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It was another dry desert day in Essyrn. The bazaar was bustling with activity, as many foreign traders from the North had journeyed in through an illustriously large caravan, drawing the attention of all local merchant prince and princesses alike. Ne'friss was no exception. With her business doing well, her wealth ever growing, greedy eyes were kept upon her. She was unwed, well-to-do, an heiress of an massive and ever expanding empire of trade, a trade in which stretched all across the entire country of Essyrni, from the tropical rein forests of the south, to the grass lands bordering the other countries to the North. She even had connections as far north as Connloath, bringing in a wealth of trade across the entire continent. And she knew how to flaunt herself, reveling in the praise and success of her father's business and enjoying every moment in the lime light.

Jealousy was a wicked tool. And those eyes that watched her, kept gold in their hands, passing it on to men in dark places, playing this scenario like a game. They wanted Ne'friss's empire, her wealth, and they were to acquire it by having her killed. Or taken away, whatever worked best. The slave market could have use for her, a virgin of exquisite beauty.. and with her gone and no heir, it meant the men closest at her side, cousins and other merchants that linked and helped hold up her empire, to profit from such a scheme. And being that she was well naive (though not totally stupid) she had no idea of the jealousy from her cousin, a cousin that had been asking to marry her for some time, or the elder merchants that had once been 'close' friends of her father.

So when it happened, it was a shock to them all. Ne'friss's slaves let out a scream, spilling pots when the men in dark robes came in. Ne'friss had just finished bathing for the day, her body artist, Ne'fala, was just putting on the finishing touches to the black scroll work that was laced across her skin, swirling over the base coat of gold paint that kissed her flesh. So when the commotion was going on inside her own room, she turned her head to stare briskly over her shoulder, her brows furrowing irritably while the beads in her hair clattered together before settling over her painted shoulder.

"Ne' fala, go see what the fuss is about! All of that screaming is making me angry," Ne'friss chuffed.

The woman bowed, but when she went to move, she gasped and dropped the black paint jar on the floor, spilling it at her feet. The very motion irritating Ne'friss as she whirled around to give her a slap, only to find her arm being snatched by a man in dark robes. She gasped in alarm and struck out with her other hand, fighting her way free, to her weapons, to her sais, only to get out a few quick cuts to the men before she was surrounded and her world going to black.

At times she would awaken, finding her body bound in ropes, a gag in her mouth, stifling her breath as she'd looked around desperately. She could hear the creaking of wood. How long had she been out? And more importantly, where was she? Sunlight barely made it to her room where she was in the bowels of a large ship, coming in through rotted and splintered openings in the side.

Salt. She could smell the sea, something she had only ever encountered when she was younger on a long journey with her father. The ocean? Was that where she was? Panicked, she struggled against the ropes but it was to no avail, and this had gone on for days, weeks almost- the time passing endlessly. Occasionally a servant would come by, giving her food and water, but never unbinding her and only doing this once a day. Her mind was going, but her pride was still intact, so when she could speak, she was cursing in both Essyrian and Common tongue.

But it was to no avail.
Then one night, the boat was rocking, thunder booming outside. It did little to scare or make her ill, only sought to frustrate her as she couldn't see, couldn't breath... but then the ship lurched suddenly, there was a crack, a smash, and the sounds of the ocean devouring all around them pounding at her ears. It only took a few moments for the ocean wave to smash and tear the ship apart, sending men, women, cargo alike splintering out into the darkness of the raging storm-

and she was wet, her ears deaf to the storm brewing all around. She was drowning. She was going to die, but then she was whisked away, just as her mind began to fade, her body washing up on a beachy shore at the tail end of the storm.
And she lay silent and still, black hair a mess about the white sandy beaches she lay upon. The gag had come loose from around her mouth, the beads still a mess in her hair, beads still hanging around her body, having gathered sea weed and other muck during the storm. And the paint had all but washed away from her naked flesh, the scattered drapery of beads being hte only thing keeping her modest as the morning sun broke out from the storm clouds off in the distance and rained down upon her like silver and gold.

