Glaesfaet Sceawere is the name gifted to the mother river that flows through the center of Blossom Forest, bringing life and sustenance to all of the lands. It breaks off in many places, giving birth to smaller streams and estuaries, but the main body flows from the lake high in the north in Dierne Hrof all the way south down through Uyaraut to empty into the ocean. It is a fresh water river, but down through Uyaraut, the salt water does taint it. In places, parts of the river are underground and run through caverns unseen from aboveground.

Water buffalo grace these shores - with plenty of meat, though at a dangerous cost. Many river trout leap upstream daily.



Hurricane of Mexico

You can't break me
Hurricane of Mexico studied the flustered lass silently. The girl didnt seem to know what to think, or do under his firm gaze. Finally the ess turned to face him, smiling softly and offering a nickname. The would be king flickered an ear slightly. Hurricane... Someone used to call him Hurricane. The memory felt warm, and friendly. But it was fragmented. Broken.

The dark gladiator suddenly stiffened slightly, uncomfortably. Why did he think he didnt know who he was? Why did he think he was confused? Perhaps, yes there was a chunk missing. A small lapse of time the knight could not reach. Hard as he tried, the memories taunted him, hovering just out of reach. However this span of time he could not grasp, it was small.

Hurricane of Mexico flickered his ears, pondering the question, and the warm ache that filled his midnight toned breast. The large gladiator shifted his gaze, piercing electric yellow eyes searing into kayana's jade hued optics, his gaze hard, closed off. The would be king lifted his head and took a more offensive stance. "You can call me Hurricane of Mexico"
Hurricane of Mexico
Can you?


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