Carefully carefully the young woman, in her late teens, picked her way through the stones and bristling branches. Her deep dark fur blended into the shadows as she slowly descended into the fjord. As she approached closer to the water at the bottom she began to seek more carefully among the stones and rubble.

She paused at a rather large rock and carefully sifted through the smaller stones around it. She was sure this would be the perfect place to discover beautiful gems just hidden under the soil.

She daintily dug under the large stone thinking perhaps the the crystals she sought were buried beneath. Maybe she could find a stone with a hole in it to peer at the fairies like her aunt had, or maybe even some shiny quartz hidden in the cracks.

He ventured out to check out the lands near the Raiders new lands. He couldn't recall coming to Faller's Fjord before, but literally within minutes of arriving, he managed to slip down a steep incline and twisted his right hind ankle, earning a few cuts and bruises as well in the process. "Ow! Fuck!" Ugh...what a way to start the day! He shook his head to clear it as he looked up to find his three Dobermans looking down at him from the precipice above. Neither were willing to take the fall he had just taken, and so they turned around to find another way. Ugh... He got up and tested his leg, wincing as a shooting pain shot up his ankle. Well...guess he was taking the long way back home...great. Sighing, he limped along the water bank, unsure where the trails were to get back up so he could go back home and find Rivin to help him out again. She must be sick of me always coming back with something new... He thought bitterly. Yeah, he had no clue if his sister was getting to the point of getting annoyed with his constant coming back with a new wound, or if she was more than happy to help him. Hobbling along, he spotted a figure up ahead, and he perked up a little when he assumed it was one of his dogs. "Hey! I'm over here!" He shouted as he tried to pick up the pace a little more, but goddamn his ankle hurt and the cuts and scrapes stung! "Speak"

Iris ceased her digging for a moment and pricked her deep black ears. beneath the prickly tree boughs, she could see a large shadow struggling among the rocks. They shouted at her...

Iris cantered her head as she cautiously tiptoed across the slope towards the other. As she got closer the shadowy figure grew to a monumental height, her heart thudded against her chest with unease. Though they shared the same black fur with a raven sheen the monstrous male before her sported horns, strange paws, and a vivid red hairpiece.

"Oh, mon Dieu... I 'ave nevehr seen such a sight as you. Vou is well, yes?" She approached elegantly with awe and a question, her accent from a strange land evident.