<a class="postlink" href="https://creativefreedomrpg.com/viewtopic.php?f=23&amp;t=53236">The O.O.C.</a><br/><br/>--<br/>Today, it was fortunate to have clear and calm weather. The local psychics predicted that rough winds and heavy rain would last throughout the week. The gods seemed to be now smiling down on the earth during this peaceful Friday afternoon, 12:45 to be exact. There was a faint breeze that swept throughout the land, with it, carried the scent of vanilla and an array of flowers that added to the sweet smell. There was only a few clouds that hanged in the air and the sun just beat down upon everything with a gentle warmth.<br/><br/>Deep in a forest, covered by trees and hidden with a touch of magic, the Dionysus Domain was one of the few places covered in shadows. The cobblestone pathways ad splotched of sun light as the rays leaked through the branches. The market was bustling with life - everything was stirring and speaking. Men an woman alike where gathering people around, scouting out prices or what they were selling. In the background, sounds of creatures could be heard as one walked through the pathways.<br/><br/>A female with a white cloak outlined in bluish-gray covering her face could be seen waving through the people. Due to how odd it was to see someone with a white cloak, eyes followed her until she was out of sight. Under the hood, the woman showed no facial expression as it was unbecoming to let others know what she was thinking in a world outside of her home. Her green eyes schemed the open stand shops. It had taken her about 20 minutes just to get this far into the market.<br/><br/>Stopping in the middle of the flow of people, they parted and moved around her like a stone sticking out of a river. She could sense the creature she was after. Blaming it to what type of creature she was, the female would make a cut through the crowd to a horse stable. Though she didn't care to be inside one, she stepped into it. Her hood remained up to avoid being noticed by passerbys.<br/><br/>A large man who looked as if he would make a good high class body guard, stepped out from one of the stables. "What do you want here woman." The man said in a deep but stern voice. Rydia stared up at him from under her cloak before reaching into a inner pocket to removed something palm sized. Shoving it in his face without warning, the man took a step back so his eyes could focus. "My apologizes. I wasn't expecting you this early." The man's voice softened as he realized that he was dealing with a buyer.<br/><br/>"He is this way." The man led her out of the stable and into a small shed like building. She watched as the large man pulled out a key to unlock the door. Once it was opened and the man stepped aside, Rydia peered into the room. Her eyes immediately settled upon a man. Upholding that same dead expression, the female was actually trembling on the inside. It was a unicorn, a creature that one could not easily lay their eyes on. She was quick to notice at he was bond in heavy chains and that there was a magical seal on his forehead.<br/>"I can help you bring him-" She shoved a large bar of gold in his hand mid-sentence. "That's not necessary. I will take the keys to his chains and you may go back to what you were doing before." The man was caught off guard by how demanding the woman was. He couldn't really complain as she had over paid for the unicorn. Placing a key in her hands, he walked past her and out of the shed.<br/><br/>Her eyes followed the man until he was gone. Letting out a sigh, she glanced back into the room. "I'm going to come to you." She spoke before she acted. Not sure how he would act, she would take bold steps into the room. Instead of towering over him, she had bent over to undo the chains that bond him.