Zenoth arrived finally at a lake. He looked around. "Not bad looking..."He walked around a ways, until he came back to where he started. "I could almost live here." He might someday, but for now he just wanted some time to think. He had to narrow down some possibilities of who he could be. There were to many people on this planet. "Well, I'll find out someday...."

Phedre watched the stranger pace the lake, obviously unaware of her presence. The man spoke quite audibly to himself, about homes and life, exposing his position easily to any assassin nearby. Phedre smiled, emerging from the bushes, her hand resting on the hilt of her dagger. "I wonder what bounty you would bring..."

((OOC: SOrry for the short post...))

(OOC:Is fine....im not getting long ones myself today)


He turned around then, hearing her come out of the bushes."Pardon me, bounty?" He looked at this strange woman. She was slightly attractive, but he was more interested in the dagger her hand was on than looking at her. He did not want to fight, as he had yet to get a weapon, though he was decent at fighting with his hands and feet.

Phedre let out a short laugh, her crimson lips dancing on her face. She had noticed he had no weapons on him, which would also mean little valuables, which meant little to zero bounty. She pulled her hand from her dagger and spoke once more, "what is it you said you were here for?" Her voice was soft but commanding, her eyes glowed an erinyes yellow. This man would be helpless to her charm if she laid it on. Any question she asked him would be answered. It was comforting, in an odd way, that her beauty was now so captivating that it could make a man kill his family if she told him to. She kept her powers well hidden. Even her wings were withdrawn within her back.

He still wasnt looking at her, still looking at the dagger. "I didn't, actually. But I'm just looking for......something. Or someone, perhaps. I am unsure." He finally looked at her eyes, and was captivated. Her eyes were a very strange color, yet he could not look away. He wondered why her eyes were yellow, but decided that he'd seen stranger this past year.

"What exactly is that supposed to mean," she said with an eyebrow raised. "You don't know where you are, why you're there, or who your with, or what you're doing?" Phedre let out a sigh. This convorsation seemed to be going no where. No supplies whatsoever, and wandering somewhere he doesn't know? He should be vampire flesh. Phedre watched the man again, he was staring at her eyes. She was used to it, but it still annoyed her some. Yellow wasn't that strange a color... not when demons are out lurking in the shadows.

He finally looked away, and out to the lake. "No, actually. I don't even remember my own first name. I have, um, oh what's it called?" He thought for a moment. "Ah, amnesia, that's it. I have amnesia or something like that. I'm told I lived in this land for a while before leaving, but then I got amnesia, and now am looking for someone. I was told that this someone could cure my amnesia, but unfortunately, all I know is that the someone is a girl....."