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Location: Rosayia Forest, along with Ageon River, heading Northbound Rowan eyed Natia for several moments, his gaze penetrating before he then smiled slightly and said, “You’re amazingly tolerant, you know that?” He then chuckled softly and looked back at the fire before saying, “Who knows; perhaps you are right. There might be some kind of reason behind their actions. Maybe they aren’t as evil as they seem… I’ve never met a Daedra so I can’t say for sure… but, even if they have a valid reason, that doesn’t disregard the fact that their actions have brought pain and suffering to millions. People that did not ask for it, and who do not want to fight the Daedra. People who have absolutely no interest in overpowering others, or enslaving others. As for the slavers… well, I think their main drive was profit; money. You need money in order to survive in this world. The more money you have, the better home you can have and the better food that you can eat. So I suppose, you could argue that they were driven by the need for survival…” He then shook his head, “But there are other, better ways of making money that doesn’t involve the exploitation of others. I suppose that’s where the lack of empathy comes in… they don’t care about other people. Just themselves… greed is a powerful motivator to some.” He fell silent, before he then let out a wide yawn, covering his mouth politely as he did so. Afterwards, he shook his head slightly to keep himself awake. He sat himself up straighter, picking up the wineskin and taking another sip before putting it aside. He glanced outside again, where the rain had let up slightly but it still continued to pour down as if it had not rained in weeks. He then looked back at Natia, wanting to continue talking because it was helping him stay awake and alert, which he needed to right now just in case something decided to come join them from out in the rain. After a moment of thinking about what to say, he then asked, “You don’t have to explain it to me… but who is this Goddess Cera you keep talking about? You’ve mentioned her several times, but she’s not a deity I’ve ever heard of.” While he was asking partially to help keep him awake, he was also asking out of genuine interest as he wanted to learn more about her people. Any information might prove useful, if he ran into her people in the future. Not to exploit them, but to ease their minds to the fact that he meant them no threat. A fighter and assassin he might be, he did not harm those that didn’t deserve it. If Natia’s people were peaceful, then they fell into the group that he wouldn’t want to harm. However, taking a page from his father’s book, knowing about her people would help in a diplomatic sense. He would be able to better talk on their level, instead of trying to force them to speak on his. It was far better for diplomatic relations, as it showed that he had a level of respect for their culture and he wasn’t swimming in ignorance.

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Location: Rosayia Forest, along with Ageon River, heading Northbound Rowan was a little startled when she reached out and put her hand on his own, but realised that it was a sign that she was definitely more comfortable around him which he thought was a good sign. His ears twitched towards her as she spoke, expressing her sadness as to the state of affairs in the world, before expressing her hope that he wasn’t ashamed of his ability. He shrugged one of his shoulders at that, but remained quiet as she continued talking, explaining why her people were in high demand for slaves, a fact that made him wince slightly. It must not be easy for her people to be so hunted like they were. They must live in a state of constant fear and distrust of other people. Even people that meant them no harm, at least intentionally. When Natia had fallen quiet, he then said, “I’m not ashamed of my ability… not really. More worried as to what would happen if anyone find out. Your people are very used to magic and the kinds of effects it has. Most people in this land are completely ignorant. And what they don’t understand, they’re scared off. I mean, a lot of people believe that mice spontaneously come into existing into their hay barrels which is untrue. Magic is also a convenient excuse for them to blame for everything going wrong in their lives. Most people live and die without ever leaving their village. They don’t even find out what is on the other side of the hill they can see from their house. So while I’m not afraid, I am certainly cautious. And not just because of the physical danger. As I said; things would get awkward if word got out, especially for my father and my sister, as well as my best friend.” Again, that last part was a half-truth, as Gavrilovich was his best friend, as well as more. But since homosexual affairs were as frowned upon as magic, again he didn’t want to state it. He then sighed, once again stretching out his feet as he looked into the fire, mesmerised by the dancing flames, “I’m sorry to hear that your people are so hunted. Slavers are only after one thing; profit. If your people are rare, and you are sought after for being sex slaves, then I’m not surprised you’re so hunted. It must be why they were willing to put out so much for that fancy collar. I admit I have never heard of the Aequu before, and I make it my job to find information, since that’s what I deal in. You must keep yourselves… generally… well hidden from people.” He said, feeling that it was quite a lonely lifestyle. He then took a deep breath, before exhaling it out before he then said, “My people… well, the ones I live with anyway, do have slaves. But they’re ones that willingly put themselves into slavery. As far as I know, my father has never forced anyone into it, and has never bought anyone that was forced into it. I know that might sound strange to you, but some people love being slaves… as long as they’re looked after. Given shelter, and food. Then they will happily do anything you want. They find it easier to work for us, and have us provide their basic needs.” He pulled his legs back, picking up one of the sticks he had left long and used it to poke the fire slightly causing the fire to stir and flare up slightly before he then looked at her again, “But, as for explaining to you about the Eldyrannth… that’s kind of a difficult thing to do. From what I know, they’re ancient. More ancient than any race in this land, and they’re very peaceful people. They’re friendly, kind and compassionate… until you anger them. There’s a saying our people have; Hell hath no fury like an Eldyr’s Wrath. They’re quite powerful, too… they have the abilities to control the elements, but I’m not sure how and the reports vary. Some say it’s magic, others say it’s due to the strange crystals they wear on their gauntlets. But the main thing about them, which relates to my ability, is that they have another form. Dragons, ranging from all sizes and colours. I’ve seen them, once. I can’t even explain what I felt in that moment…” Rowan’s eyes moved back to the fire, staring into its depths, “It’s scales… seemed to glitter as if all the twinkling stars were contained within them. It could fly with effortless grace… it’s both terrifying and awe inspiring. That shape change is similar to mine, but I don’t know how it works. I’m not even sure if they understand it, because I tried asking but they had no answers for me. I might be able to change myself into one of them, but… I’ve not dared to try. It smacks too close to blasphemy to me.” He shook his head slightly before looking back at her, “Your people should be able to share some sympathy with them, because they’re hunted too. They’ve been in a war that’s gone on for so long it’s hard to comprehend it. Millions of them have died, all to stop the Daedra from either wiping them out or enslaving them. It’s why they’ve generally kept to themselves, except for a bit of trading with a town that’s near their city. That’s the town I’m heading towards.”

Location: CEO Office, Naughty Cow Dairy When the two had parted from one another, Silvina leaned against her desk as she watched David through half-lidded eyes. She ran her tongue over her lips before lightly biting her lower lip before she gave him a seductive smile. He looked so cute when he appeared bewildered, as if he couldn’t quite believe what had happened, and yet there was definite proof of it from her cum filled pussy, and the wet patch over his trousers. She liked David, although it was clear that he had a lot to learn. Things she was more than willing to teach him. To turn him from this shy young man, to a good stud lover. Her smiled widened as she put her hands on the desk on either side of her hips before leaning forwards and saying, “You’re definitely hired, young man. I want you to start as soon as you can. Does tomorrow morning sound good?” Silvina asked, more as a rhetorical question, before leaning back and asking, “Are there any questions that you wish to ask me? Most of your staff training will happen when you start the job, so questions like ‘do I have a uniform’ and ‘what exactly am I going to be doing’ will be answered tomorrow.” She then smiled sweetly at him.

