It was starting to feel like smooth sailing, beside his barking dogs slapping against the hard, uneven ground. All his hopes lay in a distant country away from Te'Lon. Traveling through Royale wasn't too hard for him, most of it were humans whom were just as poor as he was and honestly, he wasn't hte only orc to stroll through. It was in Eta'emi, the last settlement he ran into a day and a half's journey behind him, that offered him hope of being half way there.  At his rate, he should be at the city before sundown - tomorrow....<br/><br/>Well, it'll be the first Major city he'll ever be able to see with a sea of new faces, smells, and tools. He also seen from the map in his Tome that the city and hte academy was surrounded by the Hellion Ocean! There were no large bodies of water where he came from, only ponds and orc-made lakes, they all relied on the stormy sky and hope there wouldn't be a drought.<br/><br/>Yet a noisy bickering from up ahead could pull his attention from the path under his feet.  It looked like a female Oran and a young Elven male was arguing over cultural differences. Not a good place for him to be, honestly, as the elf looked right at him and went quiet.<br/><br/>" - I dun' know wut de hell yer thinkin', but blood is blood, Talvin. -Hey, ya lis'en ta meh?" The Oran started as she was left arguing without the Elf snapping at her. She looked and saw the orc, then looked at the Elf with a temperate glare. " Ya oughta go back, Tal. "<br/><br/>" Why not find your own way home." The Elven bloke started. " You!" He started with challenge. " You. Turn back home or meet your fate here. As I was tellin' her, dis road is closed to Orc-kin today. The Talia Settlement is not accepting anymore of your kind."  He thundered with a firm growl, taking an offensive stance with his bow in hand.