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Devlyn saw the moment that Aria’s expression turned from a pained grimace, into an expression of inhuman pleasure as her eyes glazed over with lust and she began to drool. He knew that it was at that moment, she had given into what her body had been craving for. He could feel her pussy gripping harder on him, wanting to draw him deeper as it fully accepted its role in pleasuring his cock. She was now accepting her role as his slave. His sex toy. Here to pleasure him and do as he ordered her to. His smirk widened as she began letting out loud moans and sweet little squeaks as she began to freely open up to the pleasure of his cock slamming deep into the core of her body. He was a little surprised when she pushed herself up to kiss up the side of his neck before she looked up at him with pleading eyes before she said her sweet words. “See. I told you that you would accept your place. Good girls like you get rewarded.” Devlyn told her as he began to ramp up the speed of his thrusts, slamming his hips against hers to force his cock as deep as it could go inside of her. The veined length throbbed inside of her pulsating pussy, enjoying the feeling of the velvety walls caressing the rock hard shaft. He pushed her back down onto the floor, before pressing his body against hers to pin her down onto the floor. It also allowed him to move his hips more, pulling his cock out of her body until only the head was left inside of her, before he slammed back inside of her, fucking her hard and fast to draw out an orgasm from her to fully imprint on her the idea that his cock equalled mind-blowing pleasure for her. He wanted to make her addicted to him, so that she would follow him like a little puppy. His little pet panda.

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Location: Rosayia Forest, along with Ageon River, heading Northbound “No, it isn’t something I would just come up with. I’ve never heard of that name before in my life.” Rowan replied to Natia’s last comment as he took the apple. He fell silent, buying time by using his dagger to slice into the juicy flesh of the apple. He cut it perfectly in two, before handing the two slices over to Natia so that she could feed Baellator. He wiped clean the silvery blade before setting it back on his hip, once again hiding it from view. He then rubbed the back of his neck as he tried to figure out exactly how to word it. Eventually he just said, “I’m not sure how I knew. I know I’m not a mind reader. I can’t have read its mind but the only thing I can think of is that he told me. Without words but…” He shrugged, finding it hard to explain, “It just kind of feels like he put the name there, without speaking if that makes any sense.” Baellator nudged him gently with his nose and Rowan patted him on the top of his muzzle before he told Natia, “This is a horse bred by the Eldyrannth, of which unicorns are part of. Really it wouldn’t surprise me if they had some traits like that. Maybe I’ll ask them when I next visit Vorserend.” He then smiled at Natia as Baellator pulled away from Rowan before he nuzzled at Natia eagerly. His tail whipped back and forth, clearly anticipating the treat from her, almost acting like a puppy. Once he had gotten over his nervousness with her, it seemed as if he quite like Natia especially since she was willing to share her gift of the apple with him. The sight made Rowan smile, glad to see that despite the bad way in which they had met each other, they were becoming quick friends.

Well, it would be hard for me not to be here considering it's my roleplay xD The most 'populated' area would be Selil at the moment. I've got several characters stationed out of there at the moment, most of which are occupied or inaccessible (Like the Keza Queen). One I need to modify the profile of; he's a blacksmith. Then I have Elizabeth Baker, who's a prostitute, who is currently in my open side story that characters can come and go to anytime they wish.

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Hello Akira! Glad to see you here ^^ Your character could either try and settle in the city of Selil, or try one of the more remote and peaceful villagers. There's a map in the Lore thread which gives you a list.

