((Do we have to use different colours? That's going to be a bit difficult, because next post Shaidon and Iyano will probably be interacting with each other.))<br/><br/><span style="color: #0040BF">Shaidon was frustrated. Only a couple of hours ago there'd been a town meeting and everyone was present except for that new guy Xanril.<br/>After a long time of debating it, he'd finally voiced his concerns, but nobody seemed to bother with it.<br/>Well the young man wasn't exactly likeable...not in the least, but he was still a fellow villager! <br/><br/>Shaidon also felt slightly intrigued by him. <br/>Maybe he just acted like a mean bastard because no one had made any attempt at befriending him yet?<br/>He wasn't exactly someone that made new friends easily, but he vowed to himself that he would try with Xanril.<br/>The guy was much older than him though, so that made him even less approachable for Shaidon.<br/><br/>The topic of the meeting had been the nagas, like always.<br/>He rolled his eyes. Nobody was even sure whether they really existed. <br/>Shaidon really didn’t care whether they were real or not. <br/><br/>So what if they are? Leave them be, they’re living beings and have the right to exist too…<br/>As long as they don’t cross the river that’s fine, right?<br/>It made him so angry that half of this town, especially the older generations, were arrogant and simpleminded fools.<br/><br/>He got up from the chair he was sitting on and put on a plain dark brown trousers, stopping right under his knees. He left his upper body bare. The few garments he owned had to be washed and he didn’t have the money to buy new ones.<br/>He was skinny, but not overly so and working on the farms had slightly toned his stomach.<br/><br/>Sighing he left his small house, in search for the missing boy.<br/><br/>After going through the whole village, he grew more worried every time someone told him they hadn’t seen Xanril around. Then finally someone told him that Xanril liked spending his time at the bank of the river.<br/><br/>The river was quite a bit away from the village and when he finally arrived there his eyes widened seeing the scene unfold before him.<br/><br/>He hid himself, breathing heavily.<br/>Nagas! Those were real nagas! And they had Xanril!<br/>His heart was racing and he felt his head pound when he started to think about what he should do. <br/><br/>The naga that was holding Xanril didn’t seem as dangerous as the black one, but still managed to give him chills. Never had he thought that nagas were so dangerously attractive. He’d always thought that they’d look like snakes entirely. Not this… human like.<br/><br/>When the black one left, Shaidon knew he had to do something to help. His heart sank when it seemed that another naga had arrived.<br/>Xanril’s behaviour was strange though. He just stood there and didn’t even fight…<br/><br/>Now that the nagas were distracted, he would grab his chance.<br/>Gathering all of his courage, he left his hiding place and without thinking, which was undoubtedly a stupid thing to do, he silently waded through the river.<br/><br/>He ran towards them and shielded his, hopefully, soon to be friend.<br/>His determined green eyes piercing Azar’s golden ones.<br/><br/>“D-don’t you dare t-touch him!” he stuttered, a slight blush on his cheeks now that he saw the two beautiful creatures up close. Not much of a threat, considering how much he was trembling.<br/><br/>He hoped that Xanril would run away now that the two nagas had their attention on him. Otherwise his stupid, impulsive deed had been for nothing.</span>