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Barbarian’s Desire: IPB inspired (Eidolon Ishina and zendevil only)

She gazes down at him as he secures the snowshoe onto the sole of her boot, becoming strangely flustered. Enveloped in his fur, which delicately tickles the side of her face, she inhales a small breath, attempting to quell the rising feelings within her. The undeniable allure of the Sa-Khui strikes her, prompting thoughts about whether they reciprocate the same fascination for the peculiar, alien traits of human women or if they endure it solely because humans conveniently fulfill their need for a breedable species. This realization tempers her mood, acknowledging that the hospitality they receive is dependent on their ability to bear children. Erin tries to suppress any bitterness, striving to uphold cultural relativism. Their tribe faced extinction, and their presence offered a glimmer of hope, even if it meant Erin grappling with the uncomfortable notion that everyone awaited resonance as if it were their sole purpose. She wanted to contribute beyond her reproductive role, recognizing the potential of her expertise to bring more to the tribe. "Thanks," she murmurs as he completes the task on her other foot, placing it on the ground and testing its snugness. Satisfied, she adjusts the fur around her, determined not to resemble a walking, furry marshmallow—an admittedly challenging feat. Shortly thereafter, they embark on their journey, and Erin appreciates the physical fitness she gained in high school and university. She knows that without it, trudging through the thick snow would leave her breathless within minutes. She maintains a steady pace, employing breathing techniques to ensure sufficient intake of oxygen and lower the risk of becoming too fatigued later on. "So," she starts, her gaze fixated on the back of Cashol's head, "Is there someone back at the caves you're aiming to resonate with?" She doesn't beat around the bush; her curiosity has always been present, even if it risks causing discomfort. Yet, among the Sa-Khui, who openly bathe for all to see, discomfort seems unlikely.

Raahosh trailed Octavia as she made her way back to the home cave, patiently waiting outside while she retrieved her boots. The intriguing resourcefulness of the human women had not escaped his notice during their brief time together. In just a week, he had witnessed their inventive craftsmanship and observed peculiar yet effective techniques they employed. From fashioning belts by looping fabric around a big toe and intricately braiding the leather to practical snow-walking attachments on their shoes, their creativity fascinated him. Raahosh soon recognized their practicality, leading to a growing appreciation for the women in their tribe beyond mere reproductive functions. Watching Octavia's return filled Raahosh with a sense of longing, finding more appeal in her approaching presence than witnessing her storming off in the opposite direction. He could only hope for the day when her steps would be guided towards him by genuine desire rather then the fulfilment of some request he could satisfy. Despite maintaining a stern countenance, his grip tightened on his hunting spear, concealing the unspoken thoughts. Upon her arrival, he leveled her with an affirming nod, assessing her as ready for their journey. He then pivoted, facing his back towards her as he began leading their trek. Despite the initial annoyance of having to adjust his pace when guiding the women back to the caves almost a month ago, Raahosh felt no urgency in Octavia's company. The longer they spent together away from the group in the open wilderness led to an increased chance of fostering a resonance between them. A few minutes into their journey, Raahosh glanced over his shoulder to check on Octavia, ensuring she maintained a brisk pace. Observing her captivation with the surroundings, a common expression among the human women when not battling the cold-induced grumpiness, he found himself intrigued by Octavia's unique appreciation. Unlike his limited interactions with the other human women, he hadn't delved into many conversations about their lives on Earth. The solitude of their current situation, where both willingly found themselves alone together, prompted a realization. Struggling to initiate conversation, he acknowledged that this was the first time they had been in each other's company without external obligations. "Is your Urr-th much different from our home?" he inquired, recognizing her expertise in creating drawings of the landscapes. Given her profession, she must have explored and mapped substantial portions of her world. "You've explored much of your plann-it, yes?"

Barbarian’s Desire: IPB inspired (Eidolon Ishina and zendevil only)

