[center][color=lightgreen][h3]The Lothelonni[/h3][/color][/center]

With a cheer from the tired but hopeful crowd the banner of House Brightflower was hoisted above the watchtower. Lord Elaris, surrounded by his family and close companions, accepted congratulations and a warm embrace from his beloved, Alima. How her almond shaped eyes shined in the bright sun of this new land, and as the Lord and Lady of Cantivale strode along the single rode of the village, they looked upon their growing village with a hopefulness and certainty of peace they had not felt in a long time. 

It was nearing dark when the pair reached the river, already lanterns were being lit and the long shadow of the mountain eclipsed Cantivale. 

"What next, my love?" asked Alima softly. Her golden curls catching the light of the moon and firelight of the village.

Elaris smiled. "A tower and a wall? What more would my lady have of a simple nobleman?" 

A moment passed between them in silence.

"There is still much to do. We have many mouths to feed my Lord. Another birth just the other day." Alima placed her hand upon Lord Elaris' pale face. "We cannot fail them, my Lord. They have risked too much for that, come too far to unknown lands." 

Lord Elaris nodded somberly. He looked to the river, saw how it bent softly downstream. "We know not what lies beyond this river. But we know where we come from, and know we cannot go back my love. No, this is our home now, and I will do everything in my power to preserve our way of life. Whatever it takes-my life if need be." 

Alima nodded and placed her head upon her husbands breast. Twilight faded into darkness and the moon broke above the shadow of the mountain to bathe the river in milky white. 

[b]Explore[/b] (the river, as the Lothelonni landed on the Western shore, they will explore the easterly branch, towards Dagshall)