Location: Along the river Adil, Ildgara. Rayvenne looked at the other woman sharply when she apologised. It took a few moments for the words to register with her, because she had not heard an apology like that in a long time. It made her anger quickly drain away, only to be replaced with a sense of confusion. An apology was the last thing that she expected and she wasn’t entirely sure how to respond. She looked down at Raeghan, who just tilted his head up at her before his beak dropped slightly before he let out a cawing sound, that sounded as if he was laughing at her. She scowled at him, before picking up the last piece of fruit and stuffing it into his beak to shut him up. The raven let out an indignant squawk before jerking his head as he ate the fruit. Rayvenne then looked up at the unusual pale woman, “... It’s alright, I guess. It’s not like you knew and I… can appreciate how it looks. But I’m not a witch. Never have been, nor am I planning on becoming one.” She said, ignoring the woman’s praying. It wasn’t any of her business, and she wasn’t religious herself. At the same time, she wasn’t going to criticise Liva for it, nor make her feel bad. To Rayvenne, religion was something that was deeply personal. It wasn’t her place to tell Liva what she could, and couldn’t have faith in. At her next question, Rayvenne furrowed her eyebrows slightly before she shrugged one of her shoulders, seeing no harm is telling the woman, “I’m heading to the Town of Dragon’s Eye. It’s up in the Therarr Mountains, not too far from here. I’m… looking for some work, and the town is a place with a lot of opportunities.” She didn’t address the last point Liva had made since, in truth, she didn’t have a home. Thus all of her belongings were with her and were carried around with her wherever she ended up going. She had travelling up and down Craethiel multiple times during the years, and that was unlikely to stop anytime soon. Not only was she not welcomed anywhere, but she couldn’t settle herself down in a single place. She always had the urge to continue moving, thus buying a home was pointless since she would be absent from it for most of the time.

Location: Rosayia Forest, along with Ageon River, heading Northbound When Natia reached out to the Aelda, he flinched slightly but after a moment he leaned into her touch before snorting softly, clearly getting more relaxed in her presence. Rowan grinned and told the Aelda, “See. I told you that she was a friend.” The Aelda then pulled away from her hand, only to turn his head to the side so that he could drop the branch before he turned back to nuzzle at her cheek affectionately which caused Rowan to chuckle and say, “I think he’s more than happy to share it with you.” He looked up at the Aelda, wondering if it had a name because he couldn’t stand calling it just ‘Aelda’. It seemed rude to him. He reached out, patting the stallion on his curved neck, stroking along it as he tried to think. However, he was getting the strong impression that it did have a name and he felt as if he was groping forwards it. As he watched it nuzzling Natia, a single name came to him but for the life of him he couldn’t explain as to how, or even why that name came to him, but the feeling that he was correct was so strong that it could not be ignored. It almost felt as if the Aelda wanted him to know. “Baellator. That’s your name, isn’t it?” He asked. The Aelda pulled away from Natia and turned his head towards Rowan with a curious look, and at first he didn’t seem to react. But he then bobbed his head up and down as if to say ‘yes’. That left Rowan feeling a little shaken, because it almost seemed as if the Aelda had communicated it to him, but he didn’t know how. He was only a Keza, and as far as he was aware, he wasn’t telepathic. Was it possible that the Aelda was? And simply implanted his name in Rowan’s mind? If that was the case, Rowan sincerely hoped that it wasn’t looking around at anything up there but somehow, he doubted it. Deciding to put it out of his mind for now, he reached to his side and pulled out a dagger before holding out a hand, “Give me the apple, Natia. I’ll cut it up for you.” He said. He wasn’t going to give Natia his dagger, because it was extremely sharp and he was concerned about her accidentally hurting herself which was something he didn’t want to happen.

