Post by Gisselle Valeneros on Nov 3, 2016 14:02:00 GMT -8
Оᴅїᴀɴᴀ❇Aєтнєʟwуɴє : To consider. Mostly because of their noise, and iron, and brashness. When the elf lord offered the opportunity to examine his weapon, her hands floated curiously as if ready to reach and touch, but there was hesitancy, for fear of excessive iron – though he was an elf, surely it was something finer. She’d let >
Оᴅїᴀɴᴀ❇Aєтнєʟwуɴє : Izzy collect it if he permitted it, and only look on. Mythical objects could have an intense effect by touch, after all, many fae weapons and tools were constructed to bring a consequence of some sort when handled, for benefit or ruin. And then he’d offered a tale behind the appearance of the blade he showed to them, >
Оᴅїᴀɴᴀ❇Aєтнєʟwуɴє : Which lured her in, lover of lore as she was. She subtly leaned forward, as if being closer to the storytelling would make its telling more vivid. When it concluded, she realized, and leaned back toward a more standard posture. “Adventurous and grand! Thank you, I hope to learn more of your stories – each of >
Оᴅїᴀɴᴀ❇Aєтнєʟwуɴє : You,” she suggested with a glance toward Izzy, suggesting ‘I haven’t forgotten our earlier dialogue.’ “We’re deep into the night, perhaps we should all return to the castle to retire?” She was, in truth, rather exhausted after all of the excitement. d :.
·Izzy· : -An eyebrow raised, mostly at Sarkas' stunned look towards her, at which she looked up and shrugged, clearly not really giving a damn that he was a king. Not that this was a surprise. "Contrary to popular belief? I -am- a huntress. Don't look so shocked." Slowly, she stood up, a gold ember of energy of some kind left on the forest c>
·Izzy· : floor for a moment or two, no bigger than a coin, before seemingly melting into the ground. Once again, arms fell behind her back as she listened to Sarkas tell the story of the sword's origin, head inclining slightly to one shoulder causing blue hair to fall into her face. It was in this kind of scenario that she seemed at peace. Far c>
·Izzy· : moreso than in the throne room of the castle. Moonlight, wilderness, some semblence of possible threat around them, and she seemed more at peace and relaxed than surrounded by walls, guards and courtiers. "That's quite a...'gift'." She didn't sound overly convinced. Yes, it was a powerful weapon, but Izzy had spent her life seeing just what c>
·Izzy· : powerful weapons tended to leave in their wake. What they tended to create. At times, she saw her own reflection and saw one of them. Forged for a single purpose. Perhaps Odiana was right all along. Perhaps Izzy was an 'Abominable terror'. "There's a terrifyingly thin line between protector and destroyer." Again, that seemed to c>
ζυςίεл*ǷαгαѕϮгίӿ : he grimaced slightly only to then shake his head with a... was that a bit of blushing upon his tanned cheek bones? it is! it is! He looked to the flames and chuckled slightly but after taking the glass from her and clinking it to her own. "I guess you are old enough to have regular wine. I am... new to this so... bare with me, Gisselle... >
¤Ɲiɱέɳᾶ¤ : Nimena giggled softly and walked over and gave Damien a hug and a kiss on the cheeks speaking out. "And this is why I trust you so much..." She said with a chuckle as she backed away and spoke out. "Damien, you are a wise young man, you will figure it out, and it will be a wonderful gift.....one you don't have to work yourself so hard on...<c>
·Izzy· : be said with a certain level of certainty. It was for that reason that she didn't reach out for the weapon. One was bad enough, and if it had a certain level of sentience, Izzy genuinely feared for the possibilities that could come from that essence of retribution and vengeance. Power could be overwhelming and alluring, and Izzy admittedly spent c>