The port of Ainu wasn't too far away, and the Essyrian merchant princess would have no idea she was in the Island Nation of Yoreiq, thousands of miles from her desert home in the south.
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Kaneo leapt from the branch he had been waiting on for prey, his wings snapping out to their full span, carrying him to another tree. He had been hunting, but he had already speared several small jungle mammals, which hung at his waist, and he had spied something more interesting in the distance.

The mast of a ship, spearing up through the ocean northeast of Ainu like a shattered rib through the chest of a fallen warrior. Kaneo had noticed the storm last night, obviously, but had not though much of it. However, a shipwreck - this was an interesting find. Maybe he and some of his friends could go explore it...

As Kaneo closed in on the now not-so-distant shore, leaping between the trees, he noticed something on the beach - a person, near-naked, black hair fanning out in stark contrast to the pale sand. Curious and concerned, he propelled himself from his tree into full flight, swooping down to the beach and landing a few metres away from the mass scattered seaweed and beads surrounding what he now recognised as a girl, about the same age as himself.

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Despite all the scatterings from the demolished ship that had washed up on shore, it seemed like any other peaceful day on the islands. The sun was now shining, birds were singing, and the gulls were hoovering over head, collecting in groups over the beaches and searching the splinters of wood on shore for potential food. One particular gull was hopping about in the sands, just a few feet away from Ne'friss as it cocked it's head to one side and spied a lump of sea weed tangled about her foot. 

For a good long while, it's beady eyes stared at the seaweed before it hopped forward a few paces and gave a peck, plucking the seaweed but also nipping Ne'friss's toe. That was enough to prod the unconscious merchant princess awake as Ne'friss let out a shrill cry, scaring all the gulls away. Breath caught in her throat, she began to choke and expel sand and salt waters from her mouth onto the beaches as her hands clutched into the white sands. And just as she had finally caught her breath, a lazy wave came rolling in, spilling across the sands and carrying a light layer of foam across her, that lapped at her folded legs.

Blinking, Ne'friss stared down, only then noticing the sands around her were not the raw color of the Moraki desert, and certainly this salty smelling water was not from an oasis. She turned her head around, peering over her shoulder while beads from her hair and meager clothing clattering about as her dark eyes searched into the world around her. And all she could see was an endless stretch of beach and waves, an ocean holding an eternal amount of water against the sky.
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As the girl sputtered into wakefulness, pulling herself upright in a panic and staring out to sea, Kaneo took another step towards her.
"Hello?" he called in the Yoreiqi language. "Are you alright?"

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Ne'friss hadn't noticed the Yoreiqi boy and turned around with a start. His words grated on her nerves, sounded garbled and foreign as her face twisted in irritation. She bared her teeth, breathing out a hiss, and a curse in her own language before her wits returned to her and she realized she must not be any where near her home, and perhaps this stranger spoke common.

"Where am I? What is this place?" she demanded. Her eyes darted around suspiciously, her lips in a tight frown. Though as she moved to rise off the ground, her legs, weak from her tumble in the ocean, failed her as she let out a noise and began to fall over back towards the sands. She hadn't realized her legs were still bound. Though it was ironic the ropes on her wrists had come free during the storm, having been torn apart in the middle, leaving just coils around her wrists.
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"Where?" Kaneo replied in Common. "We in Yoreiq. Here. How...how you..." He struggled with the unfamiliar tongue, and eventually gave up and broke into Yoreiqi. "How did you get here? Were you on that ship that was wrecked last night? What happened?" He extended a hand to help the foreigner up, as she seemed weak and tired, unable to stand on her own. However, he then noticed the bonds on her legs. Kaneo drew his knife from his belt, and crouched, preparing to cut the ropes.

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His tongue was crude. Obviously common was not his native language, but at least he knew some of it. Though where the hell was Yoreiq? Some peculiar town? Perhaps on the ocean. Had she gone so far north as Serendipity? But Serenians knew common.. this tongue was well... different.
Her face twisted irritably again as he started prattling off in his native tongue. Then he drew near her, and she hissed, baring her teeth and slapped his hands away. A common boy was not allowed to touch her! Not without her permission! Though as she struck out, she lost her balance again and fell onto her sides in the sands.
At first she had to wonder if her legs were broken, or worse. And her head was pounding, her vision a bit dizzy as she held a hand against her temple in a failed attempt to get the world to stop spinning.

