Chapter 1: Name TBA

=He stirred and awoke at the sound of footsteps. He sat up in the bed and looked around for a moment. He got out of bed and went over towards the door of the room, looking out into the next=

I turned around from staring out one of the windows with my drink in hand. The Py'ver was stood there.

Go back to sleep. The house will be shown more to you tomorrow.

I've slept all I need to. Revaer don't rest much.

The Hybrid is a strange one, is it not?

It's probably just the culteral gap. And it's He, not It.

=He shifted in place a bit as he and Derehn talked in silence=

I sigh a little.

This is where we will take our meals. There is enough food in storage for a few months, but if you're planning an extended stay, i will have to show you how to hunt. Through there.

I point to another door leading out.

Is a map room. I don't expect you to understand our maps nor be able to use them.

=He did not look back at the Rogehdyn, but spoke to him in a rather friendly tone=

I think you would be surprised. Revaer are skilled hunters. Most of our diet is Meat, after all.

And i suppose you've hunted animals you've never seen before in a pitch black forest before?

I raise my eyebrows behind my neckerchief.

The creatures of the entire Irthan continent are no different than those found on Krevala, save for a few that Irth lacks. As for the darkness, Revaer come primarily from the Obsanium Mountains of Northern Krevala. While it is still relatively dark to me here, my natural night vision allows me to see well enough. Your days are like our nights in darkness.

=He paused for a moment, and turned around=

You mentioned earlier that you Rohgedyn have different words for our races than we do. But how much do you actually know about us?

Likely less than you know of them. No Rohgedyn have left Deepwood in centuries, and nobody enters.

I still like to ask.

Besides the point. You know where the best hunting grounds are in this forest? And we know you slaughtered our people. That is enough for us.

This is my first time ever entering Deepwood, so naturally I do not know it's interior.

=He paused=

Tell me, Hybrid, do you believe that someone is guilty of the crimes of their ancestors?

Yes. The actions of a race determines it's future and how the generations to come will live because of it.

=sits there waiting=

Then you are no less guilty than I or any of the others in this group.

=He turned away again and leaned against the doorway=

As your race is a subdivision of Mine and the Romaniis'. Tell me this, then. If we are all so guilty of the crimes of those past, why did you not simply kill us the moment you laid eyes on us? Or is there more to this string of thought than you reveal?

I have no knowledge of the outside of this forest. As i am......Away....From my tribe, i need to find somewhere i can stay for a while. This is where you come in, should you of course keep your end of the deal.

But why place so much trust in such an inherently evil people? After all, if our ancient ancestors hunted you down like wild game, why should we not? Or perhaps could it be that those of the 'Great Races', as the schoolbooks call us, make their own decisions, shape their own destinies, and may not hold much the same values or motives as their generations past? To assume that one would be guilty of the same crimes as their parents in their lifetime would be no less folly than for us to assume the same of you.

=He turned around again=

Do you get what I mean?

You should probably cut down on the Philosophy, Xazhi. The Hybrid probably doesn't even understand you.

Oh, I think he does. I feel that there is much more to this race than the legends of old say there is...

I will not hesitate to kill you if you turn your back on our deal. We are not bound by anything other than a few words right now. Do not mistake that for trust.

Then I shall call it Faith.

=He heard a slight rustling outside. It sounded like it was in the trees, heavy enough to bend the branches, but not enough to snap them. It seemed to be moving closer=

What was that..?

Nothing.

I turn back to the window.

It would be better if you slept.

=decides to get some fresh air so he heads outside and leans against the wall=

Like I said, I've gotten all the rest I need for now.

The house is quite large. Don't wander too far.

My tone is dismissive as i keep my gaze out of the window.

=i continued to sleep, Arma doing the best it could to listen to everything going on. There was movement, some faint sounds that seemed like voices, but anything beyond the basic rhythms, the peaks and valleys of the voices, was lost to distance and interference from walls=