Location: Rosayia Forest, along with Ageon River, heading Northbound Rowan sat and listened closely to her rambles, but some of it made little sense to him. He wasn’t sure what she meant by ‘magnetism’ as it wasn’t a concept he had encountered before. It sounded like something his father’s scientists would babble on about, and he had little time for that kind of thing. Rowan was someone who was more physically active than studious. What he did gleam from it, was that she called herself an ‘Aequu’ which was a species, or group of humans he had never heard of before. He gathered from what she was saying, that it was more likely a different species, like how he was different from a Neko. She had also confirmed that this ‘Cera’ was some kind of deity to her as he had thought, and he felt pleased that he had correctly assumed. From the way she was rambling, she clearly had a passion for this kind of thing. Either that or she felt so lost and lonely without her people that rambling like that was one way of offsetting it. Either, or both, could be correct. When she told him her name, he smiled at her, “Natia… that’s a lovely name.” He complimented, opening up his bag and pulling out the wineskin that his servant Charles had put in there for him, before taking a swing of it to help keep him awake. He then put the wineskin down next to his bag before saying, “Honestly, I have little idea as to what you were chatting about. I’m unfamiliar with that school of magic. But I don’t think it works like that for my people. I’m, er, not a Neko. I’m a Keza’maraki-” He had pronounced the word as ‘Keh-zeh-mah-rar-kee’ “- and we have elementals among us. But they’re few in number and…” He frowned, clearly looking displeased, “... not well received by the majority. People are scared of those that can manipulate magic. It’s why I usually keep my ability to myself, because it smacks too much of magic like you assumed. Things would get… awkward if people found out about it. Personally, I’m not bothered by magic users. As long as they’re not using their magic to hurt people, I don’t care what they do with their lives. I don’t know how Keza Elementals work, either because I’ve never had the chance to meet one and ask them about it. But I doubt it’s the same way. I highly doubt they worship this ‘Goddess Cera’ either.” He closed his mouth on that, since he was about to ask if she was actually sure of this ‘Cera’s’ existence and he didn’t want to seem rude by implying that she was lying. He himself wasn’t particularly religious. He never had the time to devote to that, and he was never sure which Gods were the real ones. Everyone had a different opinion on that and everyone was so sure of their belief. So who could be trust to be right? He couldn’t. Not unless their Gods came to stand right before him and it wasn’t some kind of hallucinogenic trick. Rowan let out a breath through his nose to still his thoughts, before he looked out at the rain, “I don’t think that’s going to let up anytime soon. I think we might be here all night long.” He looked back at her, “Luckily I have food on me that I can share. I have more than enough money to buy more supplies when we reach Ryn’tur along with horses. I have some dry meats, fruit, dried vegetables… oats, too for porridge in the morning. So if you get hungry, let me know. I also have a waterskin… and some wine.” He said, smiling to let her know that he was more than happy to share. He would have had to buy more supplies at the village either way, so it mattered not if he shared or made her get her own food. Not that she could in this heavy rain which made it difficult to see more than a metre in front of you.

Location: Rosayia Forest, along with Ageon River, heading Northbound Her response to his explanation caused the corner of his lip to twitch slightly, before he shook his head slightly, “I would hardly call these people perfect. The ones that were turned, were all this God’s worshippers. They volunteered to be turned into the Hounds, because it was one way to show their devotion to their God. They revelled as much in death and misery as their God did.” He told her, to make it clear that her sympathy was wasted on them. They were as evil as humans went, who delighted in the death of others and had a towering arrogance and an ego bigger than the city of Selil. Rowan despised people like that, and if those Hounds had died at the Wyvern’s hand, then he did not regret their deaths. He turned his attention back to her when she spoke again, frowning a little when she assumed that he was some kind of magical user, before asking if he could manipulate elements. He shook his head yet again before he then chuckled, “No, little lady. I cannot. I can understand your confusion though. I’m not an Elemental, as my people call them. No, my shape-change is an ability that I have. It allows me to change my form into whatever I wish. It seems like magic, but I don’t think it is. At least not that I am aware of. Elementals can perform magic and manipulate elements but as far as I am aware, I’ve not heard about my particular ability cropping up. My people have ancestral links to the Eldyrannth, which is where I think it comes from and for them it’s one of their natural abilities like my hearing is to me. It’s just something that everyone can do, except not as broad as mine.” He told her, to dispel any theory that he was a magic user. He doubted he could cast the simplest of spells. He looked back outside to the pouring rain which still wasn’t letting up despite how long she had been asleep. He then looked back at her and said, “I can’t keep calling you ‘girl’ or ‘little’ lady. Do you have a name that I could call you? In our rushed introduction, you never let me know your name. You don’t have to tell me your real name. I just don’t want to keep calling you ‘girl’. I find it very rude.” He then gave her a warm smile, to help coax her into giving him a name.

Location: Rosayia Forest, along with Ageon River, heading Northbound During those few hours that the girl had been asleep, Rowan had not moved from his spot. The only times he had stirred was to tend the fire to prevent it from going out, and to eat a strip of dried meat from his bag when his stomach had grumbled at him, annoyed with being neglected. When he started to hear the shifting of the blanket, he turned his head from looking outside of the cave, to look at the young girl. At her apology, he smiled at her and said, “Don’t apologise. You needed the rest quite badly. I was more than happy to let you sleep.” He shifted slightly, stretching his long legs in front of him to stretch the muscles before he re-crossed them which helped stir him. He picked up a couple of sticks, throwing them into the fire and making it snap and crackle. His ear twitched towards her, and he looked at her again when she thanked him for the bread, to which he simply nodded at her to show he accepted her thanks. His eyebrows then twitched up a little when she said that she wished that she could be of some use to him. His brain, being what it was, immediately leapt to the thought of sucking his cock but he pushed that aside. He highly doubted this young girl was the type to fuck a stranger, besides this was not exactly an appropriate time for things like that. Sometimes being the kind of Keza he was, was annoying at times especially when he was supposed to be on an important mission, and things like sex really were secondary concerns. His eyes were drawn back to her collar when she had reached up to touch it. He privately doubted her word, unless she was a lot stronger in her magic than she appeared to be. There wasn’t much that would deter those monsters from their path once they started on it. At her next comment, his eyebrows rose even further, and the corner of his lip twitched, “Okay; I’ll forgive your ignorance in this case. But those things were not wolves.” From his tone, it was clear that he felt quite insulted by the comparison. But he didn’t dwell on it and said, “They’re called Hounds. They’re not only dangerous, but they’re malicious. Unlike a wolf who would only hunt you if their other food is scarce, Hounds will hunt you down simply because you exist. They hate anything living, and kill simply for the pleasure it gives them.” He ran a finger over his lips for a moment before pulling his hand away from his face and saying, “The legends say that they started off their lives as humans, but were forced into the shape they inhabit now by an evil God that resided with Rosayia Forest… at a place called Ashaba. He used them to guard his home, where he and his devout followers could sacrifice people to their leisure…” His lip twisted slightly in disgust as he continued, “The sacrifice involved bending the victim over a sacrificial stone, before their heart is cut out while they are alive, before the heart was given to the God in offering. Luckily this God seems to have gone now… brought down by a Daedra of all things. But the Hounds have remained, and they roam throughout the forest killing anything and everything they can. I wouldn’t advise feeling sorry for them. They would tear out your throat the moment you show them mercy. They feel no compassion, love or empathy. All that drives them in a mindless hate and desire to destroy. The fact that they keep their human-like intelligence makes them even more dangerous, since you cannot lose them the same way you would lose a wolf. And they’re not so easily dissuaded.”