And despite the woman having awoken, the gull from earlier drew curiously nearer. There was so much sea weed tangled about in the bead work of her 'clothes', that it was grower bolder, one hop at a time. So by the time it reached her when she collapsed onto her side, it noticed the juicy seaweed that was jutting out between coils of beads on her back, laying near her upper thigh.
It waited a moment, beady eyes upon it before it struck forward, grabbed the seaweed, nipping at her skin (again) as Ne'friss sat up with another cry. And the bird flew off, his second banditry of seaweed in tow.

Oh! How she already hated this dreadful place!
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Kaneo leapt back a step at the girl's hiss, but caught his balance and calmed himself. She obviously didn't know Yoreiqi, so he would try common again. He cleared his mind. "Sorry. You in Yoreiq. Island, south and west from Le'raana. I name Kaneo. Understand?"

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Ne'friss lifted her face towards him, a scowl of irritation twisting her features again.
"An Island!?" At first she couldn't comprehend it, but then things started coming back to her-
the men in black.. the creaking of the ship... the smell of the sea... then how it all went to black... she began to piece it back together and turned to glance over her shoulder, her eyes resting upon the wood and debris.

She had been taken on a ship. This ship had sunk. Who knows where it was destined. But now she was here. Where ever here was. Even when the boy had told her, the words meant little to her. She gave a hot sigh through her nose, brows dipping even lower as she tried to push herself to at least sit up. It seems her legs were useless, but she hadn't come to realize they were still bound until her eyes landed upon the rope. Leaning forward, she tried to untie it, but gave up after a few frustrating minutes. The knots were soaked and bound far too tightly for her to undo the knot, and the rope had become so tight around her ankles they were sinking into her skin and there was no wiggle room to slip it off. So after a few minutes, she gave up, sighing irritably and slammed her hands angrily into the sands.
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Kaneo watched the girl struggling for a few minutes, before speaking up again. "Rope. I help?" He eagerly proffered his knife, making it clear that he wished to cut her bonds, rather than her.

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At his words she lifted her head suddenly and blinked. Ne'friss seemed to go cross-eyed a moment as her green eyes examined the knife, then she growled and threw her chest out, and held her head up high.

"Yes!" she demanded. "Cut the rope! I want it off my legs now!"
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He didn't fully understand the girl's Common, but the general meaning was clear. He knelt down in front of her, and carefully severed the rope. Standing again, sheathing his knife, Kaneo extended a hand to the girl.

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Ne'friss was elated when the ropes were cut, taking the man's hand as she pulled herself up to stand, only to find her legs were numb from being bound and gave out beneath her. Gasping, she fell against him, arms catching around his awkwardly so she wouldn't fall.
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The girl was clearly very weak - Kaneo didn't blame her, he would be too if he'd just been tossed out of a ship and into the fury of the ocean. As she pulled herself up, only to fall against him, he took her by the hands and helped her to steady herself.

"You...alright? You hurt?" He asked in faltering Common.

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Ne'friss looked up at him, her eyes burning with rage (and embarrassment). So when she tried to pull herself away from him, she simply fell back against the man with an audible 'ooomf'! Her mind was still rattled over the idea, but as she held onto him she growled, "I am fine! My legs just seem weak!" She obviously did not look injured! She felt no wounds, however, her legs becoming useless was a bit worrisome, which only caused her more irritation. She was fiercely independent, so the idea this stranger was necessary for her to simply stand grated on her nerves to no end.
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I ran the Connlaothian civil war. For more info, check out it's page here. The war has now turned into a 'Cold War' with it's plotting page found here. It's no longer a huge site wide event but the scars are there.

