Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26288702-20161008211047/@comment-25808351-20161102042800

A cold breeze rustles her feathers. The familiar scent of chimney smoke and Zahmerian stone fills the air. Ayona opens her eyes to see she is right where she imagined herself to be. A rolling hill just outside the wall. Farmers trim and plough the fields, their wives and children picking the fruits of their husband's/father's labor. Large burly men chop away at trees for firewood and people hustle in and out of the city gate. Zahmeria was going through her normal day-to-day routines, preparing for her next big blizzard.

The massive beacon fire atop the Baron's castle is big and healthy, burning bright like a sun. Ayona wastes no more time and takes flight, clearing the distance from her arrival spot to her house in mere moments. Outside in the aviary, Ayona's husband pets one of the Owls as it sits on it's perch. It has beautiful shades of brown and black. The Owls head spins one hundred degrees, it's keen eyes spotting the incoming Harpy. It's feather fluff up a bit as Ayona approaches. Ayona's husband is a twenty two year old boy with blonde hair and blue eyes, light colored skin and rather puny in physique.

He lets out a sigh as he turns around and leaves the aviary, closing the door to the giant bird cage behind him. Within three steps of the door, a familiar voice cries out over the brisk winds. "ALLLLLLEEEEEEEEX!!!!" Ayona shouts. Alex looks up just in time for his beloved to crash into him.