Galaxy was a special case, or so Talia said. Adopted from the latest Serian festival, he had been recently abandoned, and was still getting over the heartache of moving from owner to owner. Luckily, Lady Talia didn't plan on having him leave any time soon, and he had already begun to adjust to her other Serians, and had come to think of them and Talia as his family.

As you walked with Talia, she gave you a brief rendition of his story, and how the rogue came to live with her  and her other Serians at her cottage inside of Cauldron Valley.

Typically, Lady Talia spent the majority of her time inside her own realm, Comeltum, but her Serians lived off the reserves of Comeltum, preferring instead to live in her small cottage inside of Cauldron Valley. She came to see them, at least once a day, traveling between the portals of her own world and Sionayra, for no matter how much her bonds loved her, they were unwilling to leave their home world to stay on the reserve. They were too much at home with the fields and the freedom of Sionayra.

It was during one of those visits, at the Serian festival, that Talia happened across Galaxy. She had taken a break from managing her festival booth to take a relaxing walk with Vision and Gem, to take in the sights of the festival, and enjoy the festivities. Strolling from booth to booth, she and her Serians admired the creative geniuses of the other Serian owners, and marveled in the mass amounts of characters and Serians alike that had all come together to enjoy this fine festival. Unintentionally, Lady Talia was headed in the direction of the abandon stalls. As Gem would later declare, it was as if something was calling to her bonded, pulling her in that particular direction, for although she had no knowledge of why she was headed that way, she knew she simply could not turn around until she had gone to where her soul told her to go.

As they drew closer to the abandon pens, Gem whinnied in sympathy for the poor souls whose bonds had been severed. Just imagining it, the poor mare felt physically ill, and nudged Talia for reassurance. Vision was more bold, and proceeded to step right up next to the area. He could feel the waves of sadness wash over him. The emotions of the Serians were that strong, and he hoped that Talia would adopt at least one of these poor things, even though he knew instinctively that she would need little convincing.

One Serian stood apart from the rest, or so Talia told. A sapphire beauty, his mane streamed regally out behind him as he reared above the crowd. He was unwilling to appear hurt or broken by this, and he glared fiercely at the newcomers, daring them to test his resolve and to question his spirit. It was as if something within him changed quite suddenly though as Talia stepped up next to Vision, her eyes focused on the majestic stallion in front of her. Silently, the stallion stared back and quite soon he was calm,, the only movement from him being a slight shiver as he made the connection that this woman would be his next bond... had to be his next bond. The connection was unmistakable.

Vision broke through the quiet with a whinny of greeting for all the abandons. Galaxy took it as his moment to approach the lady in blue next to the cheery stallion. Wordlessly, nose touched human hand, and the two shared a moment more intimate than human touch allowed, yet more fragile and frail than the thin gossamer wings of a butterfly. Thus, the bond had formed, weak at first, yet through mere tenderness and devotion, it grew into a bond that was equally as strong as his "brother's" and "sister's".

Talia smiled, recalling the moment that Galaxy and she had spent together in wordless communication. She'd never get over the feeling of being bonded to a creature like that. It was more intimate than telepathy, and stronger than steel. It was altogether unique.

Still smiling, she motioned you towards the portal in front of you, and the two of you stepped through into a world unlike the one that you had just been in. Suddenly surrounded by mountains and rich green grass perfect for grazing, you realize that you must be in the world of Sionayra, the one that Talia had spoken so fondly of. In front of you, sure enough, was the cottage, home of Talia's Serians.

"Welcome to Sionayra," she said quietly.