inconvenience him with her needless suspicion... She kept her eyes peeled on the man as he slowly removed his bag. She couldn't help but immediately fear if there were some sort of tool he would use to trap her with. Then again, her wrists were already bound and she was quite clearly injured. Surely, he would have no need to restrict her movement further. Connecting these ideas helped her to relax the tension in her body a bit while she watched him open up the bag to reveal a small loaf of bread. Still, he could be planning to manipulate her somehow. Maybe using the bread as bait to lure her closer? Maybe he had some perverted idea of making her beg for her food... but again, he disproved her thoughts simply by not only offering the bread to her but also offering to toss it to her so that she wouldn't have to approach him. He even took a bite of the loaf he was offering, which confirmed that the food hadn't been tampered with. Admittedly, the bread did look quite appetizing. Although she had never personally tasted bread, it looked quite soft and fluffy. Natia's stomach rumbled once again and just as she was about to speak when she noticed the dragonfly approach her. She couldn't help but giggle slightly before trying to reach her hand up to give the dragonfly the chance to land on her finger. However, she was quickly reminded that she didn't quite have the freedom to do so. Not only were her shoulders aching, but her hands were still shackled tightly behind her. Suddenly, the joy she felt at the sight of the small insect turned into a grim reminder of her helplessness as she watched the creature fly away across the river. After a few seconds of staring in its direction, she suddenly realized that she hadn't been keeping an eye on Rowan at all. She quickly turned to face him before realizing that the man was still just sitting there, eating patiently. He hadn't moved an inch closer in what would have been the perfect time to strike. She bit her lip before nodding slowly. She decided that she should try to approach the man on her own terms. After all, she knew if he made the first move, she would immediately be scared away. She tried rising to her feet, but the moment she extended her leg, a muscle in her thigh tensed up, sending a sharp pain through her leg. The sudden cramp caused her to cry out in pain as she tumbled forward, right back onto the ground. "Ah!! It hurts! M-my leg, no, my whole body... everything hurts...!" She complained through tears. With her arms bound and body aching, fighting to get back up on her own would most certainly be a massive struggle, assuming it would be possible at all.
  25. Natia remained wary even as Rowan sat down, leaving himself more vulnerable than before. Still, it could just be another trick to get her to lower her guard. She quickly glanced behind herself, afraid that someone may be sneaking up behind her while she was distracted by this man, not unlike how those men used those flowers as bait. When she turned to see that no one was approaching, she quickly moved her head back to face Rowan once again, leaving her eyes trained on him as he vaguely explained who he was. She remained completely quiet. She had no idea what, or where, Selil was, nor how far away she was from her family, but it was clear she was in a completely foreign land. Before she found her voice again, Rowan offered her food and clothing. This made her doubly wary, as this could very easily be bait to lure her closer. Although she was quite hungry and food would certainly help her to regain her strength... No, that type of desperation is exactly what people love to prey off of! She would just have to wait to recover naturally and then scavenge for berries around the forrest. Then again, without her father's guidance, she would have no way of knowing what types of berries would be okay to eat, especially in such an unknown location. She bit her lip as she ran her options and the potential consequences through her mind. Quite honestly, she would rather die of poisoning or starvation than walk foolishly right into another trap... Perhaps if she could press this man to volunteer some more information, she would be able to see if he contradicted himself at all. That could reveal whether or not he was trustworthy. "What is your name?" She called out, her state of panic slowly subsiding into a more calm, yet still defensive demeanor. "Why do you want to help me?"
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