N’Ereon's Den

As you wander a high mesa scattered with trees you come across a hunting party with adolescents along for training. Their fresh kill, a pair of impalas, lay at the paws of the lioness who appeared to be the leader. "May I help you?" The leader asks, her voice as cold and hard as ice, with a flick of her tail. Clearly, she is a powerful lioness. Her dark, red-striped pelt shone with a pale blue aura seemingly generated by the meteor shards embedded in her face. Her ice-cold eyes watched as you respond, "Just exploring." Whether it was the whole truth or not, only you knew, as the leader continued to watch you, the other lionesses standing between you and their kill. "Who's this?" A deep, rough and suspicious voice asks from behind you. You turn, finding a strange winged male with snake skin and feathers adorning his body which is surrounded by a fiery essence. The male looks every inch the warrior too, covered in scars and tribal tattoos you recognize from the championships with a Masai shield strapped to his back. On the male's back, sits an unsettling white raven who seems to stare into your soul. Behind him, you notice one of the adolescents from the hunting party, clearly she had gone to fetch the lion. You introduce yourself to the male and explain how you wound up here, whether he intimidates you or not you keep it hidden. The male grunts in response to the raven clicking its beak in his ear as he comes to a decision, "Welcome, stranger, to the territory known as Sión, the place of the Sun. I am King N’Ereon, Prince of Light, Duke of Day and Protector of the Pride," he says even as he gives you the disconcerting impression that he knows your innermost thoughts. "This is my second Queen, Lía, and her team of hunters," he says as he turns back to you, the albino raven on N’Ereon’s back begins clicking its beak in his ear again, drawing a chuff from the old king. Noticing your gaze focused on the raven on his back, "This is Antaeus, he was gifted by Yeshua to my ancestor, Kūrush, as an adviser and he has served the Kings of Sión ever since." "Perhaps our guest would like to meet the rest of the pride," a fiery lioness interjects, causing N’Ereon to pause before giving the lionesses a barely perceptible nod. "My mother. Queen Mother Aroura, the last daughter born to King Sherlocke and the late Queen Irene," N’Ereon says with fondness for the lioness. A pointed cough from his mother brings the yound king to action. "Very well. If you wish to meet the rest of the pride follow me. I also have a few cubs that looking for a new pride. Perhaps if you look, you may find something of interest to you." You nod your head as you vocalise your agreement, after all, it couldn't hurt to meet some ladies.

After some time of walking, you and the King, N’Ereon, join a wide, winding river and follow it into a more forested part of the plateau. When you reach what seems to be the heart of the forest, the river flows around a great rocky bluff with a grand sheltered clearing before it and tributaries flowing into the river. Upon a precipice far above, you see a pale, horned lion watching you attentively from a swirling purple mist. And, you could swear, that standing behind him was a great black monster... That's impossible, it must be a trick of the light... but you have seen gods and fire lords, Nephilim and demons... You turn to N’Ereon to voice what you will of the mysterious pair when you enter a narrow ravine which, after a short walk, ends in the sheltered clearing where the pride of Sión has their dens.

You see several lionesses sprawled out in the sun, some on the grass and others on the rock at the edge of or in the river, playing with and grooming each other. As you take in the clearing, a few turn to look at you before returning to their business. "The cave on the far left is for lionesses with unique bases. They may not all be special or rare, some are quite common, but they have wondrous potential. They are the 'Fire-Bringers'. The middle the left cave is for the lioness with eyes which shine and bear many colours like the sun. We call them ‘Light Blessed’. In the middle right cave is where the lionesses with beautiful markings spend their days. They are the 'Sun-Kissed'. The final cave on the far right is the one I share with my family and advisers, The Royal House of Sión," N’Ereon says, gesturing to each cave in turn.

Pointing to a cluster of large rocks even further to the right near the entrance to the clearing, N’Ereon says, "This is where lions who are for sale are typically found, you might call them 'Unsorted'. And beyond them,” the King says, gesturing with his muzzle, “If you follow the river you will find, under the largest tree in the forest, one of my sub-males selling items from our horde. We accept all currencies and many items as well.” N’Ereon says encouragingly. “Feel free to look around and meet some of the pride. Now, if you will excuse me, I have some business to attend to,” he says as the raven, Antaeus, clicks his beak in N’Ereon’s ear again, "I will be around if you have any questions," he finishes as he pads off to the right-paw den nuzzling a lioness who seems to embody the essence of fire and smiling at the cubs that run out to greet him.

Not far from the river to your left you hear a cairngorm lioness who seems to glow with a pure light teaching some of the cubs about their pride. "So what have we learned so far?" she asks her small class. "N’Ereon is the Sixth of King of Sión. Before N’Ereon was Sherlocke, before Sherlocke was Tharon, before Tharon was Ásmundr, before Ásmundr was Kūrush and before Kūrush was Aonar," a small female cub pipes up. "Very good," the heavily furred female responses, "What made Sherlocke's rise to power unusual?" "He wasn't an official member of the royal family. Tharon was his grandfather but Queen Blaze wasn't his grandmother," a slightly larger female replies. The lioness nods, smiling at her charges, "Why was he chosen and not a prince?" "The plague that swept through the pride two years before Sherlocke was born that killed half the pride, including many princes and princesses," a young male speaks up, earning him a smile form the female. "Good," the female says rise from where she lay with the cubs, "That's enough history. Why don't we practice some of your skills..." her voice masked by the excited shouts and shrieks the cubs give as they follow their teacher you of the camp.

N’Ereon pads back over to you, sensing that you wish to leave. "I hope that you enjoyed your visit," he says with a smile, "Please come again soon, my ladies love it when they have guests to entertain. Safe travels, and may Elohim watch over you and guide you home safely."

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