What about a love element in the story line of the adventure. Where's the women? The adventure should evolve with real human emotions. The worlds are made up male and female. Any thoughts?
In the face of the warrior, were shadows of his life.
An aura of Honor and intensity of conviction could be seen in his walk.
But he could not hide his feelings of profound sadness.
Being alone was not new to him.
No one ever cared, so why should he.
The kind and gentle heart of the warrior, was guarded intently.
No one knows of the maiden who holds his heart.
No one knows how wonderful the gentle stroke of her hand on his ear lobe felt to him.
Nor the gentle caress, of her hand on the side of his face.
The warrior can still feel the warmth of her tears as they ran down her face and touched his, as he said goodbye.
Her heart was broken and his cried for her.
The warrior went on, always keeping her memory within.
Always hoping one day to feel that gentle caress of her hand on his face, and her arms reaching around him in a warm and heartfelt embrace.
I hope, I hope, I hope, prays the maiden, for she remembers the gentle caress and pats on her back, when he held her and she cried.
In his dreams, he can feel his warm tears mingle with hers.
His heart races and he is full of joy. He hopes, he hopes, he hopes.
In his dreams, he knows.
With all his heart, with all her heart.
A gentle quietness encompasses their being.
The warrior and the maiden woke up and it was not a dream after all.
And the adventure begins. Anyone want to add to this?