Where once the southern border of Blossom Forest was made by Leisure Lake, the magical rearrangement of the lands has laid there instead a vast, uncrossable ocean. The shore differs as you travel along it. Tall mountainous cliffs arise on the western part and at one point, the large river that runs through Blossom Forest opens up at its tributary into a well sheltered cove. As you come more eastward, the towering peaks shorten into rocky foothills. A large section of the shore is inaccessible to most, as Uyaraut has claimed it as their own. But if you skirt around their territory, the hills disappear, swallowed up into the land until it is as flat as the eye can see. The vibrant greens dull into short and dry browns and tans, and the land dries and cracks apart until it melds into The Waste - the desert that forms Blossom Forest’s easternmost border.

For those looking to hunt here, there are of course the fish within the ocean, along with crabs, seals and urchins. For on the shore, there are seagulls, herons, and ospreys.


I was, I am, I will [ swap ] [ ghost ]

Umm… Don’t worry about it. Anyone else would have done the same.

Except that was not true at all. Tiberias knew the way of the world, had seen the darkness within every heart’s abyss. He knew that most others would not have bothered to help him, and so despite the hesitation that this brute has shown, it spoke a lot towards his character. The stranger’s gut instinct had told him to pass Tiberias by, yet he had not. He had stopped and saved Tiberias, and had not immediately snuck away. And even past that, Tiberias’ savior had not asked for thanks nor gratitude. In fact, if anything, he was rather silent on the matter. Silent in general… Here Tiberias was blabbing on, probing for information and answers, and he was getting back broken sentences and stammered replies. Tiberias smirked at the other and tilted his head sideways, the grin slowly creeping up his cheeks.

Well now, darling, that is the first lie that you’ve spoken to me. I do hope it will be the last.

This was definitely going to be an amusing game… Tiberias could tell immediately that this creature was nothing like Tiberias‘s master Draven, nor was he like the warrior beasts who had beaten and raped Tiberias time and time again in his last pack. No, this hessian was a creature of a different sort and he had fully caught Tiberias‘s attention. Now, Tiberias felt the pull of his master at all times, but it was surprisingly not so bad. Because Tiberias was a willing participant in all of Draven‘s sick and twisted fantasies, Draven had gifted him a rather long leash. Unlike Draven‘s other Mesmer, Briseis, Tiberias did not have to return to the den at night. No, he only needed come when called. Because of it, he could come and go largely as he pleased throughout the various lands of Blossom Forest. But he decided that it would please him greatly to stay here for a while and flirt with this unique and interesting lad. Whose name, apparently, was Ghost.

Ghost? Oh dear me, I hope that will not mean that you will coast in and out of my life, or that you are perhaps an apparition of my mind. You seem rather real to me, and I must say that so far I have quite enjoyed your company.

His boldness and flirtation was nothing new - even when Draven had been brutally taking him and hurting him, Tiberias had mewled with sounds of pleasure and urged Draven to continue. It was a characteristic that had been driven into him by all of the experiences of his life. But now, given the chance of pleasure without pain, he was even more brazen. He rose to his paws and took another step toward Ghost, and all thoughts of a personal bubble were suddenly dismissed - he could feel Ghost’s breath warming his snout and could see moisture collecting around Ghost‘s nares every time that he himself exhaled. And damn… Ghost smelled delicious. And suddenly Tiberias though that if he was to have captors - the ones who had beaten and raped him -, a master - Draven -, why could he not also have a savior?

Mmm… you are… quite delectable. And oh, always with the pleasantries. Now, I would like to know if you would actually like to know my name or if you are merely asking out of politeness… But I will give it to you nonetheless. My full name is Tiberias, though there are those who called me Tibby. But I will respond to whatever you wish to call me, handsome. Is there another name you would like me to go by?

Tiberias rather enjoyed the way that his compliments and comment seemed to throw the other off… It did not look like Ghost was insulted by said compliments, merely put off guard. Was he… Was Ghost a pixie too? Tiberias’s grin only grew and he let loose a small purr as he looked Ghost up and down, at the same time asking him what it was that ghost liked. He found Ghost’s umcomfortable demeanor alluring, but more than that found himself attracted to Ghost’s physique. But the response was not what he had expected… Or rather, not what he had hoped for. He had expected an evasive answer, yes, but he had expected some information. Not this -
”I don’t…I mean…what do you mean what do I like? It’s a vague question you know.
Tiberias clucked his tongue and shook his head before taking a step away and turning away slightly. “It is not a vague question at all, merely open ended. I want to know what you like - everything you like. Your favorite foods. What places you like, who you like…” His neck snaked around and he stared at Ghost a final time. “And, of course, what sort of things you enjoy while spending time with… others like us.


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