Location: Rosayia Forest, along with Ageon River, heading Northbound Rowan spend several minutes watching the rain, before he noticed that the girl had not said a thing since he had returned. He turned his head to look at her, only to see that she was fast asleep. He blinked before he smiled slightly. He couldn’t blame her; she had, had a very exciting day and she had been exhausted when he had first stumbled across her. So he decided to leave her to her rest because she needed it. Instead he began picking up the sticks and, as quietly as he could, snap them down into smaller sizes as he placed them in a small but neat pile near one side of the cave. He picked up several stones and ringed them around the sticks so that the sticks, nor the coal when it had burnt down, could get kicked easily around the cave and hurt them. Once everything was in place, he pulled out a flint and steel from his pocket as well as a box of tinder. He pulled some of the tinder out, placing it on the ground in front of him, stowing the rest away, before striking the flint against the steel to produce sparks that descended onto the tinger. After a couple of tries, the tinder started to smoke and Rowan put the flint and steel aside before gently picking up the smoking tinder and gently blowing on it to make the fire start. Once it was going merrily, he moved it over to the small campfire he had made and place it among the sticks, shifting them so that they caught alight. He tended it for several moments until they had a good fire going, the smoke rising and coiling around the ceiling before leaving the cave. He had deliberately picked up the driest sticks he could find to create the least amount of smoke as possible. The fact that it was raining would help as well, since it would dampen the smoke and not let others see it either which will prevent anyone from figuring that there were people here. But the most important thing about it, was that it was going to help keep them warm while waiting for either the rain to stop, or the next morning. Rowan sat back against the cave wall, crossing his legs as he turned his gaze outwards. Despite the fact that he had not slept since he had left Selil, he wasn’t going to let his guard down. Not after they had just so narrowing escaped the Hounds, something that they were extremely lucky to do. He was glad that he didn’t frighten the girl too much with the Wyvern, but unfortunately the Hounds were too clever for the usual tricks to avoid detection from predators. Their human-like intellect made them extremely hard to escape from if one was not properly armed to deal with them. And even then the chances of survival dropped dramatically the more of them there were in a pack. Thankfully, the girl had remained calm despite the bizarre situation she found herself in… Rowan paused in his thoughts, glancing at the sleeping girl as he realised that he didn’t even know her name. He couldn’t simply keep calling her ‘that girl’. Surely she had a name… he would ask her when she woke up, providing she was willing to hand over that piece of information. He knew little about her, or her culture. He certainly wasn’t familiar with this ‘Cera’ that she had referred to. Perhaps some deity that she worshipped, but it was of no religion he knew about. Her culture might be of the opinion that names held great power. It certainly wouldn’t be a new concept. He turned his head and stared at the girl, wondering exactly who she was. She appeared to be some kind of elemental, perhaps. Like how his people had elementals among them… But he had never heard of human elementals. But then again, elementals had never been widely accepted and were often targeted. It was why he kept his ability to himself, because it would strike many as too close to that of an elemental, which would likely make him hunted. He knew his father wouldn’t, and wouldn’t stand for it either. His father was quite a fair man, and was well known for taking a shining to eccentrics. Despite her youth, she also had white hair which was very unusual for humans. Either she was human-like and not human at all, or she was a very rare human. Either way, sitting here thinking about it wasn’t going to provide answers for his questions. He would wait until she woke up later. He turned his eyes back to the rain outside, which was now like a solid curtain of water, as he stood guard over her.

(Aye. It's good, we can work this in! xD) Location: Rosayia Forest, along with Ageon River, heading Northbound Rowan felt the girl roll off of his back, and he turned his head to watch her to make sure that she was fine. His ear twitched when he heard a distinct stomach rumble, which made him feel a little amused. But he wasn’t surprised considering that they had been travelling for several hours and she did not eat when she had the chance to. When she scratched behind his ears, his tail wagged from side to side as there was a tingle of pleasure from where she scratched him. He snorted softly at what she said, nudging her gently with his nose before, in an action born of mischievousness, he raised his muzzle before giving her a long lick on her face from her chin up to her temple. He then pulled away from her as he started to blur slightly as he changed back into his Keza form with a slight grin, “Sorry; the longer I spend in that form the more wolf-like I become and they’re quite mischievous.” He told her as he shrugged his bag off of his shoulder and onto the cave floor. He opened it up and pulled out the bread from earlier which he handed to the girl, “I need to go and get firewood before it starts raining. There’s a storm brewing that, while uncomfortable, will work to our advantage as it will eliminate our scent from the forest. So even if they escaped that Wyvern, they won’t have a great time at tracking us down. I hope I didn’t scare you too much with that little stunt.” Still kneeling in front of her, he put his hand on the top of her head, “And you’re welcome. I couldn’t in good conscious leave you there in this forest. It’s a very dangerous place to be, especially on one's own. Now. Stay here. I will be back soon, alright? If you get cold, there’s a blanket in my bag. Help yourself to it.” He said, using a tone he often used with his young brothers and sisters to help stop them from panicking or being scared when he had to leave them on their own. He didn’t want the girl using up more energy by moving around picking up wood for a fire. She was weak as it was, and he wanted her to rest. Getting up, but still hunching down to avoid scraping his head against the ceiling, Rowan left the outcropping. Once outside, he straightened before he glanced around to see what was immediately available to him. Thankfully there seemed to be a lot of sticks and other woodfall around, so he wouldn’t have to stray too far. He moved around the trees, picking up as many sticks as he could get his hands on, garnering a rather large pile in his arms. Once he could no longer pick any up he returned to the cave and ducked inside before putting the wood up against the wall of the cave where it would be accessible but out of the way. He sat himself down with a soft grunt, before looking outside as he heard a rather sullen rumble of thunder before he started to hear the soft pattering as the rain started. He had come back just in time.

