Post by Gisselle Valeneros on Nov 4, 2016 13:38:20 GMT -8
Ǥῖȿȿέȴȴέ¤ƊᾶгᾶѕϮгίӿ : Gisselle awoke after a long night of the coronation ball. She didn't get to send out invitations herself because it was on short notice that Parliament decided since Sarkas had not returned she was to ascend the throne. She got dressed in a crimson & silver gown, her crown now on her head and more ladies maids doting on her, this was ever so <c>
Ǥῖȿȿέȴȴέ¤ƊᾶгᾶѕϮгίӿ : frustrating. She went to go find Nimena needing to talk to her about a few things. She had no idea what she was in store for as she was told she retired early last night over some altercation. She hoped she was alright as she walked into her bed chambers and started to speak out softly. "Pardon my intrusion I..." She stopped dead sentence <c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : When she happened to look up and saw not only Nimena naked in bed without a stitch of clothing but her father as well. A hand went quickly covering her mouth, indeed she was in shock as she quickly stepped backwards and quietly shut the door hoping she left before they awoke. She was ten shades of red and at a loss for words as she quickly ran<c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : away from that hall with the horrible image of her father and aunt naked completely heading straight for the main hall to flee the scene before she was spotted. <e>
·Izzy· : -"What, are you joking? It's so much better cold." Izzy spoke to one of the castle's staff, helping her carry something rather effortlessly in one arm into the main hall, while the other was demolishing a piece of bread with some kind of meat inside it, no doubt left over from the ball. She didn't -get- the whole divide some people saw. After c>
·Izzy· : all, this was the same person who tended to get very evasive the moment anything even vaguely resembling some kind of title was pushed her way. As far as she was concerned, it was far more interesting than a lot of nobility anyway. Setting the thing down where she was indicated to, Izzy rolled bare shoulders and looked to the elf with a grin. c>
·Izzy· : "...But yes. I can teach you! Grab me whenever you're not working. I'm usually haunting the training areas." She smiled her almost-fanged grin and glanced around, apparently in a good mood for some reason today. In a bit of a twist, she wasn't wearing one of her coats, but did have one of her belts with what was basically a black leather half c>
·Izzy· : skirt attached that moved about her legs as she walked, giving a similar impression. Corrupting the servants? As if Izzy would do such a thing! Why was she in the main hall for once? Hell, she didn't know. Perhaps it was some kind of hope that there was still more food around. If Izzy didn't get her eight square meals a day she struggled. It was c>
·Izzy· : a horrible life, to be sure. Or maybe she just wanted to tease the new Queen. Or maybe she was in the mood to torment one of the usual hangers-on around the hall...Okay. There were infinite possibilities, a mystery to all but herself. Just how Izzy liked it.-
Şėvŕٍʼn : he'd been helped with wardrobe and etiquette for some time on the basics and some of the deeper rooted dos and do nots of visiting another kingdom while working under title, he was a reflection of his employer and his actions would reflect good or bad on his Lord...that being said...he was already stripped out of whatever terribly>
Şėvŕٍʼn : confining cloths he had been dolled up in. his hands turned over a powdered wig and he wondered if anyone actually used these...and why? he was already covered in fur why more hair? and fake hair at that!. the carriage came to a stop as it came into the castle grounds and presented itself as royal guests would often appear for diplomatic>
Şėvŕٍʼn : meetings or parties or what have you. when it came to a stop the door was opened for him and he stepped out, a pair of well fitted and noble pants, tailored for his massive long and fluffy tail...and then nude from belly up. hopping out from the carriage he patted the man on the head who opened the door for him and was granted a look of doubt that>
Şėvŕٍʼn : this furry thing was in fact the Steward of Palast Verdammtien...realm of the eternal night, of demons, vampires, murder and death...known for the slaughter of its very own citizens for the sake of grocery shopping! and then there was him! hopping up the steps an looked up to the guards who looked down he offered his documentation up and he>
Şėvŕٍʼn : savored the look of disbelief. walking by the guards and adjusting his powdered wig he was announced! oh he had never been announced before! 'Lord Sevron of Palast Verdammtien' and he made a face...that sounded horrible! why was that such a big deal? who thought that was a big deal? okay it was neat to feel important. stepping forward from his>
Şėvŕٍʼn : being announced his tail swished about and he looked around for someone...inchargeish~
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : Gisselle ran into the main hall and saw Izzy running up to her crown and hall that hand still over her face, that redness of her cheeks still present, her eyes widened. She was not going to be able to look at her father and Nim for a while, she was going to have to hide or something, maybe they stayed asleep. Maybe she didn't know...but she <c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : was going to know. She was the only one that was going to know. No...she couldn't hold this in to herself. She wanted to find Tylan, but she was sure he wouldn't wish to hear of something like this, and it was an improper subject to speak to a male with. Izyy! Izzy was right there...Izzy she can talk to! Standing in front of the woman now <c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : she still had that look of oh my god the horror that really did happen in her eyes as she took a deep breath and calmed herself speaking out. "I......saw something horrible..." She said as it was all she could get out now before a guard walked up to her and bowed. "My Queen...Lord Sevron of Palast Verdammtien has arrived and wishes your <C>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : presence.." Gisselle stopped herself turning and blinking almost not responding forgetting she was Queen. She blinked at the names. "Palast....Palast...my aunt my know of a treaty there possibly....and...Sevron?" She asked curiously, why does she know that name, that name was all too familiar as she spoke out. "Very well bring him here.." <c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : she said softly as she motioned for Izzy to stay by her side apparently having to finish that horror story later on as she awaited for the Lords arrival. <e>
·Izzy· : -A wicked, almost-fanged grin was shot towards Gisselle as she walked into the hall. Completely ignoring the attitude shift of everybody else in the room, being all...Noble and no doubt respectful of the new Queen, the blue-haired little force of nature finished the piece of bread, (badly) stifled a hiccup and started walking towards her when c>
·Izzy· : Gisselle moved closer to her also. Blinking a couple of times at the expression on Gisselle's face, Izzy listened to her try to utter the unspeakable horrors. "Ooh. Am I going to have to punch somebody? It's been a slow day so far and Vex never showed up for training this morning. Though, given how much he had to drink last night I'm not c>
·Izzy· : too surprised..." The young elf had become another of Izzy's understudies, and had, admittedly, skyrocketed in potential and ability since she took him under her wing. She'd make either a respectable soldier or a ruthless mercenary out of him yet! "...But seriously. Are you okay?" When the guard walked over and announced the person wishing to c>
·Izzy· : see her. "Ooooh. Look at you, being all noble and popular!" Izzy spoke teasingly with a grin on her face. Gisselle knew full well about Izzy's pretty much complete disregard for the traditions and expected etiquette of the court, and equally her disdain for it. Either way, she'd promised to help Gissy in any way possible, and right now? She'd c>
·Izzy· : settled on keeping things light hearted until they absolutely shouldn't be as a first resort. The terrifying living weapon was very much buried right now. Glove-covered forearms folded in front of her as she stood by the elf's side, glancing about as if suspecting somebody nearby of...something.-
Şėvŕٍʼn : waiting a moment before someone important came to him and asked very nicely for him to follow and be guided to the Queen. his ears went back, "the queen?" that was a level he wasnt quite sure he could handle, he had expected to be delivered to Nimena, he knew her! why would the queen need him? was Nimena out? was he in trouble?? oh god this was>
Şėvŕٍʼn : him being led to the dungeon for torture! what did his Lord do?? is this why they hadnt spoken with Eledrin in so long? this was it..he was a dead fox. ears back he wringed his little hands together while being led down halls that seemed so much longer and bigger than they were a second ago. maybe the powdered wig was some sort of symbol?>
Şėvŕٍʼn : his mind reeled a moment longer before his fur darkened considerably and his eyes voided from fear like a drug had flooded his system. a calm inhale and he followed walking proper with hands at his sides. reaching the location of his meeting his head turned to spy a new but familer and last he remembered...friendly face. a soft smile crossed his>
Şėvŕٍʼn : features and he went to Gisselle, stopped several yards from her and bowed deeply with hands out and open. "My Queen, youve done well for yourself havent you?" lifting his head but staying bowed, last he saw the girl she was wearing so much less and looked more content than she did at the moment, what a strange blush she had>
Şėvŕٍʼn : was that court makeup?~
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : Gisselle smirked at her being so noble and popular. Not something she was going for but she had to play the part when wearing the crown sadly. "I ...am not sure....and ....I don't think a punching will do because they don't know what I saw....but...I will explain later...I guess..." She explained to Izzy as best she could and turned when the <c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : so called Lord walked into the room with a big smile on his face. She didn't recognize him at first with that powdered wig on his head but when she got closer after he spoke she recognized exactly who it was. "SEVRON!" She yelled out and took off at a dead run and snatched that powdered wig off his head. "You have so much fur all ready, they<c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : make you wear this stupid thing?" Okay, so proper lady went out the window and here was giddy happy so good to see another friend she could relax around. She tossed the wig aside and gave him a big old hug before releasing him and speaking out. "I went back to look for you at the spring to thank you for calming me down. I had a falling out <c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : with my aunt Catarina and her friends Sam and Lady Crow....Sam was mean to me and when I smacked him Lady Crow tried to attack me. I never went back to Valane after that....but...What.....your here under behest of Palast?" She asked curiously, she didn't want to be under this heavy crown but she didn't have a choice, the big piece of tin was <C>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : giving her a major headache. She looked over to Izzy and coughed straightening up and speaking out. "Izzy, this is my friend Severon, I met him in Valane city...under.....unusual circumstances.." Her aunt sent her to the hot spring, they told her it was mandatory she had to be naked, she went invisible and followed the rules....Sevron was a <c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : gentleman and protected her...enough said. <E>
·Izzy· : -There was a sigh of mock-dejection. Punching would just have to wait. "...One day. One day..." Okay, so Izzy tended to play up the violence thing a bit, but it did wonders for keeping people off her back. For some reason, people were easily scared of her. Weaklings. "Well, I'm always around. Judging by your response I'm guessing it's not c>
·Izzy· : anything I have to hunt down mercilessly, so that's something." She smiled, glancing up at the approaching figure in the wig. Arms staying loosely folded, she followed Gisselle with calculated and fluid steps of heavy-looking boots, amazed by the sudden shift in demeanour. You'd think that with how she could change attitudes so quickly, she'd c>
·Izzy· : not be surprised by it in others. The blue-haired, half-draconic woman that looked not-quite-elflike stayed quiet and simply seemed content to listen at first, until Gissy introduced the fuzzy one, at which point she spoke in her usual deadpan manner. Queen or not, Izzy was snarky to everybody. "Everything you do is in unusual circumstances. c>
·Izzy· : "I'm beginning to be amazed that you've not seen that yet." Yes. That was how she talked to royalty. But then, Gissy knew that. There was a moment or two of pause before she suddenly remembered that she was being introduced to somebody! Silvery eyes looking to the fuzzy one, and a smile showing one of her not-quite-fanged canines, Izzy spoke. c>
·Izzy· : "Nice to meet you." though she made no other motion. Arms stayed folded, she stayed standing next to Gisselle. She seemed entirely calm and intent on not moving unless the others did. Luckily, she did say what she intended. "Nice to meet you." was much, much better than what she was thinking. 'Are you flammable?' would have made such a bad c>
·Izzy· : first impression.-