Location: Rosayia Forest, along with Ageon River, heading Northbound At Natia’s stuttering apology, Rowan couldn’t help but to grin down at her, “Don’t apologise. It is not as if I was objecting.” He said, acutely aware that he still had his arm around her with his hand cupping her arse. It felt too nice for him to let go, and he wished he could continue holding her like this. But when she bowed, he allowed his hand to drop as she turned the subject to something else, as he didn’t want to make things too awkward right now, especially since they had a bit of an audience. He was determined, however, to bring it up again with her. If only to see how far she would go, because now that he had, had a taste of her he wanted more. He could still taste her on his own tongue, teasing him and making him crave more. It made him wonder if that was one of the reasons why the Aequu made such valuable sex slaves. Once one had a taste of them, one wanted more. He turned his attention back to Natia when she spoke to the Aelda, asking if he had been hurt. The Aelda turned his head, observing her with one of his intelligent black eyes before he shook his massive head and let out a soft snort. Rowan said, “I don’t think he is. One of them tried to rip his throat out, but he was too quick for them.” He ran his eyes over the Aelda but he wasn’t able to see anything. He reached out, patting the powerful chest of the Aelda as he said, “You frightened poor Natia here out of her wits when you jumped in like that. Still, we’re thankful for your help.” The Aelda turned its head, giving Rowan an almost reproachful look before he turned and moved off, disappearing into the trees. The Keza watched him for a moment before shrugging and looking back to Natia, “Do you think I said something wrong?” He asked. However after a moment, it came back into the clearing with an apple dangling from its mouth. It was holding it by the branch which it had clearly clipped off so that he could carry it without drooling all over the fruit. He came up to them, lowering his head slightly towards Natia with the apple dangling. Rowan blinked before he said, “I think he’s offering it to you, as an apology.” As if to back up what Rowan said, the Aelda nudged her gently with his nose, urging her to take his offering. Location: Along the river Adil, Ildgara. Rayvenne’s eyebrows twitched up slightly when the woman said that she usually got food from villagers in exchange for her help. It sounded like a far cry from how Rayvenne was treated. Clearly they were more appreciative of this woman’s help, whatever she did for people. Not that Rayvenne particularly cared. She preferred not to delve into peoples personal lives. If they decided to share that information with her, then that was their decision. She didn’t ask it of them, much how she would prefer people not to ask things of her. She didn’t like sharing her personal life story with people. It was painful enough that she had lived through it, it wasn’t exactly something she wanted to rush into talking about. At the comment about her stallion, Rayvenne glanced at Maedoc before she said, “He is. I’ve had him since he was a foal. He’s a good stead.” She turned her black eyes back towards Liva as she broke off another piece of the bread and popped it into her mouth where she began chewing on it. However at the next question, Rayvenne felt herself tense up as her mouth went completely dry. The taste of the bread turned to ash in her mouth and she struggled to swallow it. When her mouth was clear, she said, “No!” Her words were harsh and sharp, rejecting the accusation forcibly. She then shook her head, taking a breath to calm herself down before she said firmly, and clearly so that there was no room for mistake, “I am not a witch. I’ve never been a witch. Raeghan… was with a witch. But she’s dead, so he decided to travel with me.” She said, deliberately glossing over the details of the events that lead to her current situation. She found that she had lost her appetite for the bread and fruit as her stomach twisted in on itself in a familiar feeling as a bitter taste filled her mouth. Silently, she picked up another piece of fruit, feeding it to Raeghan who didn’t seem the least bit bothered.

