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There is a legend among the Angel people of a forbidden love between an Angel and Human. They had fallen in love with one another after spotting each other amongst a crowded market that was trying to flee from a tirade of Dragon soldiers. They had escaped together, each thinking silently of questions about the other. What were Humans like? What were Angels like? The legend continues on about their adventure to the bottom of the world where they disappeared hand in hand.

This is their story....

Or not....

This is the start of one human's story where, as we find him, he has awoken in the middle of field in the dead of winter....

Naked.

Agate could only remember there had been a rock. Where it came from, he couldn't guess. He stiffly came to in the cold, wandering why there was a breeze in places where it should be clothed. He sat up, looking first at himself, then around him to make sure no one was near. His hazel eyes slitted as he looked for some kind of shelter. It would be the end of his womanizing career if he was caught in such a predicament. Or maybe it was his career that got him in such a place? He sprinted to the shelter of a lone bush, pondering what happened. The scenery around him did not look like his home village nor his kingdom. He stiffened, hearing the sounds of something coming towards him.

"Trade?" he gaped. "I have nothing to trade, young maiden! As you may see, I have nothing!" His face continue to darken to a deep crimson. He prayed that the little bush would cover more than just the bare essentials. "Will you let me have my clothes and then allow me to give you a reward of some kind?" Agate scratched his leg with his foot, shivering more. It was starting to get dark with a snowstorm and he did not want to be caught like this in the approaching weather. "I beg of you, maiden!"

He grabbed the shirt, pulling it on with a crimson dark face. He pulled on his other clothes. "It's expensive to travel to the Islands, missy." The human held out an arm, glaring at her. "My sword?"

Agate grabbed the sword from the woman and unsheathed it, glaring towards the direction of the stranger. He could feel someone near, but what was it? "What stranger hides like a commoner?" he called out, eyes becoming cold like the snow.

He didn't waver but instead moved to the front of Lizae. "What is a pretty girl like you doing out this far in Angel country?" He could she was not of this kingdom. Was she perhaps a dragon?

The man looked at Lizae. It was up to her. She was the one who hired him. "I have food and healing herbs." He could sense something was troubling the lady.

Drisa smiles. For the most part, the female elf is rather easy going. "Wonderful! Come along then. Lets get you both out of the cold before this storm decides to fully let loose. She leads them to the cave and into it. A safe distance from the entrance she spots her brother and their companion along with a beautiful fire. She instantly confronts her twin's angry glare. "Frisin, stop that. You're being rude." She makes her way over to the fire and gives him the hare. "It's all I could catch..."
He sighs softly, look softening greatly. "It will have to do then..." He looks to the two strangers. "Well, come to the fire then. No use in having you two freeze." He then turns his attention to the job of preparing the hare to cook.

A pile of fur blankets next to the fire moves slightly. Emmy is hidden away beneath them. Frisin had covered her with them to try to keep her warm. She peaks out from under them, only her crimson and black flecked silver eyes showing. Are those two new people by the fire?
Drisa smiles apologetically. "Please excuse Frisin. He sometimes forgets his manners." She kindly holds out a hand to them. "I'm Drisa, by the way. Frisin and I are twins."
He snorts softly. "Must you state the obvious, sister? He grows quiet again as she shoots him a slightly hurt look.