Erin had grown accustomed to the Sa-Khui's consistent mispronunciation of her name, emphasizing an 'ay' instead of the correct 'eh' sound. She took it in stride, correcting them once and then brushing it off when the correction failed to stick. Knowing how Georgie's name was being pronounced, she couldn't help but feel grateful that her own wasn't mangled as badly. As Cashol approached, Erin flashed him a smile, finishing the knot on the leather strings of the backpack she had crafted during her initial week on the planet. Her penchant for exploration drove her to create the backpack; she refused to be confined to the caves like many of the other girls. Her affinity for Octavia, the cartographer, stemmed from their shared desire to explore and map out local resources. Despite the slow progress due to the snow, Erin had discovered the unique properties of the peculiar sticky trees and their sap, as well as a singular mineral deposit she frequently visited. "Feeling threatened I might take your job?" she teased, fully aware that hunting wasn't her forte. Although she maintained a good pace, Erin knew Cashol sacrificed valuable hunting time to accompany her on her adventures. Vektal would undoubtedly lose his shit if she ventured alone for days, prompting even Raahosh to keep an eye on Octavia during her mapping expeditions. Standing at her full height, Erin barely reached the center of Cashol's chest. Despite their increased time together, the height difference continued to strike her. "You know, I won't be offended if you really can't afford to take me with you. I don't want to intrude," Cashol had willingly volunteered as her prospective guard, a stark contrast to her unsuccessful attempt with Hassen, who scowled throughout her proposal. While she appreciated Cashol's company, Erin was mindful not to take advantage of his kindness.

His expression remained stoic, revealing nothing, but Raahosh couldn't help but sense a hint of amusement toward the determined female who didn't need to turn around to know he was the one behind her. Their dynamic pleased him, even if it may be the root of her irritation, Raahosh found himself looking forward to these moments. Responding with a resounding grunt, gruff and indifferent, he was well aware that he could effortlessly hoist her over his shoulder and march her back to the caves if he so desired. Despite the indifference in his demeanor, he couldn't help but admire her strength and the dedication she poured into creating these 'maps,' visual representations of their surrounding home. The tribes upbringing had relied on mental navigation, guided by the familiar landmarks ingrained in their minds, to see it all visually was beyond helpful when it came to communicating hunting spots and caches. Raahosh felt the urge to show her more, to satisfy the curiosity that set her apart from the other women who had arrived in the peculiar, flying cave just under a full lunar cycle ago. She defied safety precautions, venturing out alone to survey the landscape, and Raahosh was grateful that Vektal had entrusted him with her care, knowing he would have challenged any other male in the position. "No fighting today, female," he remarked, though their quarrels tended to be one-sided, with her doing most of the arguing while Raahosh stood like a silent statue in the face of her verbal assault. He would advise her on the dangers and the need to return, all while watching with rapt attention as she went off on him. Safe to say, he held a considerable fondness for this female, which led to thoughts that sparked his scheming. "We travel today," he declared simply, anticipating the inevitable - a flicker of interest, a quirk of her brow. He knew for certain that this proposal would pique her curiosity. "You are in need of more land to map," he stated matter-of-factly. She moved through sections of land with remarkable speed, but had began venturing dangerously far from the home caves in search of more land, causing discomfort for their chief. Raahosh had shared his plan with Vektal, omitting the part about isolating her in hopes to force their khui's song for each other. Instead, he presented it as a means to satisfy her curiosity with an extended journey. A lie, for he knew a woman like her would never be fully satisfied, but it brought him comfort in contrast to its unsettling effect on their chief. Two bags were slung over his shoulder, filled with clothing and provisions, as he awaited her response.

Barbarian’s Desire: IPB inspired (Eidolon Ishina and zendevil only)

Name: Erin Hollister
Age: 22
Mate: Cashol
Occupation: Erin was a chemistry student back on earth, in the process of completing her honors degree. In the tribe, she applies her skills by evaluating natural resources and attempting to create a bridge between the alien materials and those familiar to her from Earth. Her ultimate goal is to transform these exotic substances into innovative and practical applications.
Skills: With her background in chemistry, she has keen observation skills that allow her to notice subtle details in the alien flora and fauna, helping her understand their potential applications. Naturally she is also equipped with analytical thinking to address issues that may arise.
Likes: stargazing, gardening, reading, singing, salty snacks
Dislikes: dull routine, strict restrictions, resistance to change, close-mindedness
Hobbies: rock-climbing, hiking, swimming, piano, plant sketching - in the tribe she generally contributes via sewing and attempting to invent new technology for quality of life purposes.
Cave: Before resonating to Cashol, she lived in the bachelorette cave with the rest of the girls but often sleeps in hunter caves when Cashol takes her out to survey the land. Once they resonate, they live in an old storage cave that's cozy enough.
Short Bio: Erin was naturally a curious child, brimmed with intellect from an early age, never succumbing to boredom in the face of countless curiosities. Her voracious reading habits, spanning survival guides to ancient mythology, left her stacked with useful knowledge for life on Not-Hoth. She's generally not too serious, joking around and conversing with others effortlessly, only really reserving a seriousness for her moments during research or when faced with a difficult dilemma.

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Barbarian’s Desire: IPB inspired (Eidolon Ishina and zendevil only)

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Barbarian’s Desire: IPB inspired (Eidolon Ishina and zendevil only)

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