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Location: Rosayia Forest, along with Ageon River, heading Northbound Rowan couldn’t help but to grin at Natia’s reaction to seeing the baby unicorn. He gave a slight nod of his head as he said, “It is. And no, you’re not dreaming.” He had said that as much for himself as for her, as he couldn’t seem to quite believe what he was seeing either. He found it very hard to tear his eyes from it and like her, being equally concerned about scaring it away. He didn’t want this precious moment to end. Never in all of his years had he thought he would actually see one of the unicorns he had heard about in myths and legends. When Natia buried her head against his chest, he tightened his grip on her to hold her closer to him, enjoying the feeling of her tiny body against his. It seemed to fit perfectly, as if she was meant to be held in his embrace. He didn’t want to let her go, and despite being in such a dangerous forest he couldn’t help but to feel relaxed and it was Natia that was making him feel like that. He caught a slight movement out of the corner of his eyes and he looked down to see Natia’s smile. It was so radiant that he found himself smiling back at her, happy to see such an expression of happiness on her face, which made her look even more beautiful. Her eyes seemed to sparkle with her happiness, and Rowan was glad that he had helped bring that sparkle to her beautiful eyes. These last couple of days had been hard on her, so even a moment of happiness like this he was grateful for. He was however, surprised when she reached up and pressed her lips against his own. It was certainly not what he was expecting, and it caught him off guard. Originally, he intended on pulling away from her to ask what was that for, but found that his body was reacting opposite to his intentions. Both of his arms wrapped around her slim body, holding her closer as he responded eagerly to the kiss. He found himself deepening the kiss, pushing his tongue past her lips so that he could taste her sweet mouth. He could taste the sweetness of the blackberries against her tongue, finding that it suited her perfectly. Rowan instantly found the taste of her mouth addicting, and he wanted more. Unconsciously, one of his hands moved down to cup her arse cheek which he groped gently, loving how perfectly it felt in his grasp. The Aelda let out a snort of surprise at their sudden kissing before it snorted again, this time sounding more amused. It was this that made Rowan realise what was happening. Regretfully, he pulled his mouth away from Natia, but kept his arm firmly around her as he gave a soft, almost nervous chuckle before he asked, “Where did that come from?” Not that he minded such a surprise kiss, however it had caught him completely unaware. It made him wonder if this was because she was starting to feel affection towards him for saving her life the previous day. Location: Along the river Adil, Ildgara. At the woman’s answer, Rayvenne frowned faintly as her mind turned it over as it tried to find something objectionable in it. The only thing she could think of was that this woman seemed far too kind and generous for her own good. Suddenly Rayvenne was concerned that this woman could potentially be used by the kind of people that had used her. But she shook that thought out of her head. It wasn’t really any of her concern, unless she actually saw it happening. Then, she might care. But speculation was pointless at the moment. Still, when the woman stood up, the dark haired woman couldn’t help the unconscious twitching of her hand towards her sword. But as she watched, the snow-haired woman simply placed the bread and berries on a nearby log as if she didn’t want to spook Rayvenne any further. She thinned her lips slightly before saying, “Thank… you.” It wasn’t often that she thanked people, having not had much opportunity to say the words. They felt strange emerging from her mouth. She watched carefully as the woman returned to her seat, away from Rayvenne before she introduced herself. Liva… it was an unusual name, but Rayvenne quite liked it. It rather suited the strange woman before her. Rayvenne didn’t immediately answer, as she swung her leg around and dismounted from Maedoc. The horse glanced towards her before snorting as if disapproving of her action. She patted him on the side before she moved over to the log and picked up the food items. But that was the closest she got to Liva. She sat herself down on the log, before she said in introduction, “I’m Rayvenne.” She then jerked her chin towards the stallion, “This is my stead, Maedoc. And the raven is Raeghan.” She said, not feeling to add that Raeghan was a familiar. A lot of people tended not to react well to that fact, as familiar’s were usually in the company of witches. Rayvenne had a hard enough time convincing people that she was trustworthy in the first place. Raeghan fluttered down from his perch to land beside her on the log, cawing at her. Rayvenne picked up one of the berries and fed it to the bird before she looked at the bread. It was of fine quality and not gritty like what she was used to. She tore a piece of the bread off and took a bite, chewing at it carefully before swallowing it, “This bread is really good quality.” She remarked, feeling even more surprised that the woman would have willingly given up such bread.

Location: CEO Office, Naughty Cow Dairy Silvina let out a soft chuckle, finding his surprised reaction to being hired rather endearing. She leaned forwards and said, “Yes, dear, hired. You have the best tasting palate that I’ve ever encountered. I need someone with that kind of talent to make sure that what we produce is of the highest quality. We’re very eager to ensure that the quality does not slip, otherwise we lose our customer base.” She leaned back again, giving him a kind look as she smiled at him, “But, you do have some things to learn. But that is what the training will cover. I have a feeling that you’re going to be perfect for the roll, and my gut feelings are rarely wrong.” She took her hands off of the desk as she stood up straight, moving away from David and around the desk again as she put a hand on the back of her chair, “As for your clothes… we have some washers and dryers on site. Talk to Alvina when you leave the office. She can take care of that for you. We did make quite the mess but… I’m not going to apologise for it.” She said, giving him a slight smirk, as her eyes took on a smoldering look. She knew that he was very shy right now, but she was going to work on bringing him out of his shell to make him into a confident young man. Silvina had a lot of experience when it came to sex, and she could impart her knowledge onto him so that she could turn him into a stud lover. She had a lot of cows that needed satisfying as well, and that was going to be part of David’s job if he was willing. Her young daughter would also be someone that he could ‘practise’ with to try out what he had learnt. She was new to sex, and had yet to sleep with a man, so she would have a more honest reaction.