¤Ɲiɱέɳᾶ¤ : to achieve perfectly.." She said as she started walking to the door and looking over to him. "Come, why don't we go catch ourselves a drink, you will probably achieve better results with fresher eyes.." She said smiling warmly in his direction as she awaited a response to see if he would go with her or stay in his chambers. <e>
ζυςίεл*ǷαгαѕϮгίӿ : please?" he shook his head again and then brought the glass of elven wine to his lips with just taking a small amount of it. "The king is probably pretty busy, Gisselle.. I mean he does have to run a kingdom an all." he shrugged his shoulders as he remembered how it was when he was made a field Lt. during the Drow Wars and the responsibilities he >
ζυςίεл*ǷαгαѕϮгίӿ : himself had for his men.~
·Izzy· : much of her time running from her own potential. Control was the only thing she had, and the thing she tended to cling tightest to. She looked back to Odiana and nodded slightly. "Investigating it is the only reasonable option. For both the creatures and the town's inhabitants." She glanced around once more, though shook her head slightly at the c>
·Izzy· : suggestion of heading back to the castle, especially with Odiana's glance to her. Izzy had a LOT to think about, clearly. "...Feel free. I'm going to stay out here for a while and try to get a pin on it." Did she have another agenda? It was Izzy. Almost certainly. But whatever that was, she didn't hint at it.-
¤Şiⱱέllὰ¤ : Sivella was still currently in her chambers with Valestat who she wore out incredibly. She had snceaked out to go to a tavern in town and she had quite a few drinks, Seraphina watching the whole time.....she was going mad, but not mad enough to do something crazy where she had to interviene...well almost...Seraphina posed herself as a human when<c
¤Şiⱱέllὰ¤ : Sivella was in elven form and started dancing around the tavern after several drinks and she escorted her out of there. "Time to go to sleep child.." She said softly and flew her back to her chambers through her window putting her next to her fiancee and vanishing. She appeared in front of Joel speaking out. "Sivella is not going to be easy <c>
¤Şiⱱέllὰ¤ : at all, if I hadn't of been watching her with all the alcohol she consumed she would have lost her engagement, she is swallowing herself in a hole.." She explained to Joel. They had to do something her emotions between Yaksha and Valestat were getting out of hand, it was like an internal war and the two male vampires were still feuding without<c>
¤Şiⱱέllὰ¤ : having to lift a finger and poor Sivella was caught in the middle controlling the battle uncontrollably. <e>
Ѵᾶɭὲȿȶᾶȶ : Joel blinked when Seraphina returned to talk with him some more. "Strange isn't it?" He said thoughtfully, Yaksha is still causing hell when as far as I know he hasn't so much as said a word since he last saw Sivella, Valestat i very relaxed now, since Yaksha is out of the picture, but by your logic, Yaksha hasn't gone anywhere." Joel walked over to the side of the lake as of late, that seemed to be his best thinking spot.<C>
¤Ҏгῖɳcέȿȿ☆Ǥῖȿȿέȴȴέ¤ : Gisselle started to laugh when she saw the redness on Lucien's cheeks... she couldn't help herself as she continued speaking out. "Don't worry I will help you get the hang of it.." She said as she poured herself another glass as the guard came up to her. "Your fa....ehem....the king has retired for the evening after a hunt in the forest.." <c>
ℒℴɾɗ ℬℓᶏͼƙɦℯᶏɾϮ almost chuckled here, when she mentioned the drink, as thousands of thoughts ran through his head at once, the young looking man now stretching his self out again, a slight hint of off white fangs showing from his lips, before he hid them again in his smile. "I could really go for a pint at this time of night." He chuckled, though his point was driven even more home, when he continued on with his thoughts. "Last time I was offered a drink though, I had taken in at least six pints without realizing it."