(OOC: Rowan can understand Natia, but she can’t understand him while in this form. I think she might have misheard him lol That’s fine; she was in a bit of a panic after all) Location: Rosayia Forest, along with Ageon River, heading Northbound Rowan felt the girls arms wrap around his neck before he felt something press against the back of his head, before she thanked him for what he had done for her thus far. He wished he could respond to her, but speech was impossible in this form. Instead he let out a low, friendly growl as his tail wagged, to let her know that he heard her and he appreciated her thanks. Really, he would have been in trouble regardless with how quickly those Hounds had found them. If neither of them had met one another, they would have gone for either one. Or split up and stalked both. Granted, she would have been the main target but the Hounds were a nasty piece of work that hated anything living. He felt it was better for them to stick together plus she didn’t seem like the kind of person that wanted to hurt or harm others. He wouldn’t have felt right about leaving her to die in the forest. There were few enough of those people in the world. Even Rowan had hurt people. He knew he wasn’t entirely a good person, and while he lived by a code of Honour, he wasn’t entirely morally virtuous and would never claim to be. As he continued moving through the forest, a new scent came to him. The smell of damp air, which caused him to look up to see dark clouds gathering which indicated that it might rain later. This pleased him immensely, as it would wash out their trail if some of the Hounds had escaped the Wyvern. From the intensity of the dark colour, it looked to be some kind of storm meaning it would be advisable for him to find them some shelter, as the rain was going to be very heavy and while that would be good for their scent trail, it was not good for them. The young girl was barely dressed, not to mention weakened and thus she was vulnerable to the elements right now. He picked up his pace, keeping his senses alert for anything that they could use for shelter. The two of them hit lucky, as after they had continued for a while Rowan paused as he spied something in front of them. He moved forwards at a brisk walk as every sense was alert for anything unusual but all it appeared to be was a small cave within a rocky outcropping. It would be suitable shelter from the rain although to Rowan it still felt a little exposed. But if that rain starts up soon, then they wouldn’t need to worry. His ear twitched as he heard a distant rumble of thunder, suggesting that the rain was going to come sooner than later. He needed to get some firewood so that they would at least be warm. He walked into the small cave, his ears and nose twitching in his caution but there was nothing within, much to his relief. He then lay down on the floor before turning his head back and nudging her leg with his cold, wet nose to silently tell her that she can get off.

Location: Rosayia Forest, along with Ageon River, heading Northbound Rowan moved as quickly as he could, however he was all too aware of the fact that they were being trailed. He could hear the howling behind him, but unlike before it was spread out a little as if they were attempting the flank the two much like an army would. To catch them in a pincer grip of which there would be no escape. It meant that the Hounds were very firm on their trail and it made him worry as to whether or not the two of them were going to make it out of this alive. With how firm the girls grip on him was, Rowan risked moving quicker at a fast trot that was just short of a run. Despite his evasiveness, he knew that their speed was a disadvantage to them, as the Hounds could outright run. But they needed to try and cover some distance before they could stop and try more sneaky attempts to evade their pursuers. They had been moving for what seemed like a few hours when Rowan came to a sudden stop, his paw raised in the air as a sound before them startled him. He focused his hearing in front of them as he tried to identify it. It sounded like the growling of a huge creature. The forest then went completely silent which made him feel very uneasy. Slowly, he moved forwards, placing his paws very carefully on the ground as he moved completely silently. He got closer to where he heard the sound, before peering out around to tree only to be greeted with the sight of a Wyvern curled up on the ground, fast asleep. His eyes widened a little and he was about to turn back but paused at that thought. An idea came to him, one that would hopefully solve their current problem. If they were silent, they could sneak their way past the sleeping beast. The Hounds, because they were so noisy, would possibly wake it up while following their trail. The enraged beast would likely turn around and attack the Hounds. He turned his head, giving the girls leg a light lick that he hoped would express to her to keep calm and to trust him, before he looked back towards the Wyvern again. Very slowly, and with steps like smoke, Rowan emerged from the tree and slowly moved past the sleeping beast. He paused when it took in a deep breath, before letting it out in a long growl that caused the ground to tremble slightly. When the sound died down, Rowan continued moving around the beast until they were past it and they moved back into the forest. At first, he kept up at a slow walk, but gradually sped up again to move off. They had barely started moving when they heard a startled bark behind them, following by an enraged roar, followed by more howls and pained canine sounds. Rowan paused, looking over his shoulder before letting out a loud snort through his nose to express his amusement before he turned forwards and continued just in case some of them circumvented the beast and continued the hunt.

Location: Rosayia Forest, along with Ildran River Rowan waited until the girl was firmly on his back before he slowly stood up. He paused, making sure that she was still holding onto him before he began to move, walking over to the edge of the river. His ears swivelled forwards as the black tip of his nose twitched repeatedly before he glanced over his shoulders at her again before he slowly began to ease into the cool water. He moved forwards until he could no longer touch the bottom with his paws and he was forced to swim forwards and against the current which was trying to pull him down river into the Ageon river. But he was a large and strong wolf, able to easily swim against it. He made sure that his back was well above water, made easy by the fact that the girl barely had any weight. There were more howls behind them, getting closer with each one. When they reached the otherside of the river, Rowan pulled them up onto the shore, giving himself a little shake to make sure excess water was not clinging to him. He then trotted away from the riverside, slinking into some bushes. There, he paused, peering through a gap in the bushes as he could hear movement on the otherside. He was relieved that he had convinced the girl to come with him, because after a moment a huge Hound emerged from the foliage, looking around as it sniffed the air. It looked roughly the size of a small horse and its fur was a dirty black in colour. Its fur was darker, shorter and coarser, with patches that made it looked scabbed and diseased. As it looked out across the river, they could almost feel the malice and hatred in its blood red eyes. It was no doubt, in Rowan’s mind, hunting the two of them down. It wanted to kill them, and not simply because they might make a tasty meal. It wanted to kill them because it hated them. Another Hound joined the first, growling in a deep, menacing fashion before it moved forwards with its head down as it sniffed at the ground. Knowing it was only a matter of time before they realised that they had crossed the river, Rowan turned and moved off. At first he started at a slow walk so that the girl would keep her grip before he sped up to a trot as he easily weaved between the trees. He kept all of his senses alert, because of the risk of running into some kind of monster. If he was on his own, he wouldn’t have been so worried, but with the girl with him he needed to be extra vigilant. He was also worried that there could be more Hounds on this side of the river already that would be attracted by the howling of the other pack. He moved as quickly as he could without risking the young girl from falling off. The howling behind them seemed confused for a few moments before there was a triumphant one. Clearly they had found their trail, or at least the girls, and would now start trailing them. Rowan angled closer to the Ageon River, where they were less likely to encounter monsters that would slow them down. If they were unlucky, then this pack was going to track them for weeks. He hoped that either they would grow bored, or get interrupted by something a lot more interesting.

