Draw Neoisi
Your cute Bunny monster friend
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PhoenixMire
(Sorry if the title is weird, I guess I'm bad with names )
The woods of Tardask. An extensive land full of beautiful trees that grew with no guide but nature's desire. The treetops touched the sky, giving its soil the perfect mixture from sun and shadow. The diversity of the flora encompassed a great variety of flowers and shrubs, including those not known to man. The landscape of that forest was a scene to watch, the only problem was the beasts that lived in them. Wolves or tigers weren't the deadliest creatures inside. Voyagers has returned barely alive with tales of living trees and banshees roaming inside the darkness of Tardask. Being the only path between two of the greatest Kingdoms this land ever led eyes on, the citizens created a safe path crossing the woods. Time passed and neither of the two kingdoms had desire to invest in the trail's maintenance, becoming the favorite place for thieves and scoundrels to lurk around.
Our story begins at one thief's campsite. As the sun was slowly rising, the group of scoundrels started leaving their tents. Some yawns decorated their faces as they scatter across the settlement. A couple sat surrounding the fireplace, starting the fire to properly cook the morning meal. Others jumped into the trees, to take guard as the night shift got down to have a deserve rest. The rest started playing cards or trained with each other. The group was a well oil machine in another morning routine. Their faces stiffen as a green lizard lady walked out of one of the tents. Lizza, the second in command of the group, was making sure everyone knew their place as the leader was in a secret mission. The golden eyes of the green one scanned the place looking for something, or more likely. . . .Someone
The woods of Tardask. An extensive land full of beautiful trees that grew with no guide but nature's desire. The treetops touched the sky, giving its soil the perfect mixture from sun and shadow. The diversity of the flora encompassed a great variety of flowers and shrubs, including those not known to man. The landscape of that forest was a scene to watch, the only problem was the beasts that lived in them. Wolves or tigers weren't the deadliest creatures inside. Voyagers has returned barely alive with tales of living trees and banshees roaming inside the darkness of Tardask. Being the only path between two of the greatest Kingdoms this land ever led eyes on, the citizens created a safe path crossing the woods. Time passed and neither of the two kingdoms had desire to invest in the trail's maintenance, becoming the favorite place for thieves and scoundrels to lurk around.
Our story begins at one thief's campsite. As the sun was slowly rising, the group of scoundrels started leaving their tents. Some yawns decorated their faces as they scatter across the settlement. A couple sat surrounding the fireplace, starting the fire to properly cook the morning meal. Others jumped into the trees, to take guard as the night shift got down to have a deserve rest. The rest started playing cards or trained with each other. The group was a well oil machine in another morning routine. Their faces stiffen as a green lizard lady walked out of one of the tents. Lizza, the second in command of the group, was making sure everyone knew their place as the leader was in a secret mission. The golden eyes of the green one scanned the place looking for something, or more likely. . . .Someone