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Khthonia lay hidden in the tall grass, just left of the last line of corn fields, her satchel and cloak to her right, her long bow and quiver next to it. It was times like these that made her feel like she was the only one left in the world, that there was finally peace in her life. A cool wind blew over, making the grass sing.
Open your eyes.
No.
Why not?
Because it will become cold and lifeless if I do.
And if it does? It will do so with or without your interference. Open your eyes.
I... can't.
You can. Just do it. Do not think, just do.
Khthonia sighed. The arguement inside her head could go on forever. And she would let it if it weren't for her mission. 'Find land' they had said. An easy enough feat to conquer, she thought. Until she actually got out and realized how little there was left. Sitting up, she opened her eyes, breathing in the natural smell the earth offered. One thing she couldn't deny was how beautiful it was; how natural it was. She looked around her and sighed, gathering her things. Time to get moving.

Khthonia jumped slighlty at the sound of a mewing-- she hadnt heard anyone approaching. Way to be listening to your surrondings. She scolded herself. The black cat purred softly, surprising her. Most animals knew to stay away; either that or she just wasn't interesting enough to be approached. Well, there had to be some interesting quality about her if this one beast approached her.
She blinked rapidly, slowly standing up, her cloak in her ams, willing her... curse not to come out and harm this animal. Unsure of what to do, she slowly bent down to grab her bag, swinging it over one shoulder, careful not to make any sudden movements. Maybe it was hungry and lost? But she didn't have any food or comfort to offer it, nor the time to look for it. Sure of her decision now, Khthonia straightened up, taking a step back. Never turn your back on a beast. It was something her brother always told her, something she know lived by.
"Sorry, dear... cat... but I must be going now. I have nothing for you." With a nod of her head, she looked down at the cat, willing herself to leave before something terrible happened. Hesitantly, she took another step back, adjusting her bag on her shoulder. Was it right to leave the cat alone where worse things than Khthonia ran?

((Sorry for taking so long to respond!!! I was away on vacation and only recently had the time tyo use the computer again!))

Mayura waded through the thick grass of the area. Though it wasn't the humid subtropical region she was used to, she somehow felt at home. The only thing that was so awkward was the endless expanse of twilight and the general lack of tall trees around. As she made her way to the path she found herself approaching two figures, it didn't occur to her just how massive they were untill she was fairly close. She was a bit awestruck as she came to a stop no more than fifteen feet away. The statuesque golem looked all too much like the one from Omgitt Jord, untill she was close enough to see the giant's weapons, she wouldn't have recognized him otherwise.

Mayura was a bit taken back by the giant's sudden hostility. She didn't think she had done anything particularly rude so she figured to try a reasonable greeting. "Not at all, you were there durring the invasion in Omgitt Jord. I want you to know that her majesty is grateful for your efforts." She stated, giving a half bow of thanks with her hands clasped together. "May I ask your name, sir?"

Mayura managed to swallow any outward hint at her becomming insensed at the giant's demeanor, save for a deep breath. "I am Duchess Mayura Kiryu, emessary of Separated Seg." Though it was becoming difficult to keep this up, she could still practically hear the official announcement trumpeting.

Mayura unrolled the parchment and read it, "Is this a cession? Hillocks of Olynthis?!" She glanced back at the giant as he started to get farther and farther away. She clenched her fist and stomped the ground, somewhat losing her composure. "That insolent brute! He has no manners at all, and he dared to berate our princess too?!" Rolling up the parchment and putting it away, Mayura scowled in Count Slaterage's driection one last time, then started walking.

As she traveled the street, she did a long low bird call. A small homing pigeon descended to her arm as she held it out. She passed it a small note and released it to the skies, not stopping to watch it fly due east. Her mind was still affixed to the parchment given to her by the giant. She wanted to get a good look at it and have it notorized before she did anything else.

Mayura saw little choice but to return to the refugee camp. It was the last place she could remember any of the royal court being. She had started on her way back east toward the farming center when she noticed a rather large hairy figure not too far away. As she cleared from the tall grass and got a good look, she recognized it as the large ogre man from the fight in Omgitt. She quietly approached, wondering what he was doing with his totems all standing in a row like that and his weapon at the ready.