(This Dryad is un-encounterable due to being a character in another RP. It is simply being used as an example) Name: Dryad. Region: Rosayia Forest Diet: They are vegetarian and eat what they are able to find within the forest from berries, nuts to mushrooms and even leaves. Description: Dryad's are an extremely shy species and will run away from all contact from people. They are very quick and nimble like a squirrel, thus able to completely disappear from view quickly. It is hard to track them down within the forest, as they know it intimately and use that knowledge to their advantage. They are quite fiersome when provoked, and are quite talented with bows and arrows. They also have the uncanny ability to communicate with trees, which they can use against their enemies. The only time when they are not shy is during their mating season. As the species only has a singular gender, female, they have to seek out the males of other species in which to mate with. They will often approach in an aggressive manner until they are sure that their prey will not escape. Then they become very friendly and will insist on mating with their hostage. They will also share the males out with their sisters to use as well, reducing the captive to the role of a sex slave that they use for breeding. They resemble humans, however none of the individuals stand higher than five feet tall. Their hair is usually golds or reds, and their skin colour has either a greenish, or golden cast to it. Their eyes are usually the colour of fallen leaves from green to brown. There are special Queen Dryad's that stand just shy of three feet tall. They are exceptionally rare and will almost never be encountered. Intelligence: Very intelligent. About the same intelligence as a human. They're extremely resourceful. Weaknesses: Their small size can be a disadvantage, especially when faced with a powerful foe, but this can be offset by their speed and agility. Physically they are quite weak, as they rely more on their speed than their strength. Hostile: Not generally, unless it is mating season. Even then, they tend to avoid hurting or killing their prey. They just want to use them as breeding slaves. Danger: They are only dangerous when provoked but within that realm they are quite dangerous. It is not wise to anger a Dryad, especially within their forest home.

Location: Rosayia Forest, along with Ildran River “Good.” Rowan said, both in response to her answer about balance and her word that she would keep what he showed her to herself. There was another howl that drifted through the trees, sounding even closer this time, causing Rowan to think that they were most certainly heading towards the two of them. He watched as the girl pulled on her tunic, which made the corner of his lip twitch slightly in a smile. She was small beforehand. Being dressed in his tunic made her look even tinier. He couldn’t help but to think of how adorable she looked. He reached into his bag, pulling out a piece of rope, sliding out a dagger that was hidden on his waist before using the knife to cut the rope down the size. He put the dagger away, before saying to quickly explain as he didn’t have time to reassure her that he didn’t bring out the dagger or rope to harm her, “It’s a belt. It should help keep the tunic from riding up too much.” He reached forwards, winding the rope around her waist before tying it at the front so that the material hugged her form a little closer. He nodded, satisfied with his work before he put his hands on her shoulders and looked her dead in the eye, “Listen. Once we get started, we won’t be able to talk. I will be able to understand you, but you aren’t going to be able to understand me. I’m going to change my appearance, and when I do, you need to climb onto my back and hold on to me-” His voice was cut by the sound of several howls, each raising the hair on the back of his neck. Ignoring it for now, to help prevent the young girl from panicking as he knew she was looking towards him for guidance, he continued in the same firm, authoritative voice that showed no hint of panic or worry, “-as tightly as you can. Don’t worry about hurting me. As long as you stay on, it will be fine. I’m going to take us across the river, to try and lose their trail.” He then let go of her shoulders and picked up his bag, pulling the string to close it back up before throwing it back onto his shoulders. He then straightened so that he was standing tall again and closed his eyes as he filled his mind with the shape that he wanted to assume, before he began to pour his being into it. As always, it was a strange sensation, as if he was melting into the shape. It almost felt as if his entire body had turned to liquid, before it poured into the mould that he had outlined. To the young girls perspective, his body seemed to blur and waver for several moments before Rowan disappeared only to be replaced by a large black wolf, with distinctive lighter fur on the tips of his ears and tail, much like what Rowan had on his Keza ears and tail. The wolf lay down on the ground, before looking at the girl with an expectant look.

The main river that runs through Craehiel is the Ageon River. Maybe I need to mark that a bit clearer although it doesn't change your point in the slightest xP The Adil empties into the main Ageon River just before the large lake in the centre of the map. But the Ildran River runs straight through the Rosayia Forest which runs East along the Ageon River. So this meeting point of the two rivers is still within the forest bounds. In the middle between North/South in fact xD But really I wanted to know if it they were on the South or North which would determine how they can escape the Hounds. They can swim across the river. It will throw off scent, although Hounds originally were human so they're not exactly stupid. I also figured a little bit of danger would spice things up a little.

I hope you don't mind, @Aurafox1, I've put Rowan and Natia into a bit of a dangerous situation. I used a coin flipper to decide if it was a wolf howling, or a Hound. It was a Hound which means those two are in a bit of trouble. But then again, they're in the Rosayia Forest. It would be weird if they didn't have some kind of monster chasing them xD Just a question, are they on the North or South side of the river?

Location: Rosayia Forest, along with Ildran River Rowan had opened his mouth to say something when she had bowed to him, causing him to pause as he felt a small involuntary flash of irritation, although he kept his face well masked. The irritation wasn’t directed towards the young girl, more the bow itself since that was one of the things that he hated about his position back at home. It was why he was eager to make himself as un-eligible for his father’s throne as possible. The last thing he wanted was to become King. He shook those thoughts from his mind, before saying, “I would not recommend you going on your own. The slavers that had captured you, were taking you to the Selil Slave Market. It’s where the richest people live in Craethiel… So it’s the very centre of the slave trade. If you go wandering around there on your own, you can guarantee that you will be captured again. And the closer you get to Selil, outside of this forest, the less chance you will have of escaping.” He once again looked carefully at her very exposed body, before saying, “If it puts your mind at any ease, I don’t think you’ve been violated in any way. You don’t have any of the signs.” He rolled up the map again, still thinking about their current problem. He noticed that she hadn’t eaten the bread he had given her, but then he figured she was highly stressed from her situation. He couldn’t blame her, honestly. He reached into his bag, pulling out a tunic which he held out to her, “Here. It would be quite big on you, but at least it would cover you up. It would just be like a dress on you. We can get you some proper clothes later. I think it might be possible-” He started to say but stopped when there was another howl, this time a little closer. Rowan’s Keza ear twitched towards the source of the sound, and he looked over in its direction. He knew for a fact that wolves were very rare in this forest, as their preferred habitat was the Ildgara forest, further up North. He was worried that it was a Hound, coming straight for them. If it was, they were both in very serious trouble. He looked back at the girl with a serious look, “Okay; if you’re not going to eat the bread, put it into my bag for now and eat it later, then put on your tunic. I don’t think that’s a wolf. They’re rare in this forest and if it is what I think it is, we need to move before they find our trail. As I was saying, I think it might be possible to carry you without too much of a slow down. It depends on how well you can keep your balance. But I’m going to have to trust you with something I’ve never shown anyone else before. Do you understand?” He asked, as another howl drifted towards him. To his dismay, he heard a second one responding to the first howl, and they did not sound like wolves.

Mary’s House of Pleasure This is the thread where the roleplaying surrounding Mary’s House of Pleasure. Due to the nature of this location, this is an open-ended Side Story thread where characters are free to come and go as they please. If one of the NPC whores are available, then feel free to message me about roleplaying them with your character. If you wish to roleplay with one of the whores, that is a character of another Dreamer, ask them beforehand if they would oblige you with your character. All sex takes place within this thread, and it is not necessary to move to another side story unless it is a scene not relating to the whore house (For example one of the owned whores moves off location to spend time with another character). Please note that the NPCs here are tied to this location, and no matter how much you ask, will not be roleplayed outside of this thread. Rules for this thread: If characters cause scenes, or commit illegal acts, then they will be thrown out by the guards or handed over to the City Guards. A character must ask a whore for their services. While they will allow some touching and groping, they will not allow things to progress further than that without money being shown. If a whore that you’re eyeing up is already occupied, then you should either wait or spend time with another. Characters that wonder into out-of-bound areas such as Mary’s office, or the kitchen, then they will be thrown out by the guards. These areas are always guarded. The information about this establishment is in this thread here: If you wish to have your character work here, please contact me as per the instructions at the end of the information thread!