Ѵᾶɭὲȿȶᾶȶ : "So I must ask as all good partners do, what would you suggest we do with Yaksha? I have only one idea and can't really see how it would benefit the situation." Joel turned back around and looked at the other angel. "Jericho has been silent too as of late. I haven't heard a single order or guidance come from him, He is leaving this responsibility in our hands. There has to be something we can do to help Sivella reclaim all of her senses.<E>
¤Ҏгῖɳcέȿȿ☆Ǥῖȿȿέȴȴέ¤ : Gisselle nodded. "Thank you return to your stations I will take over whilst he sleeps.." Seemed the common thing for Gisselle to do while he was gone either battling or seeing Catarina. Though he had stayed home the last four days which was nice. Maybe something at home caught his interests? She looked to her father Lucien and ignored the <c>
¤Ҏгῖɳcέȿȿ☆Ǥῖȿȿέȴȴέ¤ : ehem from the guards speaking softly. "I understand father...but thats okay I still have you..." She said giggling as she took a long pull from her second glass. She hadn't laughed this much since she could remember when. Now that she didn't have to feel she had to choose anymore it made things so much easier, she could love them both without<c
¤Ҏгῖɳcέȿȿ☆Ǥῖȿȿέȴȴέ¤ : a worry and they were alright with it. "So...you going to watch me fall on my arse during training with Lady Izzy?" She said having another giggle fit watching her father and awaiting his response. <e>
ζυςίεл*ǷαгαѕϮгίӿ : he watched her closely and knew just by the way she was downing the wine that she was not happy with this outcome. "My dearest Gisselle... I would love to watch you fall upon your behind and I shall be there whence you are finished getting your ass handed over to you again and again and again. I am your body guard first and foremost and your ?
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ζυςίεл*ǷαгαѕϮгίӿ : father secondly. We can not and should not actually have the two go hand in hand for then I may not be able to do my job properly." he winked as he joked back but in also the same token he was not actually joking at all. The heart had no business being there when on guard duty for the royals. He had watched the lovely Lady Nimena grow up to a >
ζυςίεл*ǷαгαѕϮгίӿ : certain point, before he had left for the wars and now... he came back to not only a lovely daughter but a beautiful Nim as well.~
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¤Şiⱱέllὰ¤ : Seraphina sighed as she spoke out softly to Valestat. "Honestly....We cannot change free will, we cannot kill, but.......what about a cleansing.....or better yet....maybe this is something out of our hands....maybe....it be best to seek exterior help.." She said as she put a hand to her chin thinking carefully and thoughtfully outside the box <c>
¤Şiⱱέllὰ¤ : as she continued on. Lord Damien Blackheart resides in Eladrin Castle.....he is part vampire as well. Maybe we should be seeking him for answers.....he is on the good path without anyone such as us at his side.....maybe he would have an answer that we are unable to seek alone?" She said as she turned looking over her shoulder at Joel, she <c>
¤Şiⱱέllὰ¤ : thougt maybe he was their best answer for now to give them an even better answer as she awaited his response. <E>
¤Ɲiɱέɳᾶ¤ : She saw his fangs and let out a slight chuckle as she heard him speak of a pint as she continued on. "Well I have never let another vampire feed off me before....but....I don't think Drumain would mind if I helped you out a little, not as if I cannot heal myself.....there are plenty of healers on staff and including you when you are done, though<c
¤Ɲiɱέɳᾶ¤ : as careful as you are Damien, I doubt I would get hurt that easily..." She said with a giggle as she looked to him still waiting by the door awaiting his response to her offer with a warm smile on her face. If not then she was going to go for some elven wine. <e>