My currently active characters:
Grand Duke Calent Allarrick // Aella Coleridge // Blaith Harmond // Kella Harmond  // Hope Allarrick // Krah Mordeth // Mehtwald Allaen // Zannrick Austengarde // Katahnia Harmond // Jinai Rinstgate  // Leif Arrant // Dekka Blade  // Kentamin Dhelsbar  // Dahnny Quills  // Victoria Armani  // Ohna Waitsmith  // Jarrett L'isson  // Trest Arristaire  // Clayton "Jack-in-the-Box" Wilson // Cullen  //  Vels // Shay // Killian  // Fluke  // Mellesta // Danning // Petrin // Gavriella // Dornsley // Miersck // Aelith // Iyla // Angel // Ellarrah // Persea Ah'nikh // Phone // Jace // Ne'friss // Opus Dey // Lord Amalin // Ehvren // Narophne // Edward // Dehzrehn // Chase Vander // Valeska // Jayo //Layana // Rezvek // Red Sun // Harmanaija // Mirajah // Liana // Oska //Hay-gee // Beatrice // Ninn // Dao'bachpa //Pao'orha // Mae'leena // Davishire // Davina// Gemla // Hyathia //Thethysis // Urd // Missendria // Ina-herit // Feni'tat // Phen // Evelyn // Kell // Striker // Ithica // Connor // Vlint // The Gambler // Lord Aegis // Thomas // Quince // Althea // Vaeyna // Ihlsepar Asawa'eht // Krazxick // Djchastese // Katoma // Na'o // Moonlight // Bluesong //Caollette // Artemis // Arrick // Evetta //Jackal // Winston //Lenny // Anphis // Hebara //Ibra // Dre'hn // Veride // Arthund // Kao

Czaranis

As Kaneo steadied himself in order to support the girl, his wings flared out behind him, reminding him that she had none. "You...not wings," he pointed out. "Ainu very distance. Slow. And, you walk no." Kaneo frowned, trying to think of how he would get this girl to someone who spoke Common fluently, and ideally a ship home.

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The moment the wings came out, she finally realized he was not fully human (or if he were, he were some strange breed indeed) as she let out a gasp, pushed herself out of his arms and fell back over onto her bottom in the sands. Her green eye remained wide as she looked at him, as if having just seen a ghost.

"You.. you have wings!?"
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The Never King- a king erased from history because of his dabblings in dark magic (among other things...) suddenly because a present day problem when an unlikely group of adventurers 'awakens' him from the grave. You can read more about the event on the plotting page here and information page here!

I ran the Connlaothian civil war. For more info, check out it's page here. The war has now turned into a 'Cold War' with it's plotting page found here. It's no longer a huge site wide event but the scars are there.

My currently active characters:
Grand Duke Calent Allarrick // Aella Coleridge // Blaith Harmond // Kella Harmond  // Hope Allarrick // Krah Mordeth // Mehtwald Allaen // Zannrick Austengarde // Katahnia Harmond // Jinai Rinstgate  // Leif Arrant // Dekka Blade  // Kentamin Dhelsbar  // Dahnny Quills  // Victoria Armani  // Ohna Waitsmith  // Jarrett L'isson  // Trest Arristaire  // Clayton "Jack-in-the-Box" Wilson // Cullen  //  Vels // Shay // Killian  // Fluke  // Mellesta // Danning // Petrin // Gavriella // Dornsley // Miersck // Aelith // Iyla // Angel // Ellarrah // Persea Ah'nikh // Phone // Jace // Ne'friss // Opus Dey // Lord Amalin // Ehvren // Narophne // Edward // Dehzrehn // Chase Vander // Valeska // Jayo //Layana // Rezvek // Red Sun // Harmanaija // Mirajah // Liana // Oska //Hay-gee // Beatrice // Ninn // Dao'bachpa //Pao'orha // Mae'leena // Davishire // Davina// Gemla // Hyathia //Thethysis // Urd // Missendria // Ina-herit // Feni'tat // Phen // Evelyn // Kell // Striker // Ithica // Connor // Vlint // The Gambler // Lord Aegis // Thomas // Quince // Althea // Vaeyna // Ihlsepar Asawa'eht // Krazxick // Djchastese // Katoma // Na'o // Moonlight // Bluesong //Caollette // Artemis // Arrick // Evetta //Jackal // Winston //Lenny // Anphis // Hebara //Ibra // Dre'hn // Veride // Arthund // Kao

Czaranis

A look of confusion crossed Kaneo's face as the foreigner fell back in surprise. "Wings? Yes...I wings. You tribe no?" He turned around to show them to her, stretching the stony grey and turquoise pinions out to their full, impressive span of about twenty feet.