Mary's House of Pleasure. Mary's House of Pleasure resides near the Marketplace within the Capital City of Selil, just within the border of the Upper District. They accept people who are both poor and rich, however give preferential treatment to the customers that pay more but they will allow anyone within their establishment if they have the money. The House was set up by Mary Baker once she had found herself husband-less and homeless, wondering the streets. She had been forced to turn to prostitution in order to pay her way in the world. It had always been a dangerous job, and she wanted somewhere safe for herself, other prostitutes as well as for the clients. She saved as much money as she could, before buying the house and hiring new girls to work for her. When a customer enters the house, they come into what appears to be a tavern of sorts with a bar along with tables and chairs for them to sit at. Alcohol and food is even served here. However the staff running the tavern are all women. There are hired guards that ring around the room, however generally the atmosphere is cheery and the guards are friendly as long as customers are not causing problems. A customer can approach any of the female staff and ask for their services in exchange for money. They will often ask for the money up-front as these girls are known to be honest and not steal money, and they will refuse service if their request is refused. If an agreement is met, then they go up stairs to where there are several bedrooms for this purpose. Each room has a double bed with a straw mattress as well as a chest of drawers that usually contains clothes for the prostitute to wear to impress their client. Often costumes, like a Nun, or even a pirate. Not every customer has to be bold or brazen. They are allowed to wear masks when they enter the establishment in order to hide their identity. The girls will also keep their mouths shut about the identity of their clients as it comes as part of the service. They can wear the mask for the entire time they are there. The staff are not picky to the gender or species of their clients. Mary will also allow other women to come and sell themselves inside of her House, however a half of their earnings must go towards Mary, and she will make sure that they pay up. These women are also allowed to hide their identity using a mask. None of the girls working there live there; they all have their own home. This is, apart from Mary who lives in the House as it is her home, as well as any prostitutes of special circumstances (You will have to ask me, but the answer is likely to be no unless it is a very good reason/idea). Women who work here have to give a quarter of what they earn to Mary, as she charges them to use the safety of her house. Mary Baker, the Owner of the House Name: Mary Baker Age: 35, and despite her age, is in very good health and condition of someone from this time era. Nationality: Craetharian Species: Neko. Height: 5ft8 Weight: 116lbs Sexuality: Heterosexual, but will very happily have sex with another woman for the right price. Breast size: D-cup. Occupation: Owner of Mary's House of Pleasure. Information: She grew up in the city of Selil in the lower district. She had many brothers and sisters, many of which did not survive till adulthood. When she was 16, she married the man she thought she was going to spent the rest of her life with. On their wedding night, he impregnated her with his child, and the two were happy for a time. When she was a few months into her pregnancy, her husband died in a fatal work accident, leaving her alone with her unborn child. She grieved heavily for his loss, and hoped that she would be able to raise her child. However just weeks after the birth of her son, he died. She was forced to turn to prostitution in order to have enough money to live. It was a dangerous life, and she wondered how she had never died. Every time she worked, she always put aside some money, hoping to buy her own home and live her life happily despite the tragedies in her life. When she was able to afford her own home near Merchants Lane when she was 21, she realised that she could do something to help other women like herself. She invited other prostitutes to come and use her home, charging them a small cut of their earnings so that she could pay for upkeep. It also gets enough money from selling food and drinks that she was becoming quite well off. Mary is very kind towards any prostitutes that work under her roof, however will not allow herself to be used by anyone for personal gains. She will take any bullshit from anyone if they abuse her trust. At this point in her life, she doesn't usually sell herself to anyone that walks into her house, however if they offer her a lot, then she would be more agreeable. Played by: Featured NPC. Played by Neptune upon request. Profile link: N/A. Elizabeth Baker. Name: Elizabeth Baker Age: 18 Nationality: Craetharian Species: Kitsune. Height: 5ft1 Weight: 95lbs Sexuality: Hetero-sexual but will have sex with a woman if she pays. Breast size: C-cup. Occupation: Whore. Information: Elizabeth was raised by Mary, which is why she shares the same last name, and currently lives at the House of Pleasure. She is very kind, friendly and loving towards others. She's intelligent, and will happily discuss a topic of interest. Due to her loving nature, she is best suited to a customer that wants a more intimate and loving experience. While she likes being fucked hard and fast, she doesn't like being hit or strangled. She can also play a girlfriend for a customer, however she often charges a lot for that. Played by: Neptune. Profile link: Link! Abigail Caldwell Name: Abigail Caldwell Age: 21 Nationality: Craetharian. Species: Bunny girl. Height: 5ft7 Weight: 109lbs Sexuality: Bi-sexual. Breast size: C-cup. Occupation: Whore. Information: Abigail is a sweet, loving woman that will do anything for a customer, no matter how kinky or dirty. She loves to please everyone and would never say a bad word about anyone. She has been working at the Pleasure House for several years now and is not shy about accepting money for sex. She has absolutely no interest in any romance; she loves working as a whore as she is a nymphomaniac and is only interested in the sex. She has a husband that is fine with her job, even if she ends up getting pregnant from a customer. The two have been childhood sweethearts and have a rather open relationship, where they both see other people. Played by: NPC. Played by Neptune upon request. Profile link: N/A Hannah Lewis Name: Hannah Lewis Age: 23 Nationality: Craetharian. Species: Human. Height: 5ft3 Weight: 102lbs Sexuality: Heterosexual, but will willingly service a female customer, but really she loves cock. Breast size: E-cup. Occupation: Whore. Information: Like Abigail, Hannah is very kind and sweet on the surface. She loves having a good laugh, and is always happy to see a smile. However in the bedroom she is a minx and loves rough, hard fucking. She loves being slapped, her hair pulled, and being choked. It turned her on a lot, and is very good for a customer who loves very roughly fucking a whore. She is quite the masochist, but she does have the limit that customers cannot do anything that causes permanent harm to her. Played by: NPC. PLayed by Neptune upon request. Profile link: N/A. Melissa Baker Name: Melissa Baker Age: 20 Nationality: Craetherian (not yet a full citizen) Species: Medusa variant Height: 1.55 m (5') Weight: 56 kg (125 lb) Sexuality: Bisexual (prefers taking it) Breast size: C Occupation: Whore and artist (pottery and sculpting) Information: Melissa is a depraved masochist coming to turns of her kinks. She doesn't like to admit it, however, but her customers swear by it that she squeals like a pig when being punished and turns wet when being humiliated. She hides her snake-hair in a colourful head wrap and wears tinted glasses to hide her gaze. She's an immigrant to Craethiel, but chose to hid her nature when applying to become a citizen. She's new to being a whore as well - she used to work full-time as a potter and sculptor but her patron discovered her nature and blackmailed her to continue her commissions for free. Having ran out of options, she chose to become a whore due to her... abilities... She heard of how Mary's House of Pleasure allowed the workers to hide their identities, so this was the perfect opportunity. However, depraved sex with her has lead to her disguise being ripped off in a moments of passion... Still, no none has reported her, but some may be looking to take advantage of her. In her youth, Melissa was a bratty tomboy that played rough with the boys in her village. But as her body developed to become a natural beauty, she enjoyed teasing them, excited over the power she had over them as they would blush and bulges would grow. That is until a cruel demon became angered as he witnessed this. 'Women are only good for rutting and breeding. Nothing more. Nothing less' he thought. So he visited her one day when she was slacking off from helping her parents in the bakery. He took her innocence by force and placed a twisted curse on Melissa, inspired from a punishment from a legend he heard. She became a Medusa, but her gaze did not turn people to stone - instead it aroused them. Her natural beauty was now mixed with tainted sensuality, her skin like silk, and her snake hair velvet to the touch. Her sight alone would arouse men and women, and her gaze would turn their members hard as 'stone'. The villagers chased her out for they saw a monster, and her parents disowned her for they could not recognise their sweet innocent girl... Played by: Hope Profile link: Link! If you wish to have a character working here as one of the whores, then please send me an EcchiText, filling out this information about the character in question; Name: Age: Nationality: Species: Height: Weight: Sexuality: Breast size: Occupation: Information: There are currently no males working at the House, but I might make an exception if I like the look/sound of them. Mary has no problem with accepting a male worker, as long as they commit themselves just as hard as her other workers.