Ѵᾶɭὲȿȶᾶȶ : Joel nodded "A cleansing? for who, Yaksha or Sivella?" He wondered, thinking about bringing in extra help was something he would do if he had no other choice, Joel always prided himself at being able to make executive decisions without seeking help. "Lord Blackheart is busy with Lady Nimena isn't he? Do we really need to put more on his plate?" Joel asked, he was aware of Blackheart's skills and didn't doubt him, but as mentioned before, he preferred to handle things in house. "We weren't given<C>
Ѵᾶɭὲȿȶᾶȶ : These jobs to search for exterior help right away, I mean what use would we be if we didn't try to handle it ourselves first?" Joel closed his eyes thinking some more, If they were to cleanse Yaksha, they could let him out of the Cell, providing the royals would allow it. Joel also wondered if perhaps they shouldn't let him out anyway, without his powers he is completely vulnerable and unable to harm anyone. "I will consider what you said Seraphina, but I would like to see if we can't figure out<C>
Ѵᾶɭὲȿȶᾶȶ : an answer to our dilemma first. Those decisions are definitly in our court" <E>
¤Ҏгῖɳcέȿȿ☆Ǥῖȿȿέȴȴέ¤ : Gisselle giggled speaking out. "Now...I thought...the father part was suppose to come first...and the bodyguard thing was to help you stay..." She said as she finished her second glass of wine. She was a bit warm and fuzzy but not completely inebriated yet. She looked to him, though truth was starting to come out as she spoke out. "Thats <c>
¤Ҏгῖɳcέȿȿ☆Ǥῖȿȿέȴȴέ¤ : what I forgot to talk to my king father about!" She said as she laughed for a moment continuing to speak. "There was an elven man.....well tanned....red hair.....very gentlemanly....reminded me of Caratis but....nicer....and more handsome....a voice very easy on the ears....he came to speak to my king father but I told him he was away.....he <c>
¤Ҏгῖɳcέȿȿ☆Ǥῖȿȿέȴȴέ¤ : said he would come back another time and hoped to see me again....what was his name.....ohhh.." She said as she poured herself another glass of wine trying to think of the name. <e>
ζυςίεл*ǷαгαѕϮгίӿ : he would arch a crimson brow slightly as he watched her. He was still on his first glass of wine and when she poured her third he would reach out to take it as if he were going to put a bit more into his own glass... which he did and as soon as a servant came by he would hand the bottle on over to her to take back to where ever. he then pulled a >
ζυςίεл*ǷαгαѕϮгίӿ : small bit into his mouth as he listened to her words. "I am sure the name will come back to you, Gisselle." he smiled lightly towards her for he had a feeling he was going to be carrying her to her bed again this eve. Not that he minded but well... heh.~
¤Şiⱱέllὰ¤ : Seraphina slightly frowned at Joel turning to him speaking out. "Jericho we have not heard hide nor hair from since we captured Yaksha, and he knows his blood runs deep in Sivella's veins, it was by force but still there and that aged blood has a lot of power, more then it should be for a fledgeling. We have been talking about whats been <c>
Оᴅїᴀɴᴀ❇Aєтнєʟwуɴє : Izzy collect it if he permitted it, and only look on. Mythical objects could have an intense effect by touch, after all, many fae weapons and tools were constructed to bring a consequence of some sort when handled, for benefit or ruin. And then he’d offered a tale behind the appearance of the blade he showed to them, >
Оᴅїᴀɴᴀ❇Aєтнєʟwуɴє : Which lured her in, lover of lore as she was. She subtly leaned forward, as if being closer to the storytelling would make its telling more vivid. When it concluded, she realized, and leaned back toward a more standard posture. “Adventurous and grand! Thank you, I hope to learn more of your stories – each of >
Оᴅїᴀɴᴀ❇Aєтнєʟwуɴє : You,” she suggested with a glance toward Izzy, suggesting ‘I haven’t forgotten our earlier dialogue.’ “We’re deep into the night, perhaps we should all return to the castle to retire?” She was, in truth, rather exhausted after all of the excitement. d :.