Location: Rosayia Forest, along with Ageon River, heading Northbound When she responded with an obedient ‘yes, sir’ Rowan smiled at her, giving her a soft pet on the top of her head as he said, “Good girl.” It was often how he spoke to his female servants when they did, or said something that he approved of. He had found over the years that servants were a lot happier if he praised them for their good deeds, and it made them more willing to work hard for him. They always went the extra mile. When she asked if he had been hurt, he shook his head, “No, I’m fine, Natia. Thanks for asking. They didn’t even touch me.” He said before smiling at her. The only scar he had, was one along his side where a sword had caught him years ago. He often either avoided fights like that, or his opponents were not as skilled as he was, and he had never gotten involved in a prolonged conflict, and nor did he wish to. He then took her small hand in his before he stood up, keeping a grip on it with his right hand as he put his left arm around her to keep her in a comforting embrace, pressing her against his side as he slowly lead her out of the cave with a gentle and encouraging, “Come on. It’s best that we got out of here.” The Aelda looked up from the patch of grass he had been chewing on, taking a step towards them but upon seeing Natia it let out a nervous snort and stepped back again as it eyed her warily, clearly unwilling to come any closer. Noticing this change in behaviour with Natia, Rowan told it, “She’s not going to hurt you, I promise. She’s a friend.” The Aelda looked at him, before it looked back at Natia again. It took a few cautious steps forwards, but stopped when it was a metre away from them, shyly extending his neck as he sniffed the air in front of her, but if she reached out he would pull his face away. Rowan said, “I’m not… entirely sure why he jumped out, or even why he was friendly with me. He’s an Aelda, a breed of horse of the Eldyrannth. But they normally run away from other people. We’re lucky we’ve been able to see it… him, for this long.” He then addressed the Aelda directly, “Where is your herd? Or are you alone?” He asked. In response, the Aelda looked off to the side and into the trees where it had emerged. Rowan looked in the same direction but at first, he couldn’t see anything. But he saw subtle movement, and it took a moment for his eyes to recognise the shape as another Aelda with a bright white coat and black eyes that was watching them from between the trees. It was smaller than the one standing in front of them, but was still larger than most horses Rowan had seen. Beside it, it had a foal that was clearly its young although it looked different from its mother. While its coat was white, it had a lion-like tail with a feathered end, its hooves golden in colour, along with its eyes. It had a small protrusion on its forehead that looked like the beginning of a horn, and Rowan realised that he was looking at what appeared to be a young unicorn, “Natia! Look!” He said, pointing it out to her, wishing that she could see this rare moment so that she could remember it for the rest of her life. Location: Along the river Adil, Ildgara. When the strange woman said that she thought she could handle herself against a pack of wolves or slavers, Rayvenne gave a skeptical snort. Wolves she could somewhat believe, especially as attacks were rare in this forest, but slavers tended to hunt in groups, often with horses and hounds. They also tended to carry bows, and other weapons including swords and maces. A slight woman like this wouldn’t be able to stand a chance against a group like that, and she would make a good target for them, considering her very unusual beauty. While not familiar with that business, as it was something that thoroughly disgusted Rayvenne, she knew that unusual women sold for a very high price. At the offer of food, the dark haired woman eyed the other with faint suspicion, finding the sudden offer strange. Her pessimism was telling her that this woman had an ulterior motive. She studied the woman’s face, seeing nothing but friendliness in her expression but that did not quieten her mistrust. Raeghan ruffled his wings, letting out a soft cawing sound before he flew off of Rayvanne’s shoulder pad to settle in a nearby tree, watching the two women carefully with blood red eyes. Rayvenne ignored the bird as she asked, “Why are you offering me food? Wouldn’t it be better to keep it to yourself? What is it that you want in return?” She asked. In her experience, people would rarely offer something without wanting anything in return. She had seen the worst of human greed in her time, and had seen the worst of deceivers. Even by those that had claimed to be her friend only to use her talent for their own selfish gains. She was determined not to allow that to happen again. Maedoc stirred restlessly, letting out a snort as he pawed at the ground with one hoof, clearly wanting to be off again. Rayvenne calmed him with a stroke along his neck causing him to snort again as he lowered his neck to sniff at some flowers that rested by his feet, clearly resigning to the fact that he was going to have to wait.

