Thread: Submitting in Suren

You live in the simple village of Giusen, it was a large farming village on the continent of Yeu. The people in the village spend their days tending to the fields and crops, prideful of the fact they are the chief supplier of vegetables to Castle Yeu, the capital of Yeu. As a result your village has been granted the privilege of housing knights, which makes raiders and crime practically non-existent. Despite the presence of the knights though the village is still small enough where everyone knows everyone and holds a strong sense of family. You're in a dream, you know you're having a nightmare right now but you can't wake up. You're running up a hill through a forest, branches are clawing at your face and arms. You can feel blood run down your skin, for just a dream this sure does hurt. The ground around you is shaking, threatening to trip you in a moment's notice but it's not an earthquake. HAHAHAH, you can run all you want mortal but you will not escape me. I will make you MINE Dreamcatcher! A voice as loud as thunder booms. You trip on a branch and collapse to the ground exhausted, another shake causes you to bounce on the ground and land down hard and then all goes quiet. The silence is more terrifying then the shaking of the Earth, you turn around slowly and that's when you see it and scream. Luckily the screaming wakes you up and jump bolt right in your bed. Breathing hard you look around to see that you are indeed in your room and none of your stuff has been touched. After a minute you hear your foster mother call for you downstairs. I take a few more seconds of breathing to fully come back to reality from that horrid dream. It felt real, all too real, but now thankfully it is gone. And so I get out of the bed, the sheets sliding off my naked body as I step over to the door. Opening it for a small gap I call back to my foster mother. It's nothing, just a bad dream. Well, if you're sure dear anyway hurry up you sleepy head and come down here for breakfast, we want you well fed when you go to meet the elders. Your foster mother tells you, reminding you about the appoint you had with the village elders today. It was a little odd how they asked yesterday if they could meet with you today, it was so out of the blue but then again it wasn't that unusual for the village elders to ask favors from the young adults of the village so it wasn't that weird. Will do, mother... With that I turn toward the single cupboard in the room and open it. I don't own that many garments. To the left is the one set or armor my foster father once had given me, onyl for me to find outthat it is just too sumbersome to wear and slowing me down greatly. Too much so. Since then I had continued to train in light clothing. There were a few shirts and pants suited for fighting, and three light dresses for more civil occasions. It is one of these that I pull out now and put on, base white with a flower pattern. No underwear, as usual. Looking down at me one final time and satisfied with the result I leave the room and my bare feet bring me down the wooden stair towards the breakfast table. You're greated to the warm smile of your foster mother, Daisy, a tall woman in her late fifities who still manages to readiate beauty thanks to her brown hair, purple eys and phsyically fit body. Daisy used to be a member of the royal knights back in the day and according to your father once defeated a Minoatur by herself with just a single short sword. However she has since retired from such work and instead runs a simple bakery in town although as some poor men have found out she is still more then able to beat most people in sword play. About time you've gotten up, your food is going to get cold at this rate. She says in a gentle scolding way but never dropping the warm smile on her face.