Stumbling, tripping falling, and finally crashing... The man lay there, tired and beaten like a pack horse... This place was so.. different, from what he was used to traveling in... Humidity was killing him as he bundled up his shirt and made a pillow of it, heaving deep for breath.
He had travaled for nigh on the whole day, and his legs absolutly ached... He was lost, had been this whole trip, in a strange forest he had never the intention of entering if those... those things... whatever they were. What strange land had he chanced upon that so many odd things, so many glowering eyes could phase the man's hardened heart...
The man was Nildalten Leosbane, son to a long line of Rouges and cutthroats in his own right.

MayLasha carefully picked her way through the strange brush...if you could call it brush...she rather preferred the term “impassable muck” of the Forest.
Oh, this is just DUCKY, isn’t it, May? You’ve gotten yourself into a real fix now! Only God knows how the hell to get out of this place. And guess what, May? You’re not God!!
She almost tripped when she came upon the man laying in the path ahead of her.
”Whoa!!Where did you come from? I’m fairly sure I’ve been going in circles, and you weren’t here the last time I was here. Are you alright?”
MayLasha looked down at him for a moment, her silvery eyes meeting his.
No, you’re not alright, sir! You’re not alright at all.

Hearing the voice, the man stirred, his joints screaming to him in protest... He wasn't old, but niether was he a young man. He opened his eyes to catch those of silver that stared back at him. He pondered about them, freezing in his place until she spoke...

”Whoa!!Where did you come from? I’m fairly sure I’ve been going in circles, and you weren’t here the last time I was here. Are you alright?”

He almost had it in him to laugh at her questions, but he managed a raggled, if not formal reply... "I am fine... just... ever so tired ma--" he paused, forming up the strength to finish the reply... and he just laid back down his eyes closed in pain... "I'm fin' "

Shelurath soared skillfully through the forest dodgin trees and ducking branches she burst through the canopy of trees taking in the sunlight before folding in her wings and diving down at tremendous speed, just before she hit the ground she unfolded her wings again and pulled out of her dive and back into her artfuldodging, she had not had this much fun since..............Well ever. She landed quietly in the branches of a tree and folded her wings away looking down, two figures were on the ground, one appeared to be unconsious.
"Serves him right for pondering about on his own" she though nicing a fruit from a tree and munching it "wonder how long he's been out"
She watched for a little longer waiting for something interesting to happen.

Aenarion had been wandering the city for awhile. He was quite full of boredom, but when he saw the entrance to the rainforest, he was ready for some sweet meditation in the middle of it's heart. Aenarion normally would not use his wings to fly as he could hover above the ground, but this was through a rainforest. Hovering about 10 inches off the muddy ground was risky, and he did not want his cloak dirty. So he saddled up his wings and set off through the humid forest.

It was actually pretty nice flying through the rainforest. He could look down and see snakes stalking vultures. And when the vulture caught sight of the snake stalking him from far below, he would swoop down and gobble it up. Sickening sight, but that's the circle of life. Then while still flying through, he saw a black panther about to bring death to a poar wild boar. Aenarion could stand this happening, so he glided down to the wet floor of the forest. With the swish of a cloak, the black panther had died. The most mysterious way Aenarion kills prey, but it still happens.

Aenarion, since he had been flying for about fifteen minutes, had been decreasing in energy. Seeing as how he had just killed a panther, the blood would definitely start him up. He dropped down and sucked the blood from the menacing panther. After a good five minutes of slurping the blood from the furry creature, he shot back up to top-branch level. The view was fantastic; animals, plants, trees, and all other kinds of nature were inhabited in this rainforest. Then, Aenarion officially decided that today was a good day at Taurerosa Rainforest.

After about another long twenty more minutes, he spotted three people below. One eating fruit in a high tree, and the other two lying on the ground. Aenarion wasn't much of a friend-maker, nor did he want friends. But the mood he was in forced Aenarion to stop for a visit. He soared down to the lowest level of the forest and landed smoothly. The three of them had noticed Aenarion. Aenarion still had his cloak hood over his head, not allowing them to see his true identity. "Staviola-Apples" he muttered to himself. A bushel of apples appeared in the center of the party. "Apple?"

(ADMIN NOTE:please delete this post after effect fulfilled)
Alright, this topic now has more then enough people, Aen, no offence, mind sticking to the setting rather then making up random stuff that literally sets the characters who are already there differently then they already are, like saying you are noticed before any of us actually do so... far as I know that is considered power play which is a no no... And If you are wondering why I am doing this rather then posting, I am waiting for the person who first replied to come back... if not I am dropping this thread...((End Note, Thank you(((OH if I need ta be warned for doing this or something do so as I am simply tired of waiting/the character number rising...)))))