Location: Rosayia Forest, along with Ageon River, heading Northbound “Shh, Natia. Don’t worry; we’ll be out of this forest by nightfall, I promise.” Rowan crooned in a soft voice. He placed a hand on her head, rubbing her hair gently with his thumb, “Those Hound screams made the hair on my neck stand on end, too.” He admitted, “I wasn’t expecting them to sound like that. Maybe I should have, considering that they were human to begin with.” With his other hand, he then lightly nudged her under her chin in a playfully affectionate manner, “Maybe next time you’ll listen to me, huh? I would prefer to have you out of harm's way. Granted, I would prefer it to be that way for myself but sometimes there’s no help for it.” He said, knowing that he was rambling a little. But he wasn’t entirely sure how he could help further calm her although she was responding quite well to the hug he was giving her. He looked up outside again, seeing that the Aelda was still there, but no longer watching them. It had wandered off to the side, nibbling on a patch of grass as if it had not been engaged in a fight just moments ago. He still felt bewildered as to why it had jumped out like that to defend the two of them. Perhaps its herd was nearby, and it knew that the Hounds were a danger so had jumped in to drive them away so that none of its family would get hurt. Still, he was grateful whatever the reason. He didn’t think he could have taken them on alone. While he might have been able to shift into the shape of a wolf, it still took several moments to do that which would have left him wide open to attack. He turned his attention back to Natia once more, “Are you calmer, yet?” He asked, not willing to let her go until she was more relaxed. But the sooner they started moving, the sooner they could get out of this forest. Location: Along the river Adil, Ildgara. Rayvenne pulled on Maedoc’s reins, pulling the large black stallion to a halt as she glanced up to the sky before letting out a soft sigh. She felt as if she needed a break from riding, if only to stretch her legs. She looked to her left to where the river was running past her in a slow and sluggish fashion. Her eyes caught movement and she watched with idle curiosity as a dragonfly skidded over the waters surface to disappear in the foliage on the other side. She turned her head, taking in every detail before she paused as she saw a Kingfisher sat on a slender branch, intently watching the river. Rayvenne sat there, continuing to watch as the bird remained completely still as clearly something had caught its attention. He then tipped off of the branch and dove down into the river with barely any splash. It then erupted from the surface of the water with a small fish in its beak. It flew back up to its previous perch and sat there, glancing around as if being mindful that it was being watched. Just then Rayvenne heard the flutter of wings as Raeghan swooped on to land in a low hanging branch next to her. She turned her head to watch the bird for a few moments before the raven said, “You aren’t going to believe this, but there’s someone up ahead. She’s reading some kind of book. I don’t think she’s dangerous but I wonder what she’s doing in the forest, alone.” “How strange.” Rayvenne murmured with a slight frown. It wasn’t often that one came across a lone woman. If she had been in some kind of distress, then Raeghan would have mentioned it. She tapped her shoulder pad, silently ordering the raven to jump onto it which he did, rustling his wings as he got himself comfortable. She then nudged Maedoc into a stately trot, not moving too fast to alarm anyone. It didn’t take long for her to spot the figure, leaning against the tree reading some kind of book. She had an unusual appearance, with hair whiter than freshly fallen snow and ice-blue eyes. Her skin was also extremely pale, almost as white as her hair. It made Rayvenne wonder if she was one of those strange ‘albino’ people she had heard about. She pulled on the reins, slowing Maedoc to a slow walk as she approached the stranger. When they were close, she pulled him to a complete stop, “You know, it’s not exactly wise to be sitting out here by oneself. This forest has bears and wolves… not to mention the odd slaver or two.” She said by way of greeting. Perhaps not the most polite way to introduce herself, but Rayvenne was too jaded to really care what people thought anymore. If she came off as rude, she had long since stopped caring. At least, if this woman found herself on the wrong side of an animal or slaver, then Rayvenne could hand on heart say that she had warned the woman.

