Emerald straightens her dress and cape as she gets her baring on what is going on around her.  She seems to be the only on there at the starting place.  Within minutes thou there are several portals opening up and people stepping out complaining about losing their connection and being dumped from their server.

    She notices there are quite a few couples running towards the road to the Land of Dream. Contemplating the reason she doesn’t notice the handsome young elf Zephyr sit down beside her, he tap her shoulder.  She jumps with a start and smiles warmly at him. “I’m sorry for startling you, Emerald,” Zephyr says cheerfully.

     “I didn’t see you sit down.  How are you doing today? ,” She says flustered. Shifting position to get more comfortable and to see her companion better.

     Zephyr asks with a warm smile at the beautiful Gray elf, “did you have any trouble getting on milady.” Taking her hand in his and kissing it lightly.  Blushing in reply surprise that her appearance didn’t tip him off.

     “Yes, quite a bit of trouble. I think I crashed about four times,” she response. Fixing her hair and checking her wings.

     “Wow! Who do you have for a server?” the elf asks. Putting his right foot on his left knee holding his right knee with one hand.

     Smiling she tries to remember what if any name was on the Server Down sigh was it.  “I don’t know what the server is.  I just step in,” she says feeling awkward about not know.

     The handsome elf nods not questioning her answer figuring she is logged in at work or something like that.  “Would you like to see some more dreams milady Emerald,” he asks?  Watching her intently admiring her every feature.

     Standing up she turns and looks at Zephyr and saying with a smiles “Yes, milord that would be very nice.”  Zephyr smiles back and stands and takes her hand.  The two new friends move out of the square and down the road to the Land of Dreams.

     As they pass the great wrought Iron gates marking the entrance to the Dream area Emerald notices that where Tiro’s Dream was, before now the sign says “Radar’s Dream.”

      Puzzled Emerald looks up at Zephyr asking, “wasn’t this where Tiro’s Dream was?”

      Zephyr nods and says, “yes, when the server reset it wiped out all the dreams and Radar got to this spot first.”

     Emerald looks past the garden gate and it looks the same as it did the last time with the exception of the fountain it has a statue of a elf with a bow and quiver.  Wondering if all the dreams entrances are alike she requests, “may we walk down the lane a bit farther milord?”   Zephyr smiles broadly and slides a arm around her back as they walk.

     As they walk Emerald peers at the names and into the gardens beyond with minor changes all the gardens seem to be the same.  Emerald finds the names on the dreams interesting, there is familiar names ones she has seen in sci-fantasy book.  They make small talk as they go.  Emerald finds out that Zephyr is 17 and plays football and a senior in high school.  Zephyr finds out she is a concert flutist and that she is 22.  She doesn’t know what to say exactly since she isn’t sure what is going on.

     Zephyr looks up ahead and sees something that interests him. “Milady this would be a very interesting Dream for you to visit, it belongs to a good friend of mine,” the elf says to his lovely companion.

     Emerald smiles and response, “ok milord lead the way.”  Following him down the lane to the next gate.  On the gate is the name Elmwits of Earthbrem.  Politely Zephyr opens up the gate for her.  Curtseying she enters the garden in the center where most had a fountain Elmwits had a wish well.  The well had a strange glow admitting from it. She steps through the gate gracefully and starts to head for the well she turns around and Zephyr had vanished.  Puzzles she looks around the garden there is no trace of him.  A bit nervous about this she wonders if she should go back to town alone or explore the Dream.

     She decides to explore the Dream alone and heads through the garden she see the little cottage in the back of the Dream.  It is like Tiro’s cottage only the walls are made of dark moss-covered stone instead of the white clapboards.  It has a rustic looking door on it with hand worked hardware on it.

     Opening the door she sees the room looks similar, the furniture is different, but the lay out is the same. The furniture is made of bent willow branches and large pillows.  Emerald makes her way to the stairs in the corner of the room.

     Gingerly she steps into the dark stairwell and descends the long spiral stairway.   She comes to the bottom of the stairs and opens the door.  Stepping through it she notices she is still underground.  She proceeds into the room.  It is a large room with rough stone walls, the floor appears to be made of slate.  On the wall to right there is a huge fireplace with a blazing fire in it.  Scattered around the room are oversized pillows all of them dark colors.  The opposite wall has a iron door with a small window in the lower top half with vertical bars across the window. To the left there is another door with a sigh on it saying exit.

     Knowing she doesn’t want to exit yet she heads for the door on the opposit wall.  There is a digital sign that reads “four players: Elmwits of the Earthbrem, Rogue black, Statan, Emerald.”

     Checking to see if the door is locked, she slowly turns the handle.  The handle turns easily and opens with a creek.  Peering around the door she saw no one in the room.

     Upon stepping in she saw the room appears to be some sort of gathering room there is two long table like banquet tables on either side of the room. With more of the over-sized pillows scatter again across the floor. Over head hanging from the ceiling there is two large wagon wheels with torches mounted to it with wrought iron brackets.   Directly across from her is another door.  Carefully she steps over the pillows and opens the next door.