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For a moment, all Ne'friss could do was stare. Despite being throttled about in the ocean, being totally out of her element, to see the wings, so intricate and beautiful upon his back, took her mind away from her current predicament (at least for that moment). And though they were something she had never seen, she could tell they were powerful, a wide wing span that made the wings of the vultures from the desert seem small and weak in comparison.

It took her a moment to realize what question he asked, and she hadn't realized she had been smiling as her face twisted at the question.
"Tribe? No," she said indignantly, moving to lean up on her hands (though she still couldn't stand, her legs began to tingle and return with feeling- a tingling that tickled at first, but soon began to hurt.) "I am a princess. A merchant princess from Essyrn."

You know, Essyrn.. the most powerful nation in the world! Clearly this island dweller must be aware of that great empire. But then again, she had never heard of such a small island before, so perhaps these people were more primitive? It was hard to tell, and she took a moment just then to take in his clothing, his tattoes, his skin and hair, all of it. He was handsome enough (she supposed), the wings adding to some charm. But weren't these humanoid creatures peculiar? His common (how broken it was) grated on her nerves, so any handsomeness on him was easily lost if he were to speak again.

This was going to be a long day, she just knew it.
CHECK OUT MY LATEST SITE EVENT!
The Never King- a king erased from history because of his dabblings in dark magic (among other things...) suddenly because a present day problem when an unlikely group of adventurers 'awakens' him from the grave. You can read more about the event on the plotting page here and information page here!

I ran the Connlaothian civil war. For more info, check out it's page here. The war has now turned into a 'Cold War' with it's plotting page found here. It's no longer a huge site wide event but the scars are there.

My currently active characters:
Grand Duke Calent Allarrick // Aella Coleridge // Blaith Harmond // Kella Harmond  // Hope Allarrick // Krah Mordeth // Mehtwald Allaen // Zannrick Austengarde // Katahnia Harmond // Jinai Rinstgate  // Leif Arrant // Dekka Blade  // Kentamin Dhelsbar  // Dahnny Quills  // Victoria Armani  // Ohna Waitsmith  // Jarrett L'isson  // Trest Arristaire  // Clayton "Jack-in-the-Box" Wilson // Cullen  //  Vels // Shay // Killian  // Fluke  // Mellesta // Danning // Petrin // Gavriella // Dornsley // Miersck // Aelith // Iyla // Angel // Ellarrah // Persea Ah'nikh // Phone // Jace // Ne'friss // Opus Dey // Lord Amalin // Ehvren // Narophne // Edward // Dehzrehn // Chase Vander // Valeska // Jayo //Layana // Rezvek // Red Sun // Harmanaija // Mirajah // Liana // Oska //Hay-gee // Beatrice // Ninn // Dao'bachpa //Pao'orha // Mae'leena // Davishire // Davina// Gemla // Hyathia //Thethysis // Urd // Missendria // Ina-herit // Feni'tat // Phen // Evelyn // Kell // Striker // Ithica // Connor // Vlint // The Gambler // Lord Aegis // Thomas // Quince // Althea // Vaeyna // Ihlsepar Asawa'eht // Krazxick // Djchastese // Katoma // Na'o // Moonlight // Bluesong //Caollette // Artemis // Arrick // Evetta //Jackal // Winston //Lenny // Anphis // Hebara //Ibra // Dre'hn // Veride // Arthund // Kao

Czaranis

Kaneo turned at the girl's words, pulling his wings back in partly. "Essyrn? I...I friend talk Essyrn. He at Ainu." He paused, considering the journey that undoubtedly lay ahead. "I name Kaneo. You name?"

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