Vaesa, An Elf Scout. (, Tentacles, Vines, Impregnation )

Vaesa had spent the better part of the night with her short swords clutched tightly to her chest. Being a war orphan, she had come to the Dark Continent to make a name for herself. With the Shattered Kingdoms in a constant state of war for the past 100 years, other young elves were distinguishing themselves in battle against other Elves. Vaesa intended to make her mark here, to make a name for herself as both an Explorer and Scout. Then upon her return to the Shattered Kingdoms she would be able to find a place in any one of the Noble Families entourages. Though as she looked around the room and felt it shift again beneath her she knew she may have bitten off more than she could chew.

During the boat ride from the mainland she could ascertain nearly nothing about the dangers that awaited on the Dark Continent. Just that the only foothold of civilization was their destination, Fort Bloodshore. Vaesa extricated herself from her bunk, checking herself thoroughly to ensure nothing had gone missing throughout her sleep. This boat was full of Humans. Thieves and cutthroats were all that came from Human stock as far as she was concerned. Having satisfied herself that nothing was missing she moved through the berth towards the ladder onto deck.

Coming out onto the deck the sun's brightness blinded her momentarily.

"Ahh, the Elf!" came a stern voice.

Vaesa squinted against the light, thinking she recognized the voice of the captain but unable to quite make him out yet as her eyes adjusted.

"Elf, look. Bloodshore is just there." he stated pointing towards land.

Vaesa turned from the morning sun looking westward. The shoreline consisted of black sand with some sort of phosphorous red dying the oceans waters as it went ashore. It did look like blood. Humans were horribly uncreative in naming things. If the shoreline was rocky would they have called it Rockshore? If it was muddy would they call it Mudshore? Vaesa turned her attention to the shoreline, observing the Dark almost black Tree's and strange red vines that seemed to come down from the treetops.

"How long till we disembark?" you ask the Captain.