Şėvŕٍʼn : eyes wide he was hugged, arms were open, dont touch the queen! dont touch the queen! but his ears laid to the side and he smiled warmly. pulling away from the hug and watching the wig go away from him, laughing softly at her words. "ive never gone to another court for professional reasons, the servants who helped me get ready didnt either...so we>
Şėvŕٍʼn : did the best we could" his ears quirked about and checked his surrounded off handedly like they did as she explained why she had not been by in so very long and he only smiled "im sorry, Crow can be a bit protective, i hope youll accept my apology for her actions" clasping his hands at his front he bowed apologetically to the Queen, his long>
Şėvŕٍʼn : hair, tied back in a bun and decorated with a single oak hair stick with crow feathers and gold trinkets dangling off it. standing again he looked to Giselles companion and dipped a bow in greeting at the hips. "a pleasure to meet you Izzy, you can call me Sev" looking back to Gisselle "you know you can too" interlacing his fingers behind his back>
Şėvŕٍʼn : with elbows locked strait he looked betwee them with his ussual soft smile. "im under here at the behest of Palast, yes, but due to my Lord and my Lady being engaged with their own affairs i have taken to running the day to day in their stead" ears perking up "if you have some time id like to ask how things are for Eledrin...i havent seen>
Şėvŕٍʼn : anything nor heard anything from this land and was worried" his tail swished a bit, the three gold rings adorning it reflecting the light a bit here and there "not that i should worry you havent called for the support of our armies" ~
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : She turned to Izzy, not everything she did was unusual circumstance. She spoke out quickly. "If you found your father naked in bed with another accidently you would find it unusual and horrifying too.." Oh gods did she just say that right now, in front of Sevron also..with a couple of guards giving her the raised eyebrow. She wanted to just <c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : die right there as she quickly covered her mouth right after saying it, at least she didn't say with who quite yet. Swallowing hard and trying to tame down those blushed cheeks of hers she sighed heavily and spoke out. "Forgive my outburst Sev...it has been a long ....well...I don't think we've had a break since the retreat in Valane, though <c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : it was short lived..." She explained as she nodded. "I am still learning all the treaties we have....today is...my first day as Queen..." She said sighing heavily. "I did not want this position at all I was forced by Parliament, King Sarkas has been missing for sometime, I assume the treaty for Palast was up during Queen Arafina's rule...She<c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : sort of....perished four months ago ....My step father King Sarkas went missing three weeks ago, no one has seen him and the court did not wish the throne empty. My Royal Advisor's Lady Nimena and Lord Blackheart are...indesposed I believe...we have had several attacks from ...Undead and other various entities to try and take my life...things <c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : have not been going well for us at all to tell you the truth. Lady Nim since her return from Valane and Phaelador has not been the same.....she hasn't had all her faculties as of late....and....well I have an Izzy, shes like an army wrapped up in a woman....so that helps.." She said with a chuckle as she awaited her response for that one plus <c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : the other outburst she didn't mean to make. <e>
Şėvŕٍʼn : she found her father naked in bed? was that so bad? why was that bad? maybe he should ask? his head tilted and he opened his mouth "that was hardly an outburst, ive seen better" he winked. she began to explain to him the affairs of people who came and went, who was in and who was not, as well as the undead to which he had a bit of familiarity>
Şėvŕٍʼn : with the Queen and her problem with them. he smiled through the negative and nodded somewhat "Izzy seems like the sort i should be afraid of" he brightend his smile with a soft laugh. "she seems the sort to help" eyes following back to Gisselle and becomeing a bit more serious. "i am sorry things not been the same nor have been well for you or>
Şėvŕٍʼn : your lands My Queen. the treaty signed did not call for a cease of agreement based on death on any one person...i cannot see why not that Palast could not offer support if needed" looking down a bit "but.." looking back to her "i will not be long in my duties to Palast, any request should be made soon, otherwise youll need to find another channel>
Şėvŕٍʼn : to call for aid" he didnt like being a bearer of bad news, esspecially because it seemed like Gisselle already had a full plate...better to be forth right then have her call on Palast in dire need and be unable~
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : She probably should make a request soon, but how was she to word it? Should she wait for her father? She couldn't face him right now. She did indeed have a full plate and it was not just the embarrassing seeing your father naked bit either. She nodded speaking out looking up to them. "I...suppose you can tell them that there is a new very <c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : young Queen in Eladrin who has been through a lot of recent trials and tribulations due to unprovoked enemies which require a helping hand with some soldiers if possible.." She explained to Sevron and motioned for him to follow. "Come...lets have a drink..do you prefer tea? Wine? Another type of beverage, perhaps some food, Valane is a bit <c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : of a way to travel from, or did you come here directly from Palast?" She asked curiously as she took his hand and was sort of taking him with her to the dining hall. She hadn't seen her one day friend in so long she wanted to catch up with him. <e>
Şėvŕٍʼn : he followed as beckoned with both ears and eyes on her, "my duties as Steward only allow me so much power...i can request of my Lord the movement of troops as per the treaty. but doing more then that would probably cost me my head" his words spoken as plain of day as possible. "i do have a group of mercenaries under my direct pay however>
Şėvŕٍʼn : and i may be able to send them your way...however you will accrue their fee and i cant be held responsible for their actions once they trade hands" ears going behind him, he looked over his shoulder as they walked "theyve proven reliable and were a good quick-fix when we lost half our own to a Lich" tail lifting and swaying behind him a bit>
Şėvŕٍʼn : "i would prefer tea myself" giving a sly look to Gisselle "unless your feeling like something heavy and strong is more appropriate for the occasion?"~
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : "Tea is fine.." She said softly, she couldn't drink right now not with all this responsibility on her head, she had to be careful, though at times it was very hard to do. "Your mercinaries...I can handle their fee its of not problems whats so ever... but as far as trust...can I trust them not to hurt my own and only go after those that hurt my<c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : my own?" She asked curiously as she had requested a servant for some tea, which the happy elven girl brought over for them with a couple of tea cups. Gisselle poured the tea herself and set a glass in front of him. She was used to wanting to do things on her own as she spoke out. "Lady Izzy and Lord Blackheart have been training me to fight <c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : so I can defend myself and not have to rely on others so much. " She explained to Sevron as she sighed lightly taking a sip of her tea after sitting down then looking up at her crown and taking it off her head and setting it on the table ruffling her hair a bit. "Sorry I am not used to its weight.." She explained as she rubbed her temples. <e>
Şėvŕٍʼn : swinging her and his hand together a bit, hardly something appropriate for a visiting steward and queen of the realm to be doing but neither of them were really that far into titles. "mercenaries are given a pretty bad name but there are a lot out there who pride themselves on doing a great job and doing what is asked" he complimented>
Şėvŕٍʼn : "its the breed and not the blood" he tried to remeber if he quoted that right. "all i had to do was fish about for quality" taking a seat and crossing his legs at the thigh. "some are thugs for hire, others are knights for hire." leaning forward and taking his cup of tea with both hands gently. "i trust mine, i will trust them to you, and you>
Şėvŕٍʼn : can trust me that you can trust them!" he smiled brightly at her before sipping his tea. ears flexed and went forward, he tried to imagine her as a warrior, not that that was her aim but it was still an image. "ive been looking for someone to help me in that area too" nodding and understanding her wish to be more self sufficient. eyes going to>
Şėvŕٍʼn : her crown and he mused over it with his mauve eyes, "ill not tell a soul" he winked, as far as he was concerned she never took it off~
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : "I only have to wear it in the main hall and special functions I think...most know who I am...I can make it an order to throw that think in the vault and have a damn flower crown or something lighter put on my head so I can function.." She said with a chuckle then took another sip of her tea and continued on. "As long as you trust them Sev I <c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : welcome them.." She explained happily as she continued on. "By the way, how is Palast doing and its ruler...umm...Darius...Darion....Damion....Damon?" She knew it was some sort of D name if she remembered....she knew of the place. "I have heard so many stories ...horrible stories of that place...some that would give you chills and nightmares<c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : Its hard to believe someone as nice as you comes from a place rumored to be so...dark and merciless.....let alone Nimena going there herself, but she is never afraid of anything it seems...well....she wasn't afraid.....till recently.." She explained as she set her tea cup down with a sigh.. "I haven't been able to...talk to her...much....but..<c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : there was an incident..." She said quietly as she looked around making sure there was no one listening before continuing on. "Sam had came to Eladrin one day after our....disagreement....he had casted some sort of spell against me. Nimena went to speak to him about it....The spell...was lifted off of me suddenly..but..Nimena hasn't been the <c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : Same since.." She explained to Sevron quietly as she waited to see his reaction or maybe he knew anything. <e>
Şėvŕٍʼn : lifting his chin, "you should make powdered wigs an order if you cannot rid yourself of that crown for a lighter one" his smile was sly, he could imagine this 'parliament' she spoke of quickly regretting forcing this on her when they had to wear beehive powdered wigs. sitting back with his tea and sipping it attention brought back from his mental>
Şėvŕٍʼn : image "My Lord Damon" nodding as Gisselle came across the right name. "i wish i could tell you honestly" looking into his tea "the entire ruleing family has gone off on their own business what or why is not mine to know" shifting his weight and looking back to her "Palast may be at peace but the stories youve heard are probably rather timid>
Şėvŕٍʼn : compared to the true nature of those lands" he smiled softly at her "it is a dark haven for some very...interesting people" smileing at her "its a haven for the lost as well, that is how i came to find it, i was lost and they gave me a home" sipping his tea, "but as time went on i discovered i was no less a monster than they were" looking>
Şėvŕٍʼn : thoughtful for a moment, "just another kind in another way" his tail flicked up and back down as it hung off the end of the seat. somewhat glad when the conversation switched to Nimena, and Sam of all names. ears going up, what was his Sam getting involved with now? this was...troubling...and his face showed it. "ive not heard of any sort of>
Şėvŕٍʼn : strange spells between you, Nimena, Sam or anyone else" this was a really bad place where personal interests met professional interests and he did not like where he sensed this would take him...but he had a job to do for now. "it sounds like i should speak with Lady Nimena then...will she be avalable this evening?" he consitered just staying as a>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : She smiled when she at least eventually got the ruler of Palast's name right. "I will talk to my father Lucien tonight about the mercenaries.....he has the final decisions taking some control until either King Sarkas returns or I am fit to rule on my own..." She explained and listening to his tale about it being a dark place and him being a <c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : monster himself she shook her head and stopped them there. "Sev...you are no monster nor have you been. I know you have not gotten to know me that well, since we have had only one meeting before. But if you were a self proclaimed monster, you would have not protected me from the wandering hands of others at the hot springs that day, you would<c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : have left me at the hands of others devices and ...maybe...made up some of your own devices with me as well, instead you protected me until my father and Lady Catarina arrived. It was something you didn't have to do and I thank you greatly for protecting my honor.." She explained as she smiled to him and took another sip of her tea continuing<c.