·Izzy· : -An eyebrow raised, mostly at Sarkas' stunned look towards her, at which she looked up and shrugged, clearly not really giving a damn that he was a king. Not that this was a surprise. "Contrary to popular belief? I -am- a huntress. Don't look so shocked." Slowly, she stood up, a gold ember of energy of some kind left on the forest c>
·Izzy· : floor for a moment or two, no bigger than a coin, before seemingly melting into the ground. Once again, arms fell behind her back as she listened to Sarkas tell the story of the sword's origin, head inclining slightly to one shoulder causing blue hair to fall into her face. It was in this kind of scenario that she seemed at peace. Far c>
·Izzy· : moreso than in the throne room of the castle. Moonlight, wilderness, some semblence of possible threat around them, and she seemed more at peace and relaxed than surrounded by walls, guards and courtiers. "That's quite a...'gift'." She didn't sound overly convinced. Yes, it was a powerful weapon, but Izzy had spent her life seeing just what c>
·Izzy· : powerful weapons tended to leave in their wake. What they tended to create. At times, she saw her own reflection and saw one of them. Forged for a single purpose. Perhaps Odiana was right all along. Perhaps Izzy was an 'Abominable terror'. "There's a terrifyingly thin line between protector and destroyer." Again, that seemed to c>
ζυςίεл*ǷαгαѕϮгίӿ : he grimaced slightly only to then shake his head with a... was that a bit of blushing upon his tanned cheek bones? it is! it is! He looked to the flames and chuckled slightly but after taking the glass from her and clinking it to her own. "I guess you are old enough to have regular wine. I am... new to this so... bare with me, Gisselle... >
¤Ɲiɱέɳᾶ¤ : Nimena giggled softly and walked over and gave Damien a hug and a kiss on the cheeks speaking out. "And this is why I trust you so much..." She said with a chuckle as she backed away and spoke out. "Damien, you are a wise young man, you will figure it out, and it will be a wonderful gift.....one you don't have to work yourself so hard on...<c>
·Izzy· : be said with a certain level of certainty. It was for that reason that she didn't reach out for the weapon. One was bad enough, and if it had a certain level of sentience, Izzy genuinely feared for the possibilities that could come from that essence of retribution and vengeance. Power could be overwhelming and alluring, and Izzy admittedly spent c>
¤Ɲiɱέɳᾶ¤ : to achieve perfectly.." She said as she started walking to the door and looking over to him. "Come, why don't we go catch ourselves a drink, you will probably achieve better results with fresher eyes.." She said smiling warmly in his direction as she awaited a response to see if he would go with her or stay in his chambers. <e>
ζυςίεл*ǷαгαѕϮгίӿ : please?" he shook his head again and then brought the glass of elven wine to his lips with just taking a small amount of it. "The king is probably pretty busy, Gisselle.. I mean he does have to run a kingdom an all." he shrugged his shoulders as he remembered how it was when he was made a field Lt. during the Drow Wars and the responsibilities he >
ζυςίεл*ǷαгαѕϮгίӿ : himself had for his men.~
·Izzy· : much of her time running from her own potential. Control was the only thing she had, and the thing she tended to cling tightest to. She looked back to Odiana and nodded slightly. "Investigating it is the only reasonable option. For both the creatures and the town's inhabitants." She glanced around once more, though shook her head slightly at the c>
·Izzy· : suggestion of heading back to the castle, especially with Odiana's glance to her. Izzy had a LOT to think about, clearly. "...Feel free. I'm going to stay out here for a while and try to get a pin on it." Did she have another agenda? It was Izzy. Almost certainly. But whatever that was, she didn't hint at it.-
¤Şiⱱέllὰ¤ : Sivella was still currently in her chambers with Valestat who she wore out incredibly. She had snceaked out to go to a tavern in town and she had quite a few drinks, Seraphina watching the whole time.....she was going mad, but not mad enough to do something crazy where she had to interviene...well almost...Seraphina posed herself as a human when<c
