~PASSION OF A FLAMESEEKER~

~THE SUMMERLANDS, SOME WESTERN PART OF THE GOLDEN CAPITAL

"BY ATHOS! I'm famished!" Jyrus of the Flameseekers crashed into the room of the Inn with a sigh.

He didn't bother to lock the doors and he breezed for the one of the two beds in the single room. Once he was within a feet of it, he slumped into the soft white linens.

His face was sunken into a feathery pillow when he heard the sound of the door sweep close behind. With a heavy groan, he tore up from the bed, swinging his great body around to peer at the newcomers in the room.

"Anyone would be, brother," a hard voice rumbled by the room's entrance.