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : on. "Lady Nimena should be around this evening yes. If you would like you could have a room here so you could also meet my father and brother Tylan as well, you will like them they are nice too. " She said with a big smile on her face, she did love her family very much as she smiled continuing on. "Besides politics aside, it would be nice <c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : to just chit chat as friends away from all this diplomatic stuff. I don't have too many of those...." She said with a chuckle. <e>
Şėvŕٍʼn : he hoped she would never be dissapointed in her words as she had so sweetly explained why he was no monster, he hoped he could stay that way in her eyes. finishing his tea and leaning forward to set the empty cup to the table and sat back, he'd wait before getting to another cup. "your welcome, My Queen" smiling through his eyes at her.>
Şėvŕٍʼn : "because you are Queen, i am bound to inform you of a 'conflict of interest' concerning Lady Nimena and Sam" work came first, he was very professional when he needed to be and he showed his gratitude to his Lord by putting Palast first ahead of himself. "Sam and i are very close" again, spoken without any hesitation or shame, "i am his friend>
Şėvŕٍʼn : and to me he is a bit more" folding his hands into his lap, "he and Crow are both very dear to me when i am not working as i am now" licking his bottom lip as he gathered his words properly. "as Steward, Sam is beyond my influence..even should you request aid i can provide nothing, this would be an internal affair for Eledrin" he sighed and his>
Şėvŕٍʼn : ears went back. "i can talk to him myself, as myself, but that would be 'for' myself as well" smileing up at her "id like to help if i can...but when i talk to Nimena it cannot be as a Steward" shakeing his head to stress the point. "even then its very unproffessional for me to get involved because it strikes so close to home" well his mouth felt>
Şėvŕٍʼn : dry now so he went ahead and poured another cup of tea anyways. "diplomatic stuff aside...id sorely welcome a friend to chit chat with as well...but i thought it was only fair as a friend and as a ally that i let you know"~
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : Gisselle listened to everything he had to say about Sam and she nodded. It was kind of sad to hear since she remembers her own experience with him as well. "I understand Sev...I cannot ask you to get in between this nor talk to Nimena about it then if this is the case. You must understand...we were once friends with him too. One day, Nimena <c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : found him on the ground by the stables. He was completely drunk and out of it. She had him brought back to the castle, I helped her take care of him. In the beginning they were good friends too. Its just Caratis...the one I had broken the courtship according to my sources explained that Caratis had paid Sam handsomely to do this task...he <c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : didn't do it out of anger, he did it out of survival I assume. I know what he is like when he is a friend and back then he was a good friend. I can understand why you are so taken by him...but I think it be best then that you keep your mercinaries then, for if they help me then he will find out you got involved and I don't want a <c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : mess between you two either. That is not something you need.." She explained and smile to him. "See, how can you be any kind of monster when your so honest.." She said with a chuckle as she took another sip of her tea finishing the cup and pouring herself another glass still chuckling. <e>
Şėvŕٍʼn : tilting his head with a bit of exasperation. "you get the mercenaries, deny them and ill wave that treaty over your head and get you the biggest crown ever!" he threatened jokingly "you asked for help and i will help, the mercenaries are yours and they will be here as soon as i can make arrangements" shoulders relaxing a bit, he flopped back into>
Şėvŕٍʼn : his seat. "as for what i need" he thought on Gisselle looking out for him by way of Sam and Nimena. "i need to understand what happened...from both sides" looking away and towards the wall "Sams probably at fault, his work probably" running a nail idly along the arm of his seat. "if i can help i should...because its the right thing to do">
Şėvŕٍʼn : he smiled and looked back at Gisselle. "and you wont stop me" he teased with a bit smile...the fuzzy monster he was~
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : " Well I don't know the who and the what now. I mean I knew the answers to those questions then...but now about who and what...or the why for that matter....I don't know how many answers you will recieve. Nimena is not talking and from the sounds of things, as close as you are to Sam, he doesn't look like the time that likes anyone friend or <c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : not meddling in his personal affairs rather it be business or otherwise." She explained and didn't want to insult him on his mercenaries as she nodded and spoke out. "Very well, I will only use them if its absolutely necessary and I will compensate them for their time, but as soon as I find a set of my own. I will return them.." She <c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : explained, though where she was going to find help like that since Drumain was terminated...she wasn't sure...she had a feeling one day like everything else would just plop in front of her like a holiday with someone holding a present going 'Here ya go!'. She watched his tail and kind of giggled at it a moment speaking out. "Your tail is so <c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : large and fluffy. Curious. Have you ever had problems with people accidentally stepping on your tail or accidentally smashing it in a door way. If so I know that has to hurt. " She said shaking her head taking another sip of tea trying to lighten the mood. <e>
Şėvŕٍʼn : nodding as the matter was settled with the mercenaries, seemed like threatening her with a larger crown was a good way to go!. looking down at his tail as she indicated to it, it was easily as long as sixty percent of his total height. the gold rings kept the massive fluffy to a somewhat manageable state. the fur was dark grey and the tip>
Şėvŕٍʼn : was mauve, from the tip small purple embers drifted upwards like purple snow falling upwards. "luckily people dont tend to step on it, it doesnt drag on the ground as often as you might think" sipping his tea, "as for the doors" he laughed softly "id imagine it sees its share of doors as much as anyone catches their fingers in a door...when you>
Şėvŕٍʼn : have one...you tend to take account on where it is when doing simple movements" he tried to explain. "it just becomes second nature...i dont have wings but im sure its about the same for people with wings" his tail lifted from its place and its length was revealed as he stretched it out towards her to touch if she wished. "im very vain about my>
Şėvŕٍʼn : fur...you wont find better" sticking just the tip of his tongue out at his words. "if nothing else, stewardship has its perks of amazing fur-care products!"~
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : She giggled at his explanation and nodded. "Yes it is very lovely fur indeed I must compliment you.." She blinked when he moved his tail over to her and she petted it for a moment. The fur was indeed very soft, like a prim and polished fox of sorts as she put her hand back down in her lap. She chuckled when he stuck his tongue out and was <c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : curious about something else too. Something that popped in her head realizing that Sam and Sev were friends. "I must ask this question also Sev...going back to the serious matter.." She explained as she sat up straightening her back a moment because it wasn't used to slouching so long as she continued to speak. "It just occured to me a <c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : moment ago in my slow working mind that...well..you and Sam are friends...Sam and I...not so much at the moment. If Sam came back to do me harm, and I called upon your mercenaries for help on the matter, because they are technically your mercenaries and you are friends with Sam...in that instance who would they choose to help?" She asked <C>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : curiously staring into his eyes with her gold ones awaiting a response. <e>
Şėvŕٍʼn : withdrawing his tail he smiled and tilted his head as she asked her question. "when i transfer their contract over to you...they will be yours" ears flicking around some "once you provide their fee you could send them after me if you wanted to" as dark as that sounded he wanted to really put an emphasis on how the mercenaries he'd found>
Şėvŕٍʼn : opperated. "if Sam came back and wished you harm, then that would bring a risk to their paycheck" smileing happily "and a mercenary works for a paycheck...so i dont think i would even enter into their minds" finishing his second cup of tea now. "but im glad your asking questions for clarity...it makes me feel like im doing my job a bit>
Şėvŕٍʼn : better if i can answer them to your satisfaction"~
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : She nodded softly and spoke out. "Thank you for complimenting me on my question asking, at least that tells me I am making a good attempt at acting like a Queen.." She said with a chuckle, that did indeed put clarity on said situation, but there was another situation that had her bothered as well as she gave a disheartening eye to Sevron <c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : speaking out. "And at the end of the day, say he does come back to cause ill will or harm, and....I do use those said mercenaries against him to be rid of his problems, what does that do to the friendship between you and I, or worse, what is that going to do to your friendship between you, Sam and Lady Crow if they find out you were aiding me <c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : at that capacity?" Then again she had a feeling it was because he was a steward in the aligned kingdom of Palast, but she was making sure he knew what he was getting himself into. "I don't want to loose our friendship over this disgusting matter." <E>
Şėvŕٍʼn : "im glad your a kind queen, if it were some of the people i knew. theyd toss me in the dungeon and torture me and trade my life for Nimenas well being." blinking a few times. "thats...not something i should be putting in the head of a queen is it?" he felt nervous, he didnt really know Gisselle that well, whose to say she wouldnt? "buuuuut" he>
Şėvŕٍʼn : continued on and hoped to keep attention AWAY from using his furry self as a bargaining chip. "as for what happens if he returned and you need to be rid of him" he shrugged at her and smiled happliy when doing so "thats something i cant answer...Crow or Sam may kill me as likely as Sam simply never returning...you and i may always be friends or>
Şėvŕٍʼn : perhaps in the next fifteen minutes you may decide its safer to go the route of torture and barter" his indifference to the idea was strangely detached, his own mortality oddly given little care for. "its something we wont know until we come to it...which is why its so imprtant for me to ask Sam myself...so if anything happens...i can at least>
Şėvŕٍʼn : know why"~
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : Torture and barter? No that was not something she was into....but if she had to...she would be forced to...but there was no one to force her in this room right now....save for her dad if he showed up...though she hoped he stayed asleep a while. She was nervous about him going to talk to Sam himself and it worried her he may get into trouble if<c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : he got involved, he didn't seem like the fighter type unlike Sam. She knew fighter types well, was around plenty of them. She swallowed hard on that torture bit and stood up going to the window looking out and speaking. "To be perfectly honest with you, if I was forced to torture you at this very moment, I don't see how I could, it probably <c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : makes me a bad Queen for saying that....thankfully your the only one in the room at the moment to hear it.." She explained closing her eyes for a moment then opening them still looking out the window speaking out. "I probably shouldn't have gotten you involved with this Sam thing, as much as you are his friend, if you approach him with this, I<c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : fear he may retaliate against you or worse...retailiate against us for attempting in his eyes to turn others against him. There has been enough havoc, I wish there to be no more....in the meantime whilst things are...quiet....I ask you to keep the conversation between us about Sam quiet...lest he approaches you about the situation...and in <c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : return if I find out any new information on the matter, I promise from me you will be one of the first to know.." She said still looking out the window awaiting a response. <E>
Şėvŕٍʼn : looking up at her with nose lowered "luckily as Queen you are allowed to make others do those things...but as Steward of Palast i am somewhat immune to that sort of treatment by this kingdom by way of treaty...that is why i can talk so freely about something this dark" standing now he interlaced his fingers and stood behind her at the window>
Şėvŕٍʼn : his eyes looking to with her to see if there was anything worth seeing. "Sam will never approach me about his work, he never does" he nodded. "if you want me to keep this between us, i will" he nodded "but please dont be upset when nothing comes from doing nothing." leaning in a bit to look at the side of her face "i havent found a>
Şėvŕٍʼn : difference in doing nothing, and doing something out of fear...so make sure if you do anything...you own your choices in doing it...and regret nothing." resting a hand on her shoulder "no matter who or what gets in the way"~
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : She could feel his presence coming up behind her and she didn't move, she trusted him, after all he was around her when she was in a very compromising situation set up by Lady Catarina heself, which Gisselle is not sure to this day rather it was done on purpose or not, her walking away when Lady Crow trying to drown her that day really put that <c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : possible speculation in motion in her mind, which she never spoke about for fear of causing a war to anyone at anytime, the only ones that knew that day was herself, Lady Catarina, Sam and Lady Crow. "It is not the fact that I wish to do nothing Sev, it is the fact that I only wish to do something if there is something being done. As it stands<c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : not even Lady Nimena is speaking on the matter and she has been asked by several. I don't know how much you can find out from her, but if you do congradulations because you would be one of the first." She explained as she felt his hand on her shoulder and let out a soft sigh. Being a Queen now was a lot harder then being a princess. As a <c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : princess she was more of a face and didn't have to deal with much of the politics like King Sarkas. Now she had to do it all, well...with the help of Lucien of course who was suppose to take up most of that responsibility during crisis times, which they were not in yet exactly. But as it stood right now she didn't exactly wish to awaken him <c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : for advice due to the fact of finding him in that compromising situation earlier this afternoon along with Nimena. "I will send a servant to inform her ....later that you wish to speak to her, in the meantime.." She said turning to face him. "Should I have a room prepared for you?" <e>
Şėvŕٍʼn : pulling his hand back in an attempt to remember one should not be touching the queen, but he could tell it had helped her for as short a time it was there. "deep breaths Gisselle, you said its day one of your rule" smileing softly and stepping back "it will get easier, i promise" he nodded, he wasnt known for breaking a promise in time>
Şėvŕٍʼn : he saw Gisselle addressing these topics with a simple 'yes, go do that' or a 'no, and dont ever talk about it again' and it was comforting to him to imagine her in such control. ears perking up at her and he smiled "no room will be necessary My Queen." bowing just slightly to her, proffessionally but also teaseingly because he knew she didnt care>
Şėvŕٍʼn : for that level of professional treatment. standing again "ive already made arrangements" he hugged her closely with his tail sliding up her back and holding her close...to hell with not touching the Queen. "im going to go now, Gisselle, thank you so much for caring and being here....you let me know if there is anything i can do for you" leaning>
Şėvŕٍʼn : back and looking to her with his mauve eyes. "not as friends, not as allies, but as a fox and an elf"~
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : She felt his tail wrap around her and him pulling her into a hug and she hugged him back smiling warmly. It was her first day as Queen, she just was so worried about doing something wrong all the time. She wasn't used to being called My Queen yet....it was probably going to take a while for her to get used to that. She was kind of sad that he<C>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : wasn't going to stay but nodded when he said he was going to go now. She heard his departing words and nodded. "And the same back to you from me Sev...safe travels fox.." She said with a smile as she waited for a possible funny retort then his departure sticking her tongue back out at him. <e>
Şėvŕٍʼn : stepping back he smiled brightly at her, he thought she'd be just fine really. without notice his tail burst into purple flames that gave off no heat and no magical aura, only light. mauve eyes winked at her and his form burst into small purple embers and left behind only the flame where his tail had been which slowly faded from sight>
Şėvŕٍʼn : without leaving so much as a single dark grey fur or a speck of purple ash where he had been standing~
