Rising Sun Valley Shierak Qiya

The Dotharan make their first appearance! @Tomahawk and @Lavakho should post first, but then I think it would be nice to have someone else joi us :D
This thread is set in the far east of RSV.

indentA constant feeling of freedom lingering around the Khal and his company had made Rakharo think it had been a good choice. Rhaesh Dahaan was full of dark memories that wouldn't allow him to have peace, and the constant reminder of his solitude left nothing but an inmense desire to leave all he'd ever known behind. All but the one that was still loyal to him.

indentHaving Lavakho by his side was comforting, he knew his brother would never leave his side if things ever got nasty again. He had been the only one worthy of his trust and the only true loyal member of his numerous Khalas. Everyone else had left his side, even his bloodfangs had turned their backs on him. Fear was a greater force than anything else in the world, and fear had plagued his people. Cowards, all of them. It was time to seek true power, it was time to gather people with guts. The ways of the Dotharan could be rough, but those who really had what it takes would make it far by Rakharo's side.

indentNew grounds were what the unbreakable Khal seeked, new lands to conquer. He knew he had what whas necessary to be a powerful patriarch, he had proven it once, and he was going to rebuild the strength he was once the leader of.

indentAccompanied by his loyal brother, and followed by the creature he'd claimed as his servant, Rakharo crossed mountains looking for the appropriate place to claim. Forests many and lakes by dozens, he'd seen an entire world of unknown wonders, but they all lacked what Rakharo was looking for. It was essential for the place they would settle down to be inhabited by the creatures they admired the most, they wouldn't be Dotharan without them. Bison. That's what they needed, but they hadn't found it. Rhaesh Dahaan was home for some of the largest herds of Bison in the known lands, and Rakharo wasn't going to settle for less, so it was yet another dissapointment to find nothing but dust again as they came across yet another forest. They walked down a hill to find a poorly-populated valley traversed by a dim creek. The Khal sniffed the air close to the soil, and with a hostile frown he kicked the rocks near the creek. There still wasn't the smallest sign of Bison. "Yth pok tenpiswo ihk wer thurkear." barked Rakharo irritated, looking bluntly at the rushing water.