Literature
Sovereigns of Lybri ~ Part 1
The light breeze was a welcome contrast to the dry heat that regularly plagued this part of the wastes. Talyn, a slightly taller than average man, ducked slightly as he slipped out under the flap that served as the entrance to the lodge which was currently being used as a meeting hall in this settlement. Cynthia, his faithful guardian, silently kept pace. Her long and thin blonde hair danced lightly with the breeze which she turned into slightly to keep her hair out of her face. These past few weeks in the wastes had done surprisingly little to her fair skin, much in opposition of Talyn's