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : She sighed heavily and picked up her crown and gave it to one of the servants she passed by after leaving the dining area. "Please find something lighter.." She asked and the servant nodded taking it away quickly as she sighed heavily folding her arms around her form and heading into the main hall. Did she do right by discussing the <c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : situation? She really felt like she was going behind others backs now talking about these sort of things. She went to sit on her throne, sitting straight with her hands in her lap now looking around the main hall keeping to herself as they brought her another cup of tea to the throne. Some of the servants were looking to her and her strange <c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : behavior at the moment unsure of what to say to their New Queen. The new Queen was at a loss of words herself after the days events. <e>
₮ɏɭᾶɳ¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : Tylan had left his love asleep and he got dressed in his normal black leather armor with his knee high leather boots, the various daggers strapped hidden around his chest and arms, the sword at his hip, the bow and arrows on his back. Yes he was dressed and ready for whatever may come to pass. Leaving Samarah asleep on the bed he smiled at her[c]
₮ɏɭᾶɳ¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : watching the beautiful woman sleep a moment before exiting the room and locking the door behind him so the lady may have her privacy. Wandeirng down the halls he went to go check on his sister. They had a great time dancing last night and he had fun protecting her from most of the nobles pining for her affection, even punched one out last [c]
₮ɏɭᾶɳ¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : night and threw him out for attempting to get too handsy. Keeping it from his father and handling it himself for the time being since he saw him disappear with Nimena last night...figuring he was going to take her like he told him to take Samarah the first night he didn't want his father disturbed. Walking to the main hall to see if she had [c]
₮ɏɭᾶɳ¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : wandered there he saw her on the throne and walked up bowing his head for a moment smiling to her, but the smile quickly faded when he saw the look on her face, of grimace and discontent which bothered him a little as he spoke out. "Sister....you seem depressed. is there something I can help you with?" He was being the protective older [c]
₮ɏɭᾶɳ¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : brother and wanting to know who made her sad so he could knock the daylights out of them as he waited for her reply. [e]
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : Gisselle was distracted but it quickly broke when she heard her brothers voice. She blinked and shook her head. "No....unfortunately its not something that can be helped. " She said softly as she stood up from the throne, walked over and hugged him a moment before releasing him and looking up at him. She could talk to him right? About...<c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : earlier. "I did something foolish today..." She explained as she fidgeted with her fingers a moment looking down at them before speaking. "I saw something horrible on accident today.." She explained looking around to make sure no one was around before taking him into a dark room blowing out all the candles leaving just the window light and <c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : shutting the door before speaking out. "I have always just been able to go to Nimena's room and walk in since my mother was alive to talk to her about...well anything..." She explained to explain away early what was to come out of her mouth next as she looked down again and started to fidget with her fingers once more. " I walked in to talk <c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : to her about.....well I forgot what it was about...but I fell silent when I walked in.....there she was, covered in sweat.....passed out...unclothed......but....so...was father.....in the same condition..." She said as she stopped fidgeting for a moment and flailed her arms into the air and started to get into the defensive. "I didn't know he <c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : was there! I didn't want to see that! I didn't know she was naked! What was she doing naked!? What was he doing naked! What were they doing together ....Naked!!??" Her cheeks even in the dark were glowing like rudolph as she just wanted to scream right there. "I can't face him he'll kill me!!" <e>
₮ɏɭᾶɳ¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : Tylan when he was being lead to the side room he thought something serious had happened. That she was in serious trouble and afraid especially when she was blowing out the candles, hiding it from father had to have been a big deal. Though when she started explaining the events and ranting, he just stared at her, as if he didn't know what to <c>
₮ɏɭᾶɳ¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : [c]
₮ɏɭᾶɳ¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : and trying to calm himself from busting out in laughter. But when she asked what were they doing naked together. He couldn't help himself. He fell on the floor and just busted out in laughter holding his stomach laying on his side. He had tears in his eyes from laughing so hard and he could see the angered look on his sisters face and [c]
₮ɏɭᾶɳ¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : figured he better get up before she kicked him in the face, he seemed to have a natural talent for pissing women off as of late. "I...ehem....am not the qualified person unfortunately to give you the information on why two people would be in a private bedroom alone and naked...I would prefer to refer you to one of the ladies maids, perhaps ...[c]
₮ɏɭᾶɳ¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : I could refer you to my new lady friend Samarah on that subject.....in the....meantime....Father won't kill you for that... if he was still asleep he probably doesn't know....just...pretend it didn't happen unless...." He thought about it for a moment...he bet she didn't think about blowing out candles when she walked in there. "Ehm.........I [c]
₮ɏɭᾶɳ¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : got nothin..." He said running a hand through that red mane of his and sighed heavily his face about ten shades of red as he knew himself to be well endowed and he doubted she had first hand sight of the male anatomy.. "Seeing father...in such a compromising position...must have been......frightening for you...but the image will go away in [c]
₮ɏɭᾶɳ¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : time....just...try not to think about it..." What else could he say to her as he waited for her to speak, walk away or punch him in the face. [e]
وٍُكهɳ¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : starting to finally stir as the two of them had been in bed all day and not letting each other out of their sights. He yawned and glanced on over to where Nim still should be and smiled lightly as he then glanced around the room with a stretching of his slightly tightened up body. They had been more than once together and he was feeling it as he
وٍُكهɳ¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : was pretty damn sure she would be feeling it as well. Hearing his stomach growling while his body was feeling pretty... ichy and so he would try and arise from the bed to head for the bathing room to not only relieve himself but to clean up in a nice heated bath as well. Running his hands through that slightly shortened crimson mane, after meeting
وٍُكهɳ¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : up with a creature of immense power in the forests the other day... he would then have a few servants fix a tub of heated waters for a bath while he was in a robe and watching his beloved Nim sleep ~
¤Ɲiɱέɳᾶ¤ : The servants were fixing the waters and she awoke to the sounds of running water. They had an....extra carricular day to say the least. Her legs felt numb and felt like they would fold underneath her if she tried to stand upon them, the many positions she was in were things she wasn't used to but had a great time doing. If she was scared of <c>
¤Ɲiɱέɳᾶ¤ : love making before, that fear was certainly obliterated last night. She awoke her eyes first seeing Lucien smile at her. She smiled back and stretched in the bed before getting up. Her wings sprung forth from her back, pure white with gold tips on each and every feather as they wrapped around her naked form for comfort as she walked over to <c>
¤Ɲiɱέɳᾶ¤ : her beloved and kissed him on the lips ever so gently. Seeing the bath being drawn she smiled and spoke out. "Do you mind if I clean up with you?" She asked curiously. Then all of a sudden a fire imp leaped out of the fireplace bouncing a couple of times. She could hear squeaky giggles coming from the little creature, rolling around on the <c>
¤Ɲiɱέɳᾶ¤ : floor surpisingly not burning everything and pointing to the two of them. She blinked and stood up looking to Lucien speaking softly. "Were we watched by your little imps last night?" She asked curiously her cheeks going about ten shades red of embarrassment. <e>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : The new Queen wanted to pounce on Tylan right there and start beating him with her fists wildly till he stopped moving when he started laughing at her. She didn't understand. Couldn't he see how serious she was? She couldn't believe it. especially when he spoke of two people being naked together in the bed. "Aren't you suppose to do that <c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : when your married and not before? Thats what I always have been told, I know what it means when a man and a woman are naked together in bed I am not a dolt! I..." She wanted to say that her father wouldn't do such a thing is all. Neither would her brother right? Though by the way he was acting she started freaking out. "Dear god I am <c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : surrounded by deviants!!" She yelled out and started to run from the room. <e>
₮ɏɭᾶɳ¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : Tylan saw her trying to run and caught her instantly pulling her in a hug and sighing lightly pulling her to his chest speaking out.. "Little sister. You are not surrounded by deviants.." He said sighing heavily and decided he could explain a little bit. "I saw from the very beginning our father was in love with Nimena, when two people are in[c]
₮ɏɭᾶɳ¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : love....they...sometimes express that physically..." He was not going to go into details on the physical part what so ever as he continued on breaking the hug and holding her hands to get her to look at him speaking out. "Though I am glad to hear you are saving yourself for marriage as you should being in the position you are and I will make [c]
₮ɏɭᾶɳ¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : sure that no man unless it is the man you love and marry ever lays a hand on you as long as I breathe...but in Nimena and fathers case...they are very much consenting adults....and very much in love....they did nothing wrong and even though it is something you should not have seen...it just so happens that you did. Don't be afraid, even if [c]
₮ɏɭᾶɳ¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : father finds out and happens to be upset....I wont let him stay mad at you.." He said with a smirk as he gave her a kiss on her forehead and opened the door to let her back into the main hall. "Go to the gardens...have a cup of tea and relax...everything will be alright...you want me to come with you?" He asked her curiously since her [c]
₮ɏɭᾶɳ¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : aka their father was apparently still busy because he hadn't seen Lady Nimena around either. [e]
وٍُكهɳ¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : his smile brightened up even more while watching her move and then come over to him with her wings covering up what he liked to look at... very much. He leaned down slightly and kissed her lips lightly but with love laced within it. he then glanced on over to the imp and hissed towards it. The imp sobered up swiftly as it then just looked to
وٍُكهɳ¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : Lucien and they seemed to have a staring contest for quite a long few moments. He then blinked and groaned as he pinched the bridge of his nose. "Gisselle came to speak with you earlier only to find me here with you in your bed... so ah... we will probably have to talk with her after we get cleaned up and dressed." he chuckled softly for he had a
وٍُكهɳ¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : feeling he would have to do so at one point or other with both his children to let them know that obviously Nim and himself were... together. Eventualy the tub being filled up he would then take her hand and bring her with him while the robe slipped from his body and after stepping into the tub he would help her in and sit her onto his lap~ "Does
وٍُكهɳ¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : this answer your question?" smiling lightly and kissing her passionately~
¤Ɲiɱέɳᾶ¤ : Nimena looked to him in shock when she found out that Gisselle had found them in a ....most compromising position. "Oh dear..." She said softly to herself. She didn't know how much the girl understood of the birds and bees, though she had a feeling with as much as her mother bounced around she had somewhat of a good idea. Sighing lightly not<c>
¤Ɲiɱέɳᾶ¤ : knowing what else to say as Lucien walked her into the bathroom, when he started putting her into the tub she quickly retracted her wings back into her back. Those feathers getting wet would have gotten extremely heavy and she wouldn't have been able to fly anywhere for sometime. She willingly sat down on his lap and kissed him back <c>
¤Ɲiɱέɳᾶ¤ : passionately for a few moments and giggled when he asked if that answered her question. "Your so funny.." She said shaking her head as she got a cloth and turning so her chest was pretty much in his face as she reached around and started to scrub his back for him gently speaking out. "It would probably be best if...I talk to her...tis better <c>
¤Ɲiɱέɳᾶ¤ : if women talk to girls then men...I know she is your daughter, but....after I calm her of what she...saw...whatever she saw...then we can talk to her about.....us..." She thought that maybe the birds and the bees might come up which is why she felt she was better suited for the task. <e>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : She tried to pull away from him and run but he had her in such a tight grip she couldn't get away and they were in a dark room so no one was there to help. She closed her eyes as he started speaking to her about two people in love and she really didn't want to hear about that right now, she's already had a long day fearing the Sam situation may<c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : get out of hand due to her mouth. When it was over and he kissed her forehead and let her out telling her to go to the gardens she raised an eyebrow speaking out. "You may be my older brother but you don't get to tell me what to do.." She said with her hands on her hips looking as though she may stomp her foot at any moment. She sighed <c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : heavily, even though he shouldn't have told her what to do he was absolutely right, and she really didn't want to be alone right now. "Yes...come on...I don't...want to be alone..." She said in soft tones as she walked away to head to the garden area, the servants already knowing to bring tea outside, it was her favorite place to have tea...<c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : or it used to be since she was a child. <e>
₮ɏɭᾶɳ¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : Tylan could do nothing more then chuckle, in some ways his sister seemed to be a firecracker as well, either that or he needed to work on his speakings with women in every degree because it seemed like every female he has spoken to short of Nim has wanted to punch his lights out at some point, or worse like throw daggers and swords. He tries to[c]
₮ɏɭᾶɳ¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : be the nice guy, just sometimes he doesn't have the proper wording to be able to convey to females as to what he is actually trying to say rather it be a beautiful woman like Samarah or someone as simple as his beautiful sister Gisselle. Running a hand through his hair he started to follow her when she said she didn't wish to be alone and to [c]
₮ɏɭᾶɳ¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : not tell her what to do. It took every ounce of fiber in the poor boys being to not laugh out loud at her current demeanor. Boy did his father have his hands full before he came around. He could tell why some of the staff get so frustrated with her. She just needed patients, he could tell that she was naive about a lot of things in a lot of [c]
₮ɏɭᾶɳ¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : ways. He wondered before she met their father and himself if she was living life in a box as he escorted her to the garden area where he watched them serve her tea with a watchful eye making sure there were no herbal sedatives. [e]