Location: Rosayia Forest, along with Ildran River “Vorserend.” Rowan corrected her pronunciation absently as he frowned down at the map, pronouncing it as ‘Vore-Sea-rend’. The only other significant forest on the mainland was the Ildgara forest. It was far more friendly than this one, filled with many different plants and usually the worst thing you would encounter there is an angry bear so it was less dangerous than this forest. He then said, “You must have been unconscious for a long time. It can take weeks to travel from the Northest most part to the Southernmost part. So it’s possible that you were out for a week or so? Slavers like to keep their victims asleep like that… it makes them far less trouble and helps prevent escape. But, of course, this land has a mind of its own like always.” Rowan smiled slightly, before his ear twitched as he heard a distant howl in the forest. He glanced in its direction, wondering if he could convince the girl that they should move soon, especially if that howling came any closer to them. He turned back to the girl before breathing through his nose, “It’s very possible to buy horses at Ryn’tur which will allow for faster travel. I don’t have a horse or wagon because… I don’t need them. Not when I’m travelling alone. I have a much faster method of travelling, but I can’t use it with you unfortunately…” He trailed off as he studied her, wondering. She was quite small, so it made him wonder if she could actually ride on his back. It would be quicker than walking but he wouldn’t be able to move as quickly as he normally did. But it would still be much faster, and it would save him money on horses. Then of course, he didn’t show off his ability to anyone. Not even his father knew about it. He would have to trust this stranger to keep quiet about something he didn’t want nosed about since he used his ability to his advantage whenever possible. It was a fantastic way of gathering information because his targets had no idea he was listening to them, even if he was sitting right beside them. But for this purpose, he could just turn himself into a horse, but that would cause more trouble than it was worth. Horses were natural prey to many animals and monsters. He didn’t fancy having to run away from them because they thought he would make a fantastic dinner. A wolf, on the other hand, was often avoided by most predators except the meanest.

There we go, finally finished writing up the information on the Town of Dragons Eye. Characters can freely come and go as long as they don't cause trouble xD

Town Governance. The Town of Dragons Eye, much like many other towns, has a system of governance that runs the town and make sure that things are running smoothly, as well as to make sure that the citizens and visitors to the town are safe from harm. Town Mayor. Name: William Harraldson. Date of Birth: 12th November 1161AD. Age: 39. Species: Human Height: 5’11 Weight: 137lbs Nationality: Craetharian. Occupation: Mayor of the Town of Dragons Eye. Information: William is a good hearted man that is quite fair in his dealings with the people within his town. He is a rare breed in politics, in that he is not a corrupt man and is not willing to take bribes. He takes his duties and responsibilities extremely seriously and works hard to make sure that the citizens of his town have nothing to really complain about. However he is rather firm on people who make really silly complaints. He is also the kind of man that will not run away if trouble comes knocking on the door. An old knight in the Kings Army, he has the training and knowledge to pick up a sword and help with the defense of the town. Despite the fact that most humans are seen in bad light by Zeta’s and Mako’s, William has earnt their respect. Town Arcadian. Name: Faelor Mako’demeri Date of Birth: 6th June 1140AD Age: 60 Species: Mako’demerian. Height: 6’6” Weight: 141lbs Nationality: Craetharian. Occupation: Chief Arcadian of the Town of Dragons Eye. Information: Faelor is one of the very few Mako’s that are not associated with The Black Ones, a large megalomaniac clan of Mako’s which make up most of the Mako population. Instead, his association is with the likes of The Dark Star Wolf (Talor), The Daedric Wolf (Temaelor) and The Death Star Wolf (Talia). In fact he will call himself their son. He is a trained Arcadian, and takes his job of defending the town of Dragons Eye very seriously. He is quite muscular for a Mako, appearing as an Alpha Mako. He is almost as strong as a Zeta, proven by the fact that his favourite weapon is a huge heavy battleaxe that can deal a huge amount of damage to his enemies. Faelor has been known to cleave his enemies in two from head to toe. He is in charge of not only the defence of the town, but the general policing as it is his guards that roam the streets. They are very tough on criminals, but very friendly to those that need help.