     There she finds herself in a square room, in the center of each wall is a door.  All iron doors, but with no little window to see through.   Emerald walks to the center of the room.   Deciding to proceed to the door on the right wall. Turning the handle, it appears to be locked. Looking to the left she moves to that door again it appear to be locked.  Lifting her skirt up just enough so not to step on the hem, she goes over to the door behind her.  Excepting it to be locked she is pleasantly surprised that it opens relatively easily.

     Swinging the door open she sees it is a kitchen.  There is large pans hanging from the ceiling and torches on the walls on the west wall there is a fireplace with a large hearth kettle hanging in it and a spit with a small pig rotating on it. There is a sink and counter across the room to the left is another door.  In the center of the room are a large butcher-block table and a harvest table.  There is a small stool next to the hearth.  Emerald moves quickly to the next door and steps quickly through it.

     This room is a small clean but shabby bedroom.  There is a bed on the opposite wall, a small table and two chairs to the right of the bed a small dresser to the left.  She steps into the room.

     She heard Zephyr’s voice in her head saying, “sorry I was disconnected where are you milady?”  Concentrated on whispering back she doesn’t hear the footsteps behind her.  Emerald whispers back, “at Elmwits Dream in what appears to be a servants room.”

     A hand grabs her shoulder and spins her around.  Gasping with surprise, she turns quickly.  A human male at least twice her size grabs her.  Terrified she opens her mouth to scream but he is quick to cover her mouth preventing her from completing her action.  He closes the door behind him and locks it as he holds her tightly against him.  Kicking her foot Emerald kick her assailant in the shin with little effect.  Struggling with all her might to get free she bites his hand.  Growling he quickly moves his hand throws her onto the bed.

     The human male is a very muscular man dressed in a black cloak, pants, and high leather boots.  He has on an olive green tunic.  His hair is dark brown and curly.  He looks like he has seen a few fights, for he has a patch over one eye and a four-inch long scar down the side of his face.

     Rolling off the bed she feels him grab at her cape causing her to fall backwards.  Pulling the cord to her cape, she comes free of it. Scrambling she makes a mad run for the door she is distracted by a whisper from Zephyr saying he was in the kitchen and where was she because the door was locked.  She whispers back, “help, I’m in the room behind the right door.”

     The human seizing her from behind just as she reaches the door again throws her on the bed.  Leering at her, he says, “my your a pretty little thing with a lot of spunk.  I like a bit of fight in my prey it make things more interesting.”

       He puts his full weight on top keeping her from moving too much.  Holding one wrist in each hand he moves her arms together so he can hold them both in one hand above her head.

     Breathing hard from the fight Emerald tries to pull her hands free with no success for his hand is much too strong and larger than her wrist, she is held fast. Closing her eye she can detect his free hand slide up her side roughly squeezing her breast through her silk gown. Whimpering she begs him, “please, don’t.  Please I beg you.”  Lifting up just enough to ogle her, he smiles with an evil grin just as the door flies open.

     Eyes wide with surprise the human spits, “DAMN IT! Can’t you see I’m busy?”  Zephyr looks at the man and at Emerald it is obvious she was not enjoying this interlude.  “Get off her Rogue Black.  She doesn’t seem to be enjoying your little game,” Zephyr tells Rogue Black.  Rogue Black just looks down at the beautiful gray elf and kiss her hard. Looks back down at her, laughing, “oh is this true milady?  Aren’t you enjoying yourself?”  Emerald shakes her head quickly from side to side replying in a soft voice, “no I’m not, please do as Zephyr asked.”

     Rogue slides his hand again across her chest then growls at Zephyr, “she is mine now you can have her when I’m done.”

     Grimacing at the sensation of his hand moving down her side to her hip and down her leg to the hem of her dress. She hears Zephyr whispering to her to F1.  Frighten and confused she whispers back to Zephyr, “what do you mean F1?  Please help me.”

      Zephyr not knowing, if she really wants to be in that room, if she really doesn’t understand or is just a good role player.  Being the role player he is he decides to plays along and helps her.  Seeing Rouge’s hand sliding up exposing her perfectly shaped leg and removing a dagger from his boot.  Zephyr waves his hand just as Rogue throws his dagger at Zephyr.  The dagger bounces off the shield Zephyr casts.  Getting angry Zephyr he summons his staff and casts @Lighting Bolt at Rogue.

     Rogue grab Emerald to act as a shield but is hit in the arm by the bolt of lightly throwing him and Emerald against the wall.  Losing his grip on Emerald, she jumps up and stumbling over the hem of her dress and quickly crawling over to Zephyr.

     Holding his wounded arm he snaps at Zephyr and Emerald, “I will have the beautiful Emerald.  I will also make you suffer Zephyr you haven’t heard the last of me.”  Grabbing the edge of his cloak Rogue Black vanishes.

     Emerald is clearly shaken by the event and Zephyr knees down and hugs her reassuringly.  The handsome young elf picks up the frightened gray elf and sets her back onto the bed. “Are you ok, Emerald,” he says as he looks her over for any injuries?  Nodding her head slowly looking herself over she moves the back of her hand across her mouth where Rogue Black had kissed her bruising her lips.  Looking up at Zephyr with her big green eyes still shaken from the experience.  Frowning he touches her soft red lips gently with his fingers.

    “I think you will be ok.  Please be careful when by yourself.  Most of the people here are very nice but like reality there is a few really rotten individuals,” he says softly giving her a gentle hug.

    Emerald hugs him back softly saying, “I don’t know how to thank you for what you have done.”

     Zephyr smiles softly with a little chuckle, “I think I can come up with something.”

    Not knowing how to respond to his remark, she sits up tall enough to give him a kiss on the cheek.  Smiling she says, “will that do for a starter?”  Stroking his cheek lightly after she gives her hero his reward.

     Brushes her lips tenderly then clearing his throat Zephyr says, “umm . . . I think by the way the doors are locked that Elmwits is predisposed. Maybe we should check out another dream milady if you feel up to it.”  Reaching onto the floor he retrieves her cape and hands it back to her.

   Emerald blushes and nods, “please, I think that would be a good idea.”

    Standing and taking her hand Zephyr escorts the lovely maiden out of the Dream and into the garden above to the road of Dreams.  As they walk, he glazes down at her ever now and then trying to figure her out.  She is such a enigma.  So many question.  She can’t be a NPC, he saw her come in on a portal.  Then again she acts as if she is part of the program.  She wouldn’t or couldn’t use the commands to escape.  Either she was a new superior NPC that they are introducing or she is a very good role player.

     Emerald stops at one of the gates there on the sign it read, ‘Queen Martla Supreme Ruler of the Black Breeches’.  Smiling brightly she tells Zephyr, “I played for Queen Martla this morning.”

     Impressed Zephyr replies, “really?  What did she say?”

    The little gray elf says, “that she declared that I and Tholin be her official musicians, “with a soft giggle.

    Smiling broadly and nodding he says, “you will have to play for me someday, milady.”  “I shall milord. I shall,” she replies.

     “Do we dare enter this dream?” Emerald inquires to her companion.

Chuckling Zephyr replies, “why not.  If you would like you could whisper to ask permission to gain entrance.”

 Emerald concentrates on a whisper to Queen Martla, “if it would not be a intrusion may my companion Zephyr and I tour your Dream?”

What seemed to be a fairly long time she gets an whisper back for the Queen, “not now I’m busy yiffing.”

Puzzled she looks up at Zephyr and asks, “what is yiffing?”

Zephyr’s eye get wide and tries to hold back a laugh, “you don’t know what yiffing is?” he questions.

Emerald whispers back to Queen Martla, “sorry to disturb you maybe some other time then.”

She hears an immediate whisper back, “whatever just go for now.  I will summon you when I want you.”

 Emerald wondering way Zephyr was trying not to laugh says, “no I don’t know what yiffing is.  If I did, I wouldn’t have asked.”

Grinning and shaking his head he tells Emerald, “yiffing is having cybersex.”

Not sure if she heard what she thought she head, she questions the young elf, “cybersex?”  He nods and looks down the road a slight blush crosses over his face.

 Putting her hand to her face blushing as a thought drifted in Emerald begins to laugh.  Zephyr turns and looks at Emerald and joins her in laugher.  Things starting to click in her mind, not knowing how she got there but she realized she has stumbled into a cyberworld.

 Walking down the road with Zephyr, she looks back over her shoulder towards the main gates of the Land of Dreams.  “Where does the road going north out of town take you?” she queries.

   “North, hmm that takes you to the Island of the House of Lords.  That is where the four great families of the four races live.” Zephyr explains to her that each race has its own house and must live by certain set rules of conduct.  If a player doesn’t live by these rules of conduct, they can be expelled or banned from the game.

 Thinks wow this is a very intricate world.  “Do you know how my race is to behave I would hate to be banned or expelled for here?”

Zephyr thinks moment, then replies, “you’re a gray elf they are the superiors of the elven community, they must conduct themselves as such, with grace and excellent manners.  Which I may add you seem to do so very naturally.”

 Curtseying and blushing slightly at the compliment she responses, “ thank you, kind sir for the compliment and I might add your gallantry is astounding.”

 “I would like to take you into another dream but, I must go soon and I wouldn’t want to leave you out here alone.”

Zephyr comments.  “So may I escort you back to Sunnyville where you will be safe?” he continues.

Emerald nods not wanting to be a burden or being left alone there either, she turns and they start back to the Ville.

Zephyr pulling his arm around her as they walk strangely she felt very comfortable with his arm around her like that, a sense of safety blanketed her as they walked into the ville.  Stopping at the old oak tree Zephyr turns to Emerald and kisses her hand lightly.

The handsome young elf begged her says, “Please, you are so beautiful don’t go out of the ville unescorted.  Have someone you trust go with you. I don’t mean to scary you but, Rouge meant what he said.”  Emerald agrees to be very careful and kisses his cheek tenderly.

 Smiling at the beautiful gray elf, he waves his hand and steps into the multi-colored lights. Before vanishing he says in parting, “good night fair maiden Emerald till next we meet.”

Emerald replies, “till next we meet milord.”