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : Gisselle spent a lot of time with Tylan in the gardens last night. It was good that her brother was actually able to calm her down but she still hadn't seen her father or Nimena. Tylan had left her to go check on Samarah which made her kind of sad but she knew that he had to do what he had to do, her brother couldn't be with her all the time <c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : as much as the rest of her family for that matter. The servants had brought her a lighter crown of sorts, it was more like a head dress of silver and emeralds, where a dainty chain came across her forehead with a emerald in the center and the rest of the hair pieces with tiny emeralds and pearls strung through her hair. She wore a simple green<c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : and silver gown ..the silver part just a simple leafy design around the bodice and the rest of the gown made of a very fine silky material that went to the floor, long sleeved and scoop necked, very proper, simple and elegant. She looked like a true Queen not sitting in the throne at the moment, but in her favorite place besides the stables and<c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : horse riding. She was in the gardens having some tea. She had not seen her friend Kaien since the cabin where she was resting after breaking her ankle in the trappers pit, which was also one of the last days she had seen her father Sarkas. How she missed them both so much, if they were here she wouldn't be in the position she was in as she <c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : set her tea cup down and started to play with the ring on her finger left to her by Kaien. Her father Lucien was right, a Darastrix never ran from anything, but if she had the chance to, she would have run from this crown, because every person she has seen wear it has ended up dead or defeated. She feared she was next on the chopping block, <c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : which made it worse because she was the last heir to the throne. <e>
ǂKᴀɪᴇɴǂ : -Kaien had been a troubled soul since the last time he had spoken with Gisselle; between the guilt he harbored in having triggered that traumatic evening to the still lingering threat of this Queen gone rogue that they had on their hands. As such, Kaien had been flitting between his chambers in the castle proper and the road; in search of what <C>
ǂKᴀɪᴇɴǂ : other information he could track down about the twisted creature that claimed Arafina's visage. It would be on the return from one such journey that word of the recent, and rather sudden changes in Gisselle's life came to his attention, a change that now drew the elven male toward the gardens from his personal chambers. This travel would of <C>
ǂKᴀɪᴇɴǂ : course cause the ring she toyed with to thrum and build to that comfortable warmth that marked its pair's closer proximity, ultimately marking him as being within the gardens that surrounded her right before his voice rang out across the tranquil surrounds. They had met once since the night in the cabin, though with all of the changes that had <C>
ǂKᴀɪᴇɴǂ : occurred since then, it wouldn't be surprising if she had forgotten. "Such worry weighs on you, what is the problem, Princess?" Yes, the title was out of place as of recently, but no coronation would change what he viewed her as, so without the masses viewing; Princess would remain her title to him.-
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : How could she ever forget someone she had trusted so much and told so much to in her past? She let go of the ring surprised it worked as she looked up to see him stand there smiling warmly when he had called her princess. She preferred hearing that title compared to her current one, far less responsibility. "Other then the fact that I ended <c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : up missing you yet again....though I know you have your work to tend too, which is why I don't call as often as I should.." She explained as she offered the seat at the small table near her for him to sit on. If she could she would have hugged him right then and there she was very happy to see him, but with so many guards and her fathers Imp <c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : watching her every move, she didn't feel as that would be a wise decision. "I have been forced to sit on the throne...." She explained as she sighed heavily folding her hands in her lap. Since the night Sarkas had confessed that my mother was indeed still alive and plotting to kill me, he took off from the castle... no one knows where but no <c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : one has seen him since that night. Due to his absence the court felt that the throne should not be left unfilled and I am the only heir.." She explained.....she didn't quite explain the fact that after winter if Sarkas hadn't returned she would have to spend time finding a husband, but wouldn't have to rush as much as she would have if she <c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : hadn't of made her father Steward. "I have a feeling that I am to be next on the chopping block, everyone who has worn this crown as of recent has either vanished or perished. I am the last Ronorian/Xenoscient decendant..." She explained looking down to the ring and started to play with it again. <e>
ǂKᴀɪᴇɴǂ : "Oh, you flatter me. You should know well enough what they say of flattery, Princess..." His tone was a light, playfully chiding one as he crossed to the offered chair, even despite that light tone, his expression remained flat so that those guards looking on from a distance would only have the image of his normal behavior as a guardian around <C>
ǂKᴀɪᴇɴǂ : Gisselle. Settling down to the seat, he'd listen and nod to her words. "Quite the uncomfortable looking seat it is..." Served as his snap response to her remark of being forced to sit on the throne. "... I can see why it took being forced to do so." The remainder of her remark caused his brows to furrow and a slight tightening of his lips to <C>
ǂKᴀɪᴇɴǂ : complete the scowl he had to offer as response to such happenings. It was logical, of course, and the only logical course of action from that point was to attempt to ensure that the lineage continued... Which could only mean that she was leaving one thing out. "You know better than that. Already, you've had family you never knew you had come..."<C>
ǂKᴀɪᴇɴǂ : "... to your aid, and more friends and family still building in numbers to surround you. Have faith in them, as they do in you." Fingertips drummed lightly on the table top as he thought over a matter or two that had been gaining ground within his mind since their last encounter. "You know... You can call for me any time. If I'm not away..." <C>
ǂKᴀɪᴇɴǂ : "... from the castle, I will come in all haste."-
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : Gisselle nodded agreeing with him knowing that she did have a lot of friends and family on her side recently even some she had just met jumping in and vowing their allegiance to her without asking. She didn't know why so many had taken a shine to her but she wasn't going to discredit it by any means, she needed all the help she could get. She <c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : looked up to him finally stopping herself from playing with that ring after he said she could call upon him anytime....she wondered for a moment if it was for any reason as she spoke out quietly so that only he may hear. "You say I may call upon you at any time....my wonder is if its for any reason necessary.." She asked with a soft sigh <c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : before taking a sip of her tea there was silence for a few moments as she decided to choose her words carefully. He probably had an inkling of some sort that it was coming, or maybe he was oblivious she wasn't sure, but here goes nothing as she spoke in whisper. "There may come a time at some point in the near future if King Sarkas does not <c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : return and I am to remain on the throne that the court will push for me...to have a husband.." She explained as she pushed her embarrassing feelings down in the pit of her stomach as best as she could and just laid her cards out on the table..she had trusted him with her secrets before, here was another large one she had buried she was about to<c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : reveal. "If that time comes....I trust you more then any male I have come across in the past....I have shared my secrets with you when you were my official guardian...I trust you with my life and know you would never do anything to harm me nor let anyone else near me with that intent. I know possibly being by my side is an extremely large <c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : burden to bare but....if I ask you in the future to be by my side...at that capacity....would it be something you would consider?" She wasn't sure what the answer would be, if he would say no that wouldn't change their friendship in any way, for she knows that is an extreme amount of responsibility to be asking of someone, but if she had to be <c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : forced to be with someone, she wouldn't want to be with anyone else, there was no one else she trusted enough. <e>
ǂKᴀɪᴇɴǂ : "You mean other than that Her Majesty desires my presence?" His remark carried the prodding tone he used in prior times of using her title as Princess to tease the rather down-to-earth girl, now having an even more powerful title to use in such jest. Before she spoke again, he'd just shake his head and answer her question. "None needed. It..." <C>
ǂKᴀɪᴇɴǂ : "... is my duty as body guard, and more importantly; as your friend." Sure, there were more reasons that he was alright with being in her company beyond it being a comfort to her, but it was easier for him to explain it awya like that. Though, as she spoke, bringing light to the issue he knew she had danced around before; his expression shifted <C>
ǂKᴀɪᴇɴǂ : steadily from that flat mask he used to keep onlookers at bay to to one of shock as he realized where her thoughts were going. At first, his eyes simply widened through the mention of her trust being so heavily swayed in his direction, his mouth opening as if to offer response, but just hanging in place for a lingering moment until she finally <C>
ǂKᴀɪᴇɴǂ : posed the question he realized about half way through that she was working toward, and the blood flow in his face went all sorts of out of whack; simultaneously paling further than his normal tone of skin and taking a tone over his cheekbones gradually likening more to a ripe tomato than elven flesh. "I... uh... Heh..." Words didn't work in his <C>
ǂKᴀɪᴇɴǂ : head for a few moments, let alone make it to that fumbling tongue. She was asking him a hell of a question, skipping right past mention of having any interest of any variety in him and all the way into asking if he'd take her hand, if she was forced to offer it to -someone.- It kind of just shut things down for Kaien for a few moments while his <C>
ǂKᴀɪᴇɴǂ : mind recovered from the sudden system shock it had just been slapped with. Finally, the hand that had been drumming its fingertips on the table lifted to palm his face, dragging down from his features before he spoke, of course bringing some rather comical expressions and distortions of them on its way. "That is quite the request, Gisselle." <C>
ǂKᴀɪᴇɴǂ : His tone started off, more serious than he had maintained with her in some time. "I mean, that would come with title and responsibilities..." A shake of his head, and a distant look bled into his eyes for a moment before they turned to match hers, squinting ever so slightly. "Not to mention that I'd have to go out in public with you..." The <C>
ǂKᴀɪᴇɴǂ : joking tone filtered back in on that last remark, and continued. "... And heaven forbid, even pretend to enjoy your company." A mock shudder ran through him at the thought before he flashed a teasing smirk her direction, still withholding his answer for a moment, though he figured she'd know it well enough without his uttering. Hells, the method<C>
ǂKᴀɪᴇɴǂ : of answering his instincts screamed for him to give would have been many degrees of inappropriate for such a public venue, or any room with a lit flame in eyesight. Such sappy stuff was just embarassing to be seen by any other than its intended audience.-
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : She watched his reaction at first and was extremely worried deep inside herself knowing that it was quite the request she was making to him, not something she was oblivious to. She almost held her breath for a moment before he respond, it was quite the request for her to have the courage to say let alone such for him to take in. She had nodded<c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : breathing a little when he had stated that was quite the request. She looked down blushing quite profusely when he started speaking about the title, the responsibilities and being seen in public with her. Even the part of pretending to enjoy her company made her close her eyes and try to stop her cheeks from getting redder then they already <c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : were. Yet, something in her mind told her that she was a dolt and it was too soon to bring the possibility to the table. Then again it would be better to bring it to the table now as a potential possibility so he at least has the time to run away instead of waiting till the last minute and ask him if he would be by her side in merely a few <C>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : days or possibly a couple of weeks notice. It took her a long time to speak before she finally did not exactly looking at him yet still keeping her voice quiet so only he could hear. "I know it is quite the request and I am sorry for asking you ....to possibly step forward and take a title by my side..." She trailed off sighing heavily with <c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : her eyes closed still fidgeting with her fingers before continuing on. "I......you know what I am sorry this is wrong.." She said standing up and opening her eyes a moment to look to him. "These responsibilities are mine to bare ....I am born into this...I do not have a choice...but you do...I do not want to force this on anyone especially <c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : someone I care for as a close dear friend....forgive me and forget I asked....if I scared you away I completely understand..." She had felt like she completely embarrassed herself, she didn't understand what possessed herself to bring something like this to Kaien now, probably because she was trying to keep what she had left close to her, maybe<c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : it was because of the sparkles in her eyes everytime she saw him that she tried to hide because of how kind he had been and the way he treats her when he is around. But she didn't want to force someone she cared for into a position they didn't want to be in as she bowed her head to him and started to walk away from the table heading into the <c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : direction of the castle doing everything in her power to keep her whits about her. She was scared of being appointed to someone that was possibly a tyrant, or like Caratis or .....potentially worse. She was scared for many reasons, after all this is her second day as Queen. <e>
ǂKᴀɪᴇɴǂ : She spoke, and he listened, and hwen she began to recant her questioning, he sat forward, even shifted to get up from his seat as he felt his little tease being turned from the attempt at lightening her spirits into something far worse than he had intended. Silence was his response until she turned to walk away, stunned from the mixture of her <C>
ǂKᴀɪᴇɴǂ : request and how stupid his response was to give. She was putting a very serious, tenuous topic out there and he dashed it with an attempt at humor? A little growl slipped from Kaien's lips as he practically lept from his seat to pursue her retreating form, directing a rather piercing glare in the direction of the guard closest to the door along <C>
ǂKᴀɪᴇɴǂ : with a brief flick of the wrist as if demanding he busy his attention with the far side of the gardens from where Kaien would finally catch up to the Princess-turned-Queen. No hesitation would be afforded to check if the guard followed his hasty demand, or really to worry if anyone else was paying attention to that only slightly more secluded <C>
ǂKᴀɪᴇɴǂ : area near to the doorway back in to the castle. His left arm extended, its hand gently grasping her right elbow and giving a slight tug back his way as his voice rang out. "Gisselle, wait." No comedy, no sarcasm, just a sincere request. Granted, he had no idea where he was going to go from that point; he just knew he couldn't let her retreat <C>
ǂKᴀɪᴇɴǂ : into the castle still thinking he had given her an answer he hadn't. "You are right, that back there was wrong, but not in the way you think." If she would turn to face him, his eyes would seek to lock with her own. "I shouldn't have teased you like that, at least not until after I told you this..." A sigh was heaved, and his mind and heart <C>
ǂKᴀɪᴇɴǂ : silently braced for the ramifications. "I would not consider such a request, as there is nothing to consider in it at all. In any capacity, in so many ways, I would not hesitate to answer in the way I hoped you would know already, since you had the mind to ask." The hand that had gripped her arm quickly found itself at his side, a slight smile <C>
ǂKᴀɪᴇɴǂ : creeping back across his features as he sought to again restore her moods, this time without joking or teasing. "You're not the only one who finds light in the time we spend together, and as for the question you posed the other night?" A hint toward a time she may have forgotten, or dismissed as a dream, as she was rather inebriated when they <C>
ǂKᴀɪᴇɴǂ : had parted in the main hall that evening. Two fingers were held up, then the middle one coiled back into the fist only leaving the index finger extended long enough for him to lightly tap the tip of her nose. "This might be an appropriate moment, yeah?"-
ℒℴɾɗ ℬℓᶏͼƙɦℯᶏɾϮ had been once more, out in the forge, his tools ringing out against a few pieces of metal he had been working on. So far, it looked as though he were crafting a new weapon, this one much heavier, and a lot more sturdy for those of the nobility to use, but this was fine with him. As he worked, he took notice of the guards still on their patrol around the palace, though one of them seemed to be drawing near to him, her sword drawn, despite how worn it appeared. Thinking he was in trouble, he would halt c>
ℒℴɾɗ ℬℓᶏͼƙɦℯᶏɾϮ his work at once, and turn to face the armored female, his hands held behind his back. "I doubt I was causing any trouble, officer." He tilted his head, unsure of why one of the armed forces of Eladrin would come to him, and with their weapon drawn as well, though, perhaps there was something he had done, which he didn't even know about. "I assure you, if I am in trouble, I will go with you silently, and not cause a scene." He began with a smile. "That is, if your report is in fact true." He stated.
