There were very few of the girls that seemed to take in their surroundings well enough. They could get the faintest sense of protection even if they were being watched by so many eyes. However the precious few whom kept their surroundings in check (Anyone with a Perception result of 18 or higher.) managed to spot within the woodlands a small amount of movement. A glimpse of white and the faint step of hooves. It was hard to make out but it looked as though there was a horse of some kind that was grazing and drinking from the rushing waters. However the few whom looked closely enough could see it was watching them. Anyone could have spotted that, but those capable of piercing the small glamour could see the truth of what the horse truly was. The horn upon its crown was a dead giveaway.<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Most didn't even feel the sensation of eyes watching them, or they did and chalked it up to many of their adoring viewers, enjoying the rather explicit content they gave just recently. It truly gave excitement to their more stunted and boring lives and aspirations of something exciting beyond the barrier. Without all the pesky dangers because few would have the courage to do what the heroines do. Many bachelors and bachelorettes viewed from the privacy of their scrying these illicit shows of raunchy bathing and making out with a comfortable lounge and a few items of excitement. And young couples took to enjoying the idea of sharing in the bath with their significant others using the shows sensual scene to help urge their own deep desires to the forefront and indulge in one another's fantasies.<br/><br/>Many whom focused upon the show of Selena's high libido savored the idea of ploughing her as of yet frustrated form and pounding her deeply into a euphoric stupor. Others focused on the copper skinned beauties such as the recently awakened Penny whom had introduced and enjoyed her first sexual experience. Few bothered to question how quickly she took to it but then again so did Juliet when surrounded by that evil gelatinous cube. And there was no denying she had an amazing body. All of them did, others took to Loap and her submissive behaviors whilst also vying to be dominant and that delusion they could be the ones to tame her. However the ones whom still held their virtue intact had their own circle of admirers whom all wanted and waited with baited breath for the moment they would be able to envision more than their lovely figures bouncing upon their erections. Nayla, Elora, Yatari, all fantasized in this fashion and all the recipients of tribute that sullies skin and shames the soul. Masako was the one those whom savored a fine bosom upon them gravitated towards though the scariness of her initially could intimidate many of the men and women alike. However some were bold or foolish enough to think they could handle her.<br/><br/>However one particular man was watching the show from a rather regal position in his seat. Upon his locks of golden hair was a crown of silver with three sapphires inlaid into it. His ice blue eyes kept upon the show which was viewed from a scrying crystal found within a rather handsome bedchamber. Adorned in a river blue cloak of fine gold trim, and a forest green jacket and tan leggings, he held the air of nobility in his posture and appearance. And indeed he too showed great interest. He was of youthful vigor and with a fine body that had the nimble finesse and vigorous strength of any knight found within the kingdoms. At his right hip was a fine looking steel longsword, with a deep brown leather grip, steel guard and a silver hilt in the fashion of a dragon.<br/><br/>Knelt before him was a woman of amazingly beauty, dressed in exotic garments similar to robes, to which the proper words was a kimono. The trim was a blood red and the robe itself was an immaculate white with a breathtakingly red sash that binds it well to her form and also acts as a trusty scabbard to her swords. Indeed she had not one, two, or three but four blades to her name. The robe was form fitting and was capable of showing her figure quite well. Billowing crimson lines her leggings with a streak of black on the sides. With dark lavender hair and darker eyes of similar color, she had the dignity of a warrior upon her expression. A cloak with matching shoulder guards of blue and white adorns the shoulders. Truly a woman to be both feared and fantasized about.<br/><br/><strong>"Looks like they're having fun at least. And they found our prize..."</strong>