The Eldyr Horns The Eldyr Horns is the largest tavern in Dragons Eye and it is ran by a Zeta’muluri by the name of Jakh’zoure. He runs a respectable business, serving drinks to the population of the Town as well as to the travelling merchants that come and go. He also offers rooms up to rent for a time, which is perfect for travellers that are just passing through or only staying for a few days. He serves not only good drinks, but good food that is often cooked fresh within the tavern kitchen. Name: Jakhanarr’zoure (Jake-her-a-narr-zoure). Often shortened to Jakh’zoure (Jake-her-zoure). Date of Birth: 26th June 100AD Age: 1,100 years. Species: He is a full breed Zeta’muluri. Within this scope he is a mix of a Eldyrr (Fire) and Tau’rarr (Earth) Zeta although he has tiny amounts of Zephourre (Air) and Xentarr (Exotic) types. Height: 8’8” Weight: 250lbs Nationality: Ze’taourian. Occupation: Tavern owner of The Eldyr Horns. Information: Jakh’zoure has been within the Town of Dragons Eye for a very long time. Not long after it was set up as a trading post. He has built his tavern with his bear hands, using materials from the surrounding mountains and forests. He is a great-grandson of Jan’taour, the mate of Drake’taour who is the Taour clan leader. However his family on his mother's side comes from the line of Tal’ontarr and Temael’ontarr rather than Drake’taour or his father, Thor’taour (The previous mate of Jan’taour). Instead, it is his father’s side that comes down from Drake’taour. He is a proud and powerful Zeta, who like many of his family, are extremely honourable and take his honour extremely seriously. As such, he will never cheat his customers and will never swindle them. He’s a good man, with a good heart who is more than happy to help those in need but will not stand for those willing to take advantage of his kindness. He has a low tolerance of those brawling in his tavern, drunk or not. He will not hesitate to throw them outside and tell them to brawl outside like real men. Due to the fact that he is partly an Earth Zeta, he lacks the wings that other Zeta types have but his muscles are extremely dense making him extremely strong. He is not one to trifle with. Name: Kaetie Sin-Keza’maraki Date of Birth: 9th September 1179AD Age: 21 Species: Keza’maraki Height: 4’6” Weight: 77lbs Nationality: Craetharian Occupation: Bartender, maid, slave. Information: Kaetie is a young Sin-clan Keza’maraki that came to the Town of Dragons Eye with the man who raised her, raising her into servitude. It is a role that she actually finds very rewarding and she is happy being a slave serving her Master as long as she has a roof over her head, food in her stomach and a nice cock to keep her satisfied. She was bought from her old Master by Jakh’zoure, as he wanted her to help him run the Tavern and she was much cheaper in the long run then hiring someone. She makes the beds in the tavern bedrooms, keeps the entire place clean and helps her Master at the bar serving customers. She sleeps with her Master in his bed, however customers are able to take them to one of the rented rooms, for a price. The Bar. Most of the space in The Eldyr Horns is given away to the main room which characters will see upon entering the front door of the establishment. Along the right side of the room is a long, polished bar where the bartenders serve food and drink to the customers. There are stools sitting up against the bar, and a couple of tables with stools nearby. However most of the tables have benches that allow for more people to sit down as they enjoy their time at the tavern. At the far end of the room, opposite the bar, is a stone fireplace that usually has a merry fire burning to keep the place warm, especially in the winter, as winters can get very cold in the mountains. Bar: Tavern floor: The Eldyr’s Horn has a fully furnished kitchen where they cook food all hours of the day to serve to customers. Some of their vegetables are grown in their own gardens, but they buy fresh food ingredients from all over Craethiel. Their kitchen staff are well able to serve food for all species within the Kingdom, from highly spicy Zeta food to rather tame human food such as a nice meaty stew. The food will cost, although if a person rents a room for the night then they have the option to have the food included in their price, for a slight discount which will feed them three meals in that day. The Eldyr Horns has a second floor, which has twenty rooms that are rentable to travellers. Each of the rooms has two single beds in it, so it is possible for travellers to save money by sharing a room together, while only paying the price for the room which would half the amount of money they’ve spent. The beds are freshly made with each customer, with the mattresses made with fresh straw to provide people with a comfortable nights sleep. While Jakh’zoure does not care what someone does within the rooms, he will not tolerate someone damaging his property and will make them pay for the damages that they’ve done. Each night that someone stays will cost ten copper pieces, fourteen if they want food included.

Welcome to the Town of Dragons Eye The Town of Dragons Eye has existed in Craethiel for a long time, since around 1200BC which is roughly 2400 years before the start of this roleplay. It has not changed much during that time, other than new buildings to replace the old and crumbling ones but its purpose and spirit remain the same. It is an idyllic trading town located in the Terarr Mountains, nestled within a deep valley, close to the river Ageon as it emerged from its mountainous origins and down by the Dynz desert. It has grown from a small trading outpost, to the town it is this day. Most of the buildings are made solidly from stone and are actually made up of a mix of architecture from several species including human, Keza’maraki, Zeta’muluri, Coda’zotoxi and Mako’demerian. As the main purpose of this town is trading, there are a large number of warehouses that traders and merchants are able to rent out to store their goods while waiting for them to be sold. There are also a number of shops in Dragons Eye, and they even have their own blacksmith, and butcher due to how large the town is and how prosperous it is. This town is uniquely build and designed to accommodate traders, with large storage barns, stables and a market square which allows for traders to set up their wares to sell them. There is only a small amount of permanent residents, who are people such as tavern owners, shop owners and the mayor of the town. Otherwise the population of the town is quite fluctuating, due to the number of traders that come and go. The town has been here long enough that they have carved out an easily navigable path from the Ildgara forest, on the opposite side of the river from Delwore. It is large enough for traders to bring through wagons lead by teams of horses. Characters are free to come and go from this town, but troublemakers will face consequences of their actions. History. The Town of Dragon’s Eye began as a small trading post around 1200BC. This occured when the reigning Queen of Vorserend, Jyravana the Sixth, decided to put aside the Eldyrannth’s policy of isolation after being convinced by her new King, Temaelrin the First, who used persuasive arguments to point out the folly of complete and utter isolation. This allowed other species within Craethiel to travel to their City to trade with them, an opportunity that most were drooling over and it wasn’t long before they were flocking towards the city not only to trade things to the Eldyrannth, but to trade things from them. But, they were quite conscious and aware that they did not want to crowd the Eldyrannth too much and nor be too much underfoot. So a number of Zeta’s, Mako’s, Coda’s and Keza’s set up a small outpost which acted as a halfway point between the rest of Craethiel and Vorserend, especially since it sits in the middle of the only path through the mountains which can get you to the ancient city. The Town is only a few hours walk away from Vorserend, and thus allows traders to come to the Town and rent a room to spend the nights, while spending a few hours in Vorserend to sell their wares. As such, the Town has rather extensive accommodations that are rentable for short periods of time, and only a small number of permanent housing. The town not only acts as a means to trade with the Eldyrannth, but the Zeta’s as well as they are rather isolated on their nearby volcanic island so they use the town as a means to trade. Due to this, the outpost rather quickly evolved into a town with a bustling, fluctuating population. The Eldyrannth were not actually aware of the existence of this town until the young Crown Prince, Talrin, and his friend Leametrin came across it on their way to a cave that was close by as they had wanted to explore it. As they were walking along the path, they encountered the town and informed the King and Queen to its existence. King Temaelrin came along, and inspected the town to determine its purpose and its threat level to the City of Vorserend. But he found that the town was quite peaceful, and they were only interested in trade so the Eldyrannth had no problem with the town being there, and allowed for it to continue despite its close proximity to their beautiful mountain city. Since then, the town has continued to flourish due to the large amount of trade that it becomes involved in, and is the central hub for trade when it comes to the Zeta’muluri and Eldyrannth. However, since the start of the roleplay the Town has had a major setback in the fact that Vorserend was completely destroyed. They had heard the fighting from their town, but were powerless to do anything and were even too afraid to go and have a look, until the current Crown Princess (And technically new Queen at this point), Talivana came along afterwards with the news that Vorserend had fallen. The town still remains, as the Zeta’muluri still use it for their own trade, but it is not as prosperous as it once was.