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : She thought for sure he was going to let her go retreat into the castle to be alone. She had gotten close to the doorway when she felt a tug at her arm bringing her backwards gently to bring her back to Kaien. Her eyes went wide for a second but didn't make a sound when she saw the seriousness in his face as he brought her back to tell her to <c>
وٍُكهɳ¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ Lessil : she had heard that there was a new smith for their weaponry and armor and with her weapon getting a bit... decrepit she thought she would go and speak with him. She had just come off from her patrolings and thought it the best time to show the weapon of choice and how damaged it had become over the years. She tilted her head of golden
وٍُكهɳ¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ wheat like coloring and smiled with her deep green eyes dancing in the settling of the lights in his forge. "No.. you are fine Smithy but I am coming with blade out for I wish to see if you will be able to make a new one for me. I have heard that there was a new smithy and I am hoping that perhaps..." she shrugged her small shoulders a bit... "Help
وٍُكهɳ¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ out with it?" asking as her voice was almost like that of a spring time evening wind.~
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : wait. He confirmed what she had said was wrong, but not in the way she thought confused her. She listed to him as she felt his hand move from her arm to her waist then touched her nose with his other hand, it brought a warm smile to her features as she placed a hand over the arm that as on her waist. "I am glad you found light in the time we <c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : She thought for sure he was going to let her go retreat into the castle to be alone. She had gotten close to the doorway when she felt a tug at her arm bringing her backwards gently to bring her back to Kaien. Her eyes went wide for a second but didn't make a sound when she saw the seriousness in his face as he brought her back to tell her to <c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : wait. He confirmed what she had said was wrong, but not in the way she thought confused her. She listed to him as her eyes now fixated on his speaking out in soft tones after he tapped her nose leaving her with a warm smile. "I am glad you see light in our time spent together.." She whole heartedly remembered what questions she posed to him <c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : the night she decided to partake in a little extra wine then usual, she took the extra sips in attempt to build up just a little extra courage to pose said question. She giggled after he tapped her nose the guards remaining at their posts in the gardens. Most of them if not all knew he was her guardian in the past and current friend. He was <c>
ℒℴɾɗ ℬℓᶏͼƙɦℯᶏɾϮ blinked a moment, as he indeed had been working on a new project for those of the Eladrin guard, though whether or not they would take well to this new design, he was uncertain of. He nodded, and turned about, to perform the final few strikes to its gilded hilt, the pommel and guard both sporting a rich, almost polished ruby as their main sources of balance. He would very carefully get the tongs, and quench it in his trough of water beside his work area, the sizzling blade, and brilliant gems now c>
ℒℴɾɗ ℬℓᶏͼƙɦℯᶏɾϮ almost shining in the late afternoon rays, the man now revealing this new weapon to her with a nod. "I believe this can answer that question far better than I can, officer." He chuckled, before he explained what it was. "Two and a half feet from pommel to tip, its blade crafted from star fire, and Celestial steel, making it even stronger than adamantine in durability." He began, as he continued on with his thoughts. "Its hilt and hand guard are a combination of adamantine, and brushed gold for a more c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : well known for beating the ever living daylights out of the idiot Caratis who sneaked into her chambers when she was a princess. She smiled to him and nodded when he asked if this was the appropriate time in a seemingly much better mood then she was when she walked away smiling warmly. "Aye...it is...." She said as she leaned up placing a <c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : quick peck on his cheek. <e>
ℒℴɾɗ ℬℓᶏͼƙɦℯᶏɾϮ regal look, along with with more balance, and less weight." He would then present the weapon to her in his both hands. "Along its blade are runes of Elven magic, their spell being a Mark of Justice." He chuckled. "If you strike an evil being with this, and activate its runes, they will be marked with the spell, and must comply with the task given, or you have full rights, to destroy them as you see fit." He informed her, before he lowered his head, in respect for her, should the guard accept his gift.
وٍُكهɳ¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : Lessil : would tilt her head as she watched him and what he was doing. Sure she knew how to use certain weapons but to make them? that was just beyond her capabilities to do but she could appreciate the great craftmanship that this man obviously had. She would take the weapon as if it were going to burn her but while listening to his words she then
وٍُكهɳ¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : put it to the edge so that she would look down it and note that it not only weighed a bit lighter then her old one but it was very straight and she could not see any blemishes within the workmanship of it. "My goodness this is a magnificant blade but I am sure that the estate would not be able for a lowly guard such as myself to afford such a
ǂKᴀɪᴇɴǂ : -Her return to a smile brought one of his own to his lips, her response only causing his to spread a little further than the ordinary smiles he cast in her presence. "There's the demeanor more suited for you." Nodding once to himself, his attention turned briefly to the guard nearby before again focusing on her just as that brush of her lips <C>
وٍُكهɳ¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : blade... I mean... it would be wonderful to have and such but..." she sighes softly and after doing a bit of movements with it she would hesitantly start to then hand it back to Damien.~
ǂKᴀɪᴇɴǂ : graced his cheek, drawing the blush right back to them for a moment before he returned the gesture and moved past her toward the door back into the castle, casually drawing it open and motioning for her to lead the way inside, if she so wished with a faint flourish. "My Queen." His tone carried affection which reflected in his motions, and the <C>
ǂKᴀɪᴇɴǂ : slight spark to his eye. It was apparent that he was more than just a little nervous to be speaking of such things in clear view and earshot of so many. One never knew who would use such information against you, after all.-
ھėvàٍʼn : he wasnt easy navigating a new city, luckily he'd found a map at something akin to a visitors center...mostly reserved for merchants to drop their goods they had little issue with making a copy and sending the fox on his way with a map of locations for food, shelter, and goods. though favoritism always played a part and the map only had>
ھėvàٍʼn : listed locations of shops within a merchants guild or friends, it limited his choices but there was always something new to discover! looking down at the map with ears lifted tall he walked around people without looking at them and let his ears do the seeing for him. following the map to a recommended blacksmith, he didnt have much need in the>
ℒℴɾɗ ℬℓᶏͼƙɦℯᶏɾϮ merely chuckled a little, when she praised his work, the man now straightening in his posture as he pushed her hands back towards her. "This one is free for your use, as I can see by your old one, it no longer has the strength it once had." He began, before offering his hands out for her old blade. "In fact, may I?" He asked, his intention clear of wanting this weapon, but what he would do with such a worn out thing was beyond most of the imagination of most of the citizens. "I can likely make this c>
ℒℴɾɗ ℬℓᶏͼƙɦℯᶏɾϮ into a more useful trinket, or perhaps even a piece of jewelry for the nobles in the castle." He admitted, the concept of re-using old items likely being foreign to this realm, though, in his own lands, it was not just a practice, but it had become a law, that any metals, or plastics were to become something else. "I promise I will not cause any more damage to it, and will even let the entire land know that it was once your old treasure." He remarked with a sincere nod of his head. He enjoyed this job.
ھėvàٍʼn : way of a weapon he couldnt use but if he ever wanted to learn he'd have to pick one or two up...or a dozen...finding said blacksmith he let himself in and looked about for shop keep, or smith, or if they were one in the same that was just as well. tails swishing about behind him as he closed the door behind him~
وٍُكهɳ¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ Lessil : she paused in his words and looked very surprised indeed by them. she looked as if she wanted to say something but she just handed him her old sword while then putting her new one into her sheath. "I.. will tell the others for there are more of us that need better weaponry and or... improved ones." she smiled with a blushing and licking of
وٍُكهɳ¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ her lips for she was not really sure what to say but... "Thank you Sir black smith. I am Lessil, by the way." ~
ℒℴɾɗ ℬℓᶏͼƙɦℯᶏɾϮ heard the door to the forge area close with a light click, though he would not look at his new visitor for now. Word seemed to have traveled fast about his skill in the forge, so he would merely hold up his left hand, signaling with just his index finger upward. "I will be with you in just a moment." He informed his newest company, the man now taking the lady's old blade, and carefully laid it down, among many other projects to still be completed. "You're most welcome. Damien's the name." He informed.