¤Şiⱱέllὰ¤ : Sivella was in elven form and started dancing around the tavern after several drinks and she escorted her out of there. "Time to go to sleep child.." She said softly and flew her back to her chambers through her window putting her next to her fiancee and vanishing. She appeared in front of Joel speaking out. "Sivella is not going to be easy <c>
¤Şiⱱέllὰ¤ : at all, if I hadn't of been watching her with all the alcohol she consumed she would have lost her engagement, she is swallowing herself in a hole.." She explained to Joel. They had to do something her emotions between Yaksha and Valestat were getting out of hand, it was like an internal war and the two male vampires were still feuding without<c>
¤Şiⱱέllὰ¤ : having to lift a finger and poor Sivella was caught in the middle controlling the battle uncontrollably. <e>
Ѵᾶɭὲȿȶᾶȶ : Joel blinked when Seraphina returned to talk with him some more. "Strange isn't it?" He said thoughtfully, Yaksha is still causing hell when as far as I know he hasn't so much as said a word since he last saw Sivella, Valestat i very relaxed now, since Yaksha is out of the picture, but by your logic, Yaksha hasn't gone anywhere." Joel walked over to the side of the lake as of late, that seemed to be his best thinking spot.<C>
¤Ҏгῖɳcέȿȿ☆Ǥῖȿȿέȴȴέ¤ : Gisselle started to laugh when she saw the redness on Lucien's cheeks... she couldn't help herself as she continued speaking out. "Don't worry I will help you get the hang of it.." She said as she poured herself another glass as the guard came up to her. "Your fa....ehem....the king has retired for the evening after a hunt in the forest.." <c>
ℒℴɾɗ ℬℓᶏͼƙɦℯᶏɾϮ almost chuckled here, when she mentioned the drink, as thousands of thoughts ran through his head at once, the young looking man now stretching his self out again, a slight hint of off white fangs showing from his lips, before he hid them again in his smile. "I could really go for a pint at this time of night." He chuckled, though his point was driven even more home, when he continued on with his thoughts. "Last time I was offered a drink though, I had taken in at least six pints without realizing it."
Ѵᾶɭὲȿȶᾶȶ : "So I must ask as all good partners do, what would you suggest we do with Yaksha? I have only one idea and can't really see how it would benefit the situation." Joel turned back around and looked at the other angel. "Jericho has been silent too as of late. I haven't heard a single order or guidance come from him, He is leaving this responsibility in our hands. There has to be something we can do to help Sivella reclaim all of her senses.<E>
¤Ҏгῖɳcέȿȿ☆Ǥῖȿȿέȴȴέ¤ : Gisselle nodded. "Thank you return to your stations I will take over whilst he sleeps.." Seemed the common thing for Gisselle to do while he was gone either battling or seeing Catarina. Though he had stayed home the last four days which was nice. Maybe something at home caught his interests? She looked to her father Lucien and ignored the <c>
¤Ҏгῖɳcέȿȿ☆Ǥῖȿȿέȴȴέ¤ : ehem from the guards speaking softly. "I understand father...but thats okay I still have you..." She said giggling as she took a long pull from her second glass. She hadn't laughed this much since she could remember when. Now that she didn't have to feel she had to choose anymore it made things so much easier, she could love them both without<c
¤Ҏгῖɳcέȿȿ☆Ǥῖȿȿέȴȴέ¤ : a worry and they were alright with it. "So...you going to watch me fall on my arse during training with Lady Izzy?" She said having another giggle fit watching her father and awaiting his response. <e>
ζυςίεл*ǷαгαѕϮгίӿ : he watched her closely and knew just by the way she was downing the wine that she was not happy with this outcome. "My dearest Gisselle... I would love to watch you fall upon your behind and I shall be there whence you are finished getting your ass handed over to you again and again and again. I am your body guard first and foremost and your ?
