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Shocked out of his reverie, Orian jumped a little, turning around. "Wha? Huh?" His voice was a baritone, and soft, almost as if he wasn't very outspoken. "Ah hell. I'm not trespassing on someone's lawn am I? I'm sorry miss. I'll go away if I am. I was just thinking and watching the stars and moon."

"No, nothing really. I was just exploring a little, and wondering how in the world i ended up here. I recently washed up on the beach, so I have no clue where in the world i am in relation to where i come from. Hell. I don't even know if you people use the same 12 month calander i'm used to. So much I don't know." He gives a small smile, holding his arms behind his back, hoping to not look threatening, or it seemes the little gryph would pounce on him and tear him to shreds.

Smiling a little, he reached up with his left hand, which glinted a bit in the moonlight. showing its metallic makeup, and brushed some hair back from his face. "Well, Fae was the one who discovered me on the beach, and i'm crashing on her couch for now, and i've met Alyosha briefly, and a woman named Feonix, and a woman named Sy showed me around part of the island earlier today. Hmmm. At least something is familiar. I don't suppose you could tell me what day of what month it is, could you?"

Upon hearing the date, Orian's face fell a little, but he quickly masked it. Looking down at his left arm, he looked confused a moment, and then chucked. "Oh, you mean this?" He pulled up the sleave of the shirt he was wearing, showing his mechanical arm. "Just a little reminder of an expidition i led into the jungles of Kusvo in my younger years." Blinking a bit, he slapped his forehead with his right hand. "Oh, how rude of me, i never introduced myself. I am Orian Ironfist." Taking Nyxa's right hand, he gently kissed it. "And may i have the pleasure of your name M'lady?"

Going to her side in worry, Orian looked concerned when she started coughing. "M'lady? Are you alright? Maybe you have a cold and shouldn't be out in the cool night air?" When she recovered, and said her name, he smiled a little. Slowly sounding out her name, he spoke again. "Nyxa? It is a pleasure to meet a woman as lovely as you. And Lucius? Another Aerandir, hmmm. A pleasure to meet you as well little one." Kneeling, he gently extended his right hand towards Lucius, letting him come forward to sniff it if he wanted to, giving Nyxa time to recover from her fit of coughing. Shaking his head a little, his hair tumbled over one shoulder, the moonlight bringing out the blueish highlights.

Chuckling a little, Orian quickly moved his hand so that Lucius only caught the hanging part of the sleave of the shirt. "So, your a little warrior, huh? Why don't you tustle with this hand then." Putting out his left hand, he had it move around a little before lucius, almost as if trying to entice him to play. Looking up at nyxa, he gave a small smile. Quite a little fighter you have here. Well, its late at night, and I should leave you and your family to their rest." Standing, he kissed her hand again. "It was a pleasure to meet you M'lady. I hope to see you around again some time soon." With that, he walked off towards the water again, and down the beach, hands in pockets, wistling a little tune.

Orian went down to the waterfront, walking out along a long rock that jutted out into the water. He carried with him a bundle of flowers, fresh picked on his way here. As he walked, he wispered to himself. "Gods. Is it that time again already. 4 years its been now. 4 long, lonely years." When he stood upon the very edge of the rock, he started throwing the flowers, one by one, into the water, reciting something as he did so.

"Over Dark Sea, and Through Shadowed Glen, You have gone before me, Once here, Now gone, Your thought lingers with me. I ask for forgiveness, and pray for your peace. Please, rest well, Beloved Ones."

Sitting at the edge of the rock, staring off into the night time sea, Orian slowly let the tears that welled up in his eyes come, lost in memory. He spoke but once more, saying only 2 names. "Eliza, Katrina."

Fae was again in her hammock under the shade of her house, the silent creaking sound of tight ropes tingling the tips of the girl's teeth. She commonly went here to think whenever Pueblo wasn't here. She felt refreshed and good, the previous bath she had taken in the small cramped wooden tub. Rocking back and forth as her light hair free flowed in the warm wind, she leaned back into her hands that were behind her head and peered out into the distance.

Pueblo was nestled in Fae's lap and stretched out to circulate her body heat. Having thick fur was almost frusterating at times, but her wings allowed a pleasant cooling-gernator. Ears twitching slightly, her head lifted off from her keeper and looked out in the direction towards the people walking around the western beach. Pueblo's black eyes focused in and out before she bapped her keeper with her paw, giving a light coo. She wanted to know who those people were! Wake up!

Fae blinked and shook her head, staring at her little gryphon. "Hm? What is it?" As if sensing it, she looked up and around the community. On the other end of the island, she could see two figers moving about. Why was Pueblo so anxious to go see them? Smiling at the pleading gryphon, she stretched and eventually got up. "Alllriiighht. Let's go meet them," she grinned and started to walk off. Of course, Pueblo bounded no more than a foot before Fae until they got closer. Pueblo then fell back and walked cautiously behind her keeper's heel and stared intensily. "Ya-ta-hey, Dragonfly!" She called out, reconizing her friend. "Long time no see."