ھėvàٍʼn : ears went back and he smiled softly "take your time, ill just browse for the moment" bending slightly at the hips apologetically for taking the smiths attention off his current customer he held his hands to his front and walked about the shop here and there to look at anything that seemed like a good fit for him...not that he really had an>
ھėvàٍʼn : idea as to what he was really looking for. ears catching the name he minded his own business but did look over at the two to see who was talking, if he knew them, and just generally being nosy from a distance~
وٍُكهɳ¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ Lessil : nodding her head to the male... "A great honor to know you Sir Damien and I will be happy to tell the others of your work... even show them it as well." she smiled a bit while then seeing that he had another customer and to be fair not to take up a lot of his time she then nodded to the other only to look back to Damien once more. "I am
وٍُكهɳ¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ indebted to you for such a lovely piece and I shall carry it with pride in my heart, Sir Damien." putting her right hand just a bit under her small left breast in a salute and then turning around to leave so that he could go see his next customer.~
ℒℴɾɗ ℬℓᶏͼƙɦℯᶏɾϮ felt the air rush by him as though another creature were passing by him, the man still focused on the guard for now. "What honor would a mere forge smith like me bring you?" He inquired with a second lowering of his head. Granted he was a deity to some, but here, he was just a simple craftsman, and a smith of weapons, armor, and various other metal items. "I thank you very much for your praise, and I hope to see the others visiting soon." He would walk her towards the door as she left his shop behind.
ھėvàٍʼn : plain and simple to some oddly shaped weapons were interesting and some just confusing to him as to how they were suppose to work but then he came to a special display of swords and his eyes lit up in wonder. he bent at the hip in a full blown bow to almost press his nose to the sword on display. each one its own master piece and each>
ھėvàٍʼn : sporting its own flare unlike the one next to it, yet strangely it felt like each belonged to the set...how ingenious! the smith could probably sell the entire set at full price and claim easily it was a bargain. his eyes felt like they knew as if some were based off an element, others maybe a season of the year...or both! his tail swayed here and>
ھėvàٍʼn : there with the embers from its tip floating upwards like snow in the reverse. looking back to the smith and his current guest he looked past them and to something of a metal crest on the wall..perhaps a clan crest? a symbol of the mans faith? standing back from the display of swords he tilted his head down a bit sadly, he wanted one for the fact>
ھėvàٍʼn : they were beautiful but knew they would be wasted on him. tearing himself away from them he watched the smith guide his guest from the shop with the usual fond farewells, it sounded like he was just getting started...with work like these he doubted the shop would be empty of patrons for much longer. when the smith was ready...Damien as he thought>
ھėvàٍʼn : the man was named he waited by the work space politly and stared at a strange hourglass that didnt seem to tell time...the sand was stuck floating about! what a wonderful place he'd found...no wonder it was on the map!~
·Izzy· : -Izzy didn't tend to use weapons, or at the very least didn't seem to carry them around openly. And armour? The very idea was abhorrant to her. 'Nothing but a big shiny target that slows you down', as she had once stated. So just why she was drawn to the smith was anybody's guess. ...Well, okay, she was returning something she'd 'borrowed' when c>
·Izzy· : helping move some things back to the training rooms. Something about her losing a bet and being 'an ideal packhorse' as said by the good for nothing dandelion-muncher who she'd later on beaten soundly in a drinking competition. Even in such a noble place, Izzy could drag a little of the uncouth wherever she went. It was an artform, and one that c>
·Izzy· : clung to her contradictory natures. A fingerless gloved hand pushed the door open and managed to weave between Damien and whoever it was who was leaving, though she was already distracted by the warmth. From the outside, Izzy seemed to have a fascination with fire. To those who truly knew her, it was far more than that. She seemed to entirely c>
·Izzy· : ignore everybody, drawn immediately to the source of the warmth, an almost loving look in silvery eyes as one fingerless gloved hand reached into her long and sleeveless black leather coat, pulling the file out and muttering "This was in a crate..." almost dreamily. As soon as she'd warmed up, she'd no doubt be amazed by her surroundings, but c>
·Izzy· : right now? That was all secondary to her. "...Oh, hi." ...Greetings were better late than never, right?-
ℒℴɾɗ ℬℓᶏͼƙɦℯᶏɾϮ kept his violet gaze on this new visitor to the forge, watching as they were browsing about, even giving a much closer look to his selection of weaponry, specifically those from the faerie set, but he remained silent for the most part. It was when the visitor caught their eyes on the hourglass, that he would speak up. "If you wish to handle that, do be cautious." He instructed with a smirk. "The sand tells the length of my life, rather than the time of day." He informed his guest, his violet gaze now c>
ℒℴɾɗ ℬℓᶏͼƙɦℯᶏɾϮ settling on the trough beside him, and started work on one of his other projects, this one in particular, showing lines of rich, crimson red braided almost, in the black onyx blade. "What would you like this evening?" He began, uncertain as to the gender of this visitor, so he would use a more universal word, to show his greeting. "Friend?" He chuckled, his hammer ringing out like church bells against the weapon he was now starting his work on. "Anything you like?" He inquired with a knowing smirk.
ھėvàٍʼn : glancing back to the smith as he went to his work, admirable to say the least. interlacing his finger behind his back and keeping his arms straight he watched the man work and paid attention to the hour glass she spoke of. he had no idea such things existed, to know the span of your own life? "what a terrible burden" he spoke quietly and looked>
ھėvàٍʼn : back to Damien. "i would find that horrible..." he smiled softly at the man and shrugged a bit, he wondered if the man was just as well at peace with that truth as any other truth. thankfully it was down to business "im looking for a dagger, maybe several of them" ears going back and noticing Izzy...how did he not hear her come in? looking back to>
ھėvàٍʼn : Damien. "i do see several items i like" lifting a finger and pointing at the display the fantastic weaponry he couldnt word. "those are breath taking...i wonder if you are willing to accept custom work?" he hoped, the man had exceptional skill at various style and design. it had been many months since he had found anyone he was interested in>
ھėvàٍʼn : forging a design he had found and dug up in that old library~
·Izzy· : -Blinking several times, the blue-haired little act of walking violence shook off her mini-trance, flipping the file around and looking at it before glancing up to the other two and offering a smile, before absently going back to looking at the fire, placing the file down with other similar ones as she moved closer to the flame. Almost c>.
·Izzy· : dangerously close, as though she expected it to start whispering something. She had told Nimena in the past about the 'call' flame had to her. The hotter, the better. Thanks to her nature, Izzy was at no risk of burning herself, but even so. It looked unnerving for those who didn't know of her nature. No worries there from Damien, though. He had c>
·Izzy· : figured out something of her nature when they'd first met, but was far from knowing the whole truth. She'd caught the conversation about the hourglass, and didn't turn to look at Sevron when she spoke nonchalantly. "A burden...Or a gift, depending on how you look at it. You always know precisely how long you have to finish your work." There was c>
·Izzy· : a pause. "...Whatever that might be." Damien had been subjected to Izzy's rather pragmatic view of the world before, so this probably wasn't a shocking thing to hear from her. "For the record? Don't go outside. It's glacial." Okay, it wasn't THAT bad. But winter and Izzy were arch-enemies. Exaggeration was par for the course, if only for humour.-
ℒℴɾɗ ℬℓᶏͼƙɦℯᶏɾϮ shook his head a little bit, as he watched yet one more visitor enter in, this one being a female, and seeking warmth it seemed, from the chill of the winter breeze. "Salutations to you as well, Izzy." He smiled, before his eyes then settled on the vulpine creature still taking a look around. "Not really, as I enjoy seeing the swirling colors of the sand inside it." He began, before he nodded his head. "Ah yes, my faerie set." He informed the creature. "That one was a rather popular request, but when c>
ℒℴɾɗ ℬℓᶏͼƙɦℯᶏɾϮ this realm was threatened with the assassination of its previous queen, a lot of the civilians left, afraid they would be next." He informed, casually nodding his head as he worked. "I find that whole thing silly of course, but these Elves are a lot more sensitive to that sort of thing, as well as a lot more serious if they're afraid of something." He would then get his tongs, and quench this newly forged item in the water trough. "Depends on what it is you want me to make for you, friend." He stated.
ھėvàٍʼn : looking to Izzy and her words, she was right, it really did depend on how you looked at it...it may be nice to look at the hourglass when you woke up and know that you were going to survive the day...what a comforting thought! though his ears stayed back and he felt a bit uneasy with the woman sitting so close to the fire, he trusted she knew>
ھėvàٍʼn : what she was doing but he had a look that someone had when nails were raked over a chalkboard when he looked at her...so he looked away. setting down his canvas sack he knelt down and rummaged through it a bit with a larger smile on his face, the man seemed halfway interested so there was no reason why he couldnt at least show off the design and>
ھėvàٍʼn : see what the man had to say! lifting a small folded parchment from the bag he stood and pulled from it a general design shape and blueprint from the parchement that was inked onto a length of fabric. "if your willing to make this ill order as many as a dozen provided i can afford that number of" biting his lip, it probably wasnt going to be cheap>
ھėvàٍʼn : but he had some leftover funds from his work as blood-pimp~
·Izzy· : -"You're cheery. Should I be scared?" The draconic side of Izzy was strong. While her nature seemed to be very much aligned with justice and 'good' as a whole, and while she practically burned with a kind of light to those who could see it, her personality was very much draconic at times. She could be sarcastic, sardonic, often come across as c>
·Izzy· : either aloof or arrogant, and she was bloody stubborn, but then they all made up part of who she was. Right now, that deadpan nature was showing through, though very much in good nature. She glanced up at a greatsword from where she was kneeling, momentarily transfixed on the workmanship before looking to the quench tank as it hissed. That sound c>
·Izzy· : brought back many happy memories for Izzy, and a smile uncontrollably crossed her face. Back in the Citadel as a child, she'd often find her way to the forges. Even then she was a little bundle of chaos. And then she saw Sevron's expression, the smile crossing into a smirk. Like it was nothing, one hand reached through the flame and picked up c>
·Izzy· : one of the coals, pulling it back and looking at the radiating whiting of the pad of her glove before letting her other hand close around it too, as if simply using it to warm her hands. "...Yeah. You'd better believe this has made things strange in the past. There I was, tied to a stake like an idiot..." She gave a songlike "Awkwaaard." with a c>
·Izzy· : grin crossing her face. She must have been in a good mood.-
ℒℴɾɗ ℬℓᶏͼƙɦℯᶏɾϮ had once more shook his head, when he turned his attention back onto the female. "Not at all, Izzy." He laughed a little at this point. "That is, unless you find there a reason to be afraid, when a forge smith enjoys their work." He ensured for her, as this job did seem to fit well with the young looking, raven haired man behind the anvil. It was here, when she reached out, and took one of the burning embers in her hand, the darkness merely laughing at this. "I can always get more of those, so you're c>
ℒℴɾɗ ℬℓᶏͼƙɦℯᶏɾϮ more than welcome to take a few to keep with you, little one." He assured the woman. "Not too many though. I still need what I have, to make this kid his request." He informed her as he now picked up a large piece of black onyx, and set it onto the sheep skin covered anvil. "I'll see what I can do for you, but I'll give you the finished item, when I'm done." He informed with a smirk. "This way, you get to see it, and test it out, to see if that's indeed what you want." He would then set to work on c>
ℒℴɾɗ ℬℓᶏͼƙɦℯᶏɾϮ the weapon, keeping the book by him, sitting on the top of his hourglass, so he could see it, and make the necessary design to it, and even make it more suited to his buying customer. Waving his hand, he would then gesture them both to a seating area, one just next to his fire pit, and the other just off to the side of that, should they wish to wait inside. Several hammers, and clangs, as well as several hisses of steam later, and the man gestured for the vulpine to take a look at his work.