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Just to clarify; she's along the Adil river, right? Is it on the west or east bank? Rayvenne's on the east at the moment. I could either have Rayvenne pass her, or have it that it's Raeghan who spots her since he often scouts around and let's Rayvenne know that there's someone sitting alone in the forest?

I do think it's alright. And at heart she is a good person. Just been too hurt by people to easily trust others.

Rayvenne might be a bit stand-offish at first. Despite the fact that she helps people by taking care of monsters (granted, for a price but she does need to eat) she doesn't usually get treated well as people are afraid of her capabilities. I kind of based her abilities and such around a Witcher. Something your average villager is scared of. But she is a good friend to those that have proven themselves to her.

Location: Rosayia Forest, along with Ageon River, heading Northbound Rowan’s Keza ear twitched when he heard sobbing coming from inside the cave, the sound amplified by its confines. He looked at the Aelda before patting it on the neck again, “Thanks.” He said, causing it to snort softly and nudge his shoulder again. He then turned and went back into the cave, reaching up to put his dagger away so that it was once again hidden from view at the nap of his neck. When he stepped deeper into the cave, he found Natia hunched up, sobbing with her hands clamped over her ears. Clearly the fighting must have spooked her, and he wondered if she had ever seen fighting like that before. It had certainly distressed her, and he couldn’t stand seeing her like that. But then she had said that her people were peaceful, which made him realise that no, she would not have seen any fighting in her life. He was rather disentivised to it, as he had seen a lot of fighting in his time, and had participated in it a lot himself. So it had nowhere near the same kind of effect on him as it clearly had on Natia. “Hey…” He said in a gentle voice, kneeling down next to her. He put his hand gently on her shoulder to try and comfort her. He gently pried her away from her hiding place, wrapping his arms around her, holding her in a firm hug that didn’t crush her and was intended to help her feel secure, “It’s over, Natia. The fightings over. It’s alright.” He said, making his voice soft and comforting as he rubbed a hand over her back. He looked up and out of the cave where the Aelda was stood, peering curiously into the cave but not coming any closer. He returned his attention back to Natia, holding her closer against him as he murmured softly to her, “I’m here, Natia. It’s fine. I won’t let anything happen to you.” He said. He stopped rubbing her back as he deepened the hug, pulling her head against his chest so that she could hear the solid beating of his heart before he leaned his head down and kissed the top of her head, hunching himself over so that she was almost encased in his arms. Perhaps rather inappropriately at this moment, he was very much aware of their closeness and how good it felt to have her body pressed against his and the fact that her skin was warm and soft. He vainly tried to stifle those thoughts, because he didn’t want to end up causing an embarrassing scene for them both.

That's a good idea. That way it's even more torturous xD I like it.

That's a tough choice. I'll tell you now; Xenoth won't be gentle xD He only gives a shit about his own pleasure. I wouldn't mind company for Rayvenne. She's in the area. This is my last post for her: I also did a post for her in my opening one. It's a very long post, but her part is at the bottom. Here's her Character ID: