Kosuke was on his way to the bath house when a human man came running up to him. "Call a doctor!" the man shouted. "My caravan has been attacked!"<br/><br/>"I'm a doctor," Kosuke said, and hurried off with the man. Once everyone was healed they asked him to travel with their caravan for a while. He agreed. He was a traveling healer after all. Though the Elven city had been a wonderful place...<br/><br/>((There. That's taken care of.))<br/><br/>---------------<br/><br/>Cyrus relaxed in his bath, letting his long sandy blonde hair flow in the water around him. Being a human, he wasn't quite as slight as the other elves. His muscles were not bulky, but they displayed his strength. His skin was smooth, utterly void of any blemish or scar. Perhaps that was helped by the clean, sophisticated elven lifestyle he lived.<br/><br/>After he'd cleaned himself, Cyrus dried himself and put on his white silken elven robes. He'd worn human clothes before... it made him glad he got to wear things like this on a daily basis.<br/><br/>Cyrus soon felt himself getting hungry, and made his way to the dining hall. He noticed upon arriving that a table had been set aside for the visiting elves. His eyes fell upon the most beautiful of the Fae and he thought, that one must be the Queen. For a moment, his brown eyes lingered on her. She was a biological masterpiece.<br/><br/>But he had to remember himself. He may have been adopted into elven nobility, but he had no place with a Queen. Quietly, he made his way to a table, and at the wonderful food the elven chefs always provided. All natural, and all delicious.