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ζυςίεл*ǷαгαѕϮгίӿ : father secondly. We can not and should not actually have the two go hand in hand for then I may not be able to do my job properly." he winked as he joked back but in also the same token he was not actually joking at all. The heart had no business being there when on guard duty for the royals. He had watched the lovely Lady Nimena grow up to a >
ζυςίεл*ǷαгαѕϮгίӿ : certain point, before he had left for the wars and now... he came back to not only a lovely daughter but a beautiful Nim as well.~
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¤Şiⱱέllὰ¤ : Seraphina sighed as she spoke out softly to Valestat. "Honestly....We cannot change free will, we cannot kill, but.......what about a cleansing.....or better yet....maybe this is something out of our hands....maybe....it be best to seek exterior help.." She said as she put a hand to her chin thinking carefully and thoughtfully outside the box <c>
¤Şiⱱέllὰ¤ : as she continued on. Lord Damien Blackheart resides in Eladrin Castle.....he is part vampire as well. Maybe we should be seeking him for answers.....he is on the good path without anyone such as us at his side.....maybe he would have an answer that we are unable to seek alone?" She said as she turned looking over her shoulder at Joel, she <c>
¤Şiⱱέllὰ¤ : thougt maybe he was their best answer for now to give them an even better answer as she awaited his response. <E>
¤Ɲiɱέɳᾶ¤ : She saw his fangs and let out a slight chuckle as she heard him speak of a pint as she continued on. "Well I have never let another vampire feed off me before....but....I don't think Drumain would mind if I helped you out a little, not as if I cannot heal myself.....there are plenty of healers on staff and including you when you are done, though<c
¤Ɲiɱέɳᾶ¤ : as careful as you are Damien, I doubt I would get hurt that easily..." She said with a giggle as she looked to him still waiting by the door awaiting his response to her offer with a warm smile on her face. If not then she was going to go for some elven wine. <e>
Ѵᾶɭὲȿȶᾶȶ : Joel nodded "A cleansing? for who, Yaksha or Sivella?" He wondered, thinking about bringing in extra help was something he would do if he had no other choice, Joel always prided himself at being able to make executive decisions without seeking help. "Lord Blackheart is busy with Lady Nimena isn't he? Do we really need to put more on his plate?" Joel asked, he was aware of Blackheart's skills and didn't doubt him, but as mentioned before, he preferred to handle things in house. "We weren't given<C>
Ѵᾶɭὲȿȶᾶȶ : These jobs to search for exterior help right away, I mean what use would we be if we didn't try to handle it ourselves first?" Joel closed his eyes thinking some more, If they were to cleanse Yaksha, they could let him out of the Cell, providing the royals would allow it. Joel also wondered if perhaps they shouldn't let him out anyway, without his powers he is completely vulnerable and unable to harm anyone. "I will consider what you said Seraphina, but I would like to see if we can't figure out<C>
Ѵᾶɭὲȿȶᾶȶ : an answer to our dilemma first. Those decisions are definitly in our court" <E>
¤Ҏгῖɳcέȿȿ☆Ǥῖȿȿέȴȴέ¤ : Gisselle giggled speaking out. "Now...I thought...the father part was suppose to come first...and the bodyguard thing was to help you stay..." She said as she finished her second glass of wine. She was a bit warm and fuzzy but not completely inebriated yet. She looked to him, though truth was starting to come out as she spoke out. "Thats <c>
¤Ҏгῖɳcέȿȿ☆Ǥῖȿȿέȴȴέ¤ : what I forgot to talk to my king father about!" She said as she laughed for a moment continuing to speak. "There was an elven man.....well tanned....red hair.....very gentlemanly....reminded me of Caratis but....nicer....and more handsome....a voice very easy on the ears....he came to speak to my king father but I told him he was away.....he <c>
¤Ҏгῖɳcέȿȿ☆Ǥῖȿȿέȴȴέ¤ : said he would come back another time and hoped to see me again....what was his name.....ohhh.." She said as she poured herself another glass of wine trying to think of the name. <e>
ζυςίεл*ǷαгαѕϮгίӿ : he would arch a crimson brow slightly as he watched her. He was still on his first glass of wine and when she poured her third he would reach out to take it as if he were going to put a bit more into his own glass... which he did and as soon as a servant came by he would hand the bottle on over to her to take back to where ever. he then pulled a >
ζυςίεл*ǷαгαѕϮгίӿ : small bit into his mouth as he listened to her words. "I am sure the name will come back to you, Gisselle." he smiled lightly towards her for he had a feeling he was going to be carrying her to her bed again this eve. Not that he minded but well... heh.~
¤Şiⱱέllὰ¤ : Seraphina slightly frowned at Joel turning to him speaking out. "Jericho we have not heard hide nor hair from since we captured Yaksha, and he knows his blood runs deep in Sivella's veins, it was by force but still there and that aged blood has a lot of power, more then it should be for a fledgeling. We have been talking about whats been <c>