ھėvàٍʼn : looking back over to Izzy holding a hot coal he would have paled if his dark grey fur didnt keep his color for him. the skip in his heart made him gasp a moment before he could tell Izzy was enjoying herself and his responses and he looked away, he wasnt going to feed her amusement anymore! looking back to Damien "kid?" standing a bit taller>
ھėvàٍʼn : "ill have you know i am a fox, good sir" lifting his chin a bit he turned and went to the waiting area as instructed and let that sink in. kid...pthh. crossing his arms as he sat and crossed his legs at the thigh. he settled in for what he expected to take hours, maybe he should come back in the morning? he waited several minutes before figureing>
ھėvàٍʼn : that sitting there was just rude and resigned to come back and when he had made that choice he looked to see Damien already motioning him over to take a look. he hesitated. "your not...done already are you?" taking several steps forward and then stopping several steps away still. so very curious but not at all wanting to get in the way~
·Izzy· : -An eyebrow raised as a now quite happily warm-handed Izzy dropped the ember back into the fire, brushing off the residue from her gloves on her long black coat. "You know me. I'm suspicious whenever -anybody- except me is happy." She paused for a moment. "Actually, I don't trust me when I'm happy." Okay. Yep. She was definitely in a good mood. c>
·Izzy· : That in itself was rather worrying, but again. A forge to her was like an open bar to a drunk. One hand moved to her waist, resting lightly on the dark brown leather covered, brass-clasped book that was attached to it, while the other reached out to lightly run across a blade in a rack. "Look at the hourglass, Sevron. He's older than dirt. He c>
·Izzy· : has every right to call the night sky 'kid'." A grin was beamed towards Damien before she turned back to the weapon she was momentarily interested in for some reason or another. Probably the engravings on it for whatever reason. She was often jokey like this, and for some reason felt that she could trust the smith from the first time they'd met, c>
·Izzy· : well, after the moment of tension after he'd offhandedly mentioned her draconic nature. Of course, if one could see the truth of things, Izzy was far older than she looked, too. Even if much of that was time spent in a borderplane where time flowed differently, she was very much a being out of place.-
ℒℴɾɗ ℬℓᶏͼƙɦℯᶏɾϮ listened to what the two of them had been saying to one another, merely laughing as they interacted, the darkness still keeping his focus on his work. He had been hammering a smaller chunk from the onyx stone, and was carefully following the book's design, his own flash, and flair added in. A few quenches in the water trough had the weapon shining, but he then added a layer of silver colored dust to it, and soaked it in the flames, before he then dipped it into a sand casing, this casing consisting c>
ℒℴɾɗ ℬℓᶏͼƙɦℯᶏɾϮ of liquid adamantine, coating the blade of this weapon in it entirely. Taking his tongs, he would then use them to set the blade once more into the fire pit, its flames sparking straight upward, as he moved it around, to ensure an even covering, the man now quenching its serrated form one last time, before he presented it to the vulpine creature. "Hopefully this is to your liking there, foxy." He chuckled, the weapon now glinting with a brilliant blade of blue green hue. "First is free, if you like it."
ھėvàٍʼn : ears quirked about at odd angles, older than dirt? he felt like he had been very disrespectful now. looking back to Izzy to see if she was playing tricks on him...but it didnt seem to be the case and he looked back to Damien looking down a bit and wringing his belt in tight hands that were now unsure what to say or do so instead he finished going>
ھėvàٍʼn : to the man as instructed and watched with ears laid flat and eyes wide as he watched the methods involved in ways he didnt understand, why water? what was that metal? what was it black? why did it change colors? why coat it? all faith placed into a man he didnt know to make a weapon that he had to put all faith into. his mind reeled a moment and>
ھėvàٍʼn : he brought himself to focus on it as it was offered to him. "f-free??" looking up at Damien with wide eyes, hand slipping around the blades grip gently and pulling it away softly. it was lighter than he expected! mouth open he turned the still warm blade over and bit his lip looking up at the man "you need to be paid for it...i cant just...>
ھėvàٍʼn : take it!" looking about for something...anything as an excuse to pay the man!~
·Izzy· : -Izzy gave an almost-fanged grin once more at the expression on Sevron's face. -He- was the one being disrespectful?! Frankly, that would be ridiculous. Izzy wouldn't stand for somebody taking her job! Rolling her shoulders a couple of times with a rather audible couple of pops, closely followed by her neck, she reached to pick up the large c>
·Izzy· : blade in one gloved hand, holding it out like it was made of something lightweight like wood and looking down the edge as though expecting to see something, before giving a thoughtful '...Hmm.' to herself and putting it back where she found it carefully. "See, while I like blades, they're great until the moment you don't have them. Making them c>
·Izzy· : is almost meditative, but actually using them always felt somehow...Uncomfortable for me. No idea why. I do love how every weapon has its own personality though..." She was absolutely like a kid in a candy store right now. Something highly unusual for her to ever be this expressive. Silver eyes turned to Sevron. "If you won't take it for free?" c>
·Izzy· : Her eyes flitted to Damien, before looking back. "Why not consider its price added to the next ones you get? I mean, from what I've heard you've not negotiated a price, so you'd be none the wiser. Meaning that technically it's NOT free..." Was that...Diplomacy? From Izzy? Okay, this was wrong. Where was the real her?!-
ℒℴɾɗ ℬℓᶏͼƙɦℯᶏɾϮ almost found his self laughing even harder when the creature's face lit up with delight, the smith now proud that his work was enjoyed by so many. "Well, I suppose I could let it go for two thousand gold for a set of six, if you're that insistent on paying me." He admitted, scratching the back of his head, as he picked up the chunk of onyx again, and repeated the same process as he did with the first one, five more being now taken out of the quenching trough, and displayed out for the creature. It c>
ℒℴɾɗ ℬℓᶏͼƙɦℯᶏɾϮ was then here, where the female offered her suggestion, and another slight smirk crossed his face. In a way, he really did hope that someone would catch on to this old rogue trick, though he never thought that he would be the one it was used on. "Looks like you know of that old trick as well Izzy." He chuckled. "I must say, that it feels refreshing now, seeing that tactic in action on one such as myself." He admitted. "Never thought I'd get to see it used, or even if any others knew of it, besides me."
ھėvàٍʼn : tail swishing about, the gold rings adorning the tail reflecting the light of the burning pit in which the blade had been forged for him. he smiled softly and looked back to Izzy "im looking forward to knowing what i like and what i dont like in terms of weapons" turning the dagger over and smileing at it...it turned out better than the picture>
ھėvàٍʼn : did justice...maybe it was just the skill that went into it. "until then...every weapon feels is uncomfortable" laughing softly and lifting his head between the two of them with ears flicking about as they exchanged their words. he was good with numbers, he could balance a book and he could give out the pay and benefits to the specifications>
ھėvàٍʼn : of expectations...but he didnt have a mind for the level of tricky merchant tricks they spoke of. it was a terrible thought to him as he wondered how often he'd been taken to the cleaners for all the free stuff he'd been given! no wonder he was so broke! exhaling hard he shook his head and only smiled, ahh well...that was the world he supposed>
ھėvàٍʼn : he lived in. he nodded at the price, it wasnt bad considering it was custom work, spur the moment, and with materials he'd never seen before. "if i buy in bulk could you give me a set of twelve for four-thousand?" he wanted to vomit at the idea of spending that much money on the blades...but he wanted them~
ℒℴɾɗ ℬℓᶏͼƙɦℯᶏɾϮ nodded once the creature had given him another price for his work, this time a reasonable amount, since he did state what he felt they would be worth earlier on. "For these six, would you like them the same, or different design?" He inquired. Normally, it wouldn't take him very long to create his designs, and for a dagger, it would roughly be about the same price, unless he added spells and such, or special effects to them. These, he felt, would be just a set of durable, but artful weapons for combat.
ھėvàٍʼn : looking at the blade in his hands "im not very good with them yet" biting his lip as he thought "it might be hard to use them if some of them arnt the same as the others" lifting the blade he was given back to Damien to look at "all of them like this one...everything the same" looking at the blade in his hands "ive heard some skilled smiths can>
ھėvàٍʼn : enchant weapons...are you able?" maybe that wasnt a good question...he was already four-thousand in the hole for the set. "like...something that keeps people from healing?" lifting his eyes to Damien "if you can...how much does it cost? how many can you put on them?" at this rate the man was going to end up owning him! "do you....offer payment>
ھėvàٍʼn : plans?" he gave a somewhat sheepish smile up at the man...hopeing this question didnt exclude him from service...the last thing he wanted was to be looked down on like some broke beggar looking for hand outs...he didnt want to insult the man like he had 'layaway avalable' like some run down shops he'd bought from before.~
ℒℴɾɗ ℬℓᶏͼƙɦℯᶏɾϮ gestured his hand over towards another display, where this time, there was a rather unique looking weapon, in that while it was indeed long, sanding at roughly four feet from its pommel to its tip, its blade was curved in a way that it looked almost serpentine. "The one you see now, not only holds the element of water at its command, but it also siphons the souls from a dead victim, if activated." He began, though he gestured towards yet a second weapon he'd made, this one showing a rather plain c>
ℒℴɾɗ ℬℓᶏͼƙɦℯᶏɾϮ design to it, though its hilt, and its hand guard were depicting the rays of the sun, as well as the sun's image in the center of the guard. "This one here has a permanent spell of Daylight set on it, so that my shop can be lit without the use of candles, or even bulb lights." He informed the creature, this time listening as he spoke once more. "It would sadly cost a lot more to have a spell, or an added effect on these, so when you get more gold, you can add them." He informed the vulpine as he worked
ℒℴɾɗ ℬℓᶏͼƙɦℯᶏɾϮ on the rest of the serrated daggers, the darkness now turning his attention off his work, as he thought about other methods. "Well, aside of gold, gems, and artifacts, I suppose you could get away with being my assistant in the forge here, until you worked off what you owe." He nodded, the man now carefully setting each weapon into the forging fire again, turning them so they coated evenly, and provided a nice aesthetic for when they were used. "How would you like to pay for these, friend?"
ھėvàٍʼn : he liked the serpentine looking blade, it had a flair to it that he melted over, in fact he was fairly upset he hadnt seen it before. going to the display he rested hand softly upon it and stared in awe at it. ears laying back, yes...he was in love now. "mmm...a shame, ill have to get enchantments later" hands running down the display "but i know>
ھėvàٍʼn : where to come for them now...youve done nothing but impress Damien" eyes rolling over the blade and blinking so very slowly, he was going to own this sword...or something close to it...he knew that now. "i can pay a down-payment of nine-teen hundred, i have a silver dagger i can trade, a bottle of Wormwood" looking over his shoulder at Damien>
ھėvàٍʼn : through long hair "i am skilled at message, book keeping, house keeping" looking back to the sword a moment longer before pulling himself away from it. "and im happy to trade for sex as well" this was stated as a matter of fact, it wasnt a thing he consitered taboo. bowing slightly at the hips towards Damien "im willing to pay all in gold if>
ھėvàٍʼn : nothing i can offer in trade is substantial enough for your liking"~
ℒℴɾɗ ℬℓᶏͼƙɦℯᶏɾϮ listened to what this creature had to say, before he saw their reaction towards the serpentine weapon, an almost dry smirk now crossing his face as he worked on the rest of the weapons. "That beauty there costs almost twelve grand, even for you buddy." He began, before explaining the reason for it. "Not just how it looks, but also for the materials I used to forge it, how long it took me to work out the details, as well as set the spells in the right places." He informed the vulpine, before once more c>
ℒℴɾɗ ℬℓᶏͼƙɦℯᶏɾϮ turning his attention onto the six, newly quenched weapons. "I would like to see this weapon of yours" He stated for the creature. "I ask for it, so I can determine if it's even worth using to trade off in the future." He remarked. "If it's not very good, I can likely use it, to make something else from it, such as a lantern box, or perhaps a piece of jewelry for the nobles here." He listened once more as to the forms of payment. "I will tell you right now, that I don't consider sexual acts important."
ھėvàٍʼn : lifting his ears he only smiled as the options were wittled down and compromises were set and he only nodded in total agreement. opening an empty hand he flicked his hand up once, then twice and on the third there was a silver dagger in his hand. it was sleek and it was quick, something for deep damage, piercing attack rather than slashing>
ھėvàٍʼn : somthing to strike deep and run away, letting the damage do its own work which would have been deep tissue bleed out. it was still brand new and shined brightly "it was a gift, but for what your offering i am more than happy to trade for it" offering the dagger to Damien. "im more thn happy to work off my debt or allow you to keep the blades until>
ھėvàٍʼn : i can pay completely...these are your own weapons..i will submit to your own choice on how i receive them"~
ℒℴɾɗ ℬℓᶏͼƙɦℯᶏɾϮ blinked slightly, in a feigned surprise when the weapon was revealed, a slow, but sincere clap of his hands as his approval. "It would seem that you and I share many of the same skills, when it comes to combat." He cryptically remarked with a nod. "Regardless though, I will see just how well this dagger performs." It was here, when the man would take the dagger, and in a brief spinning motion, would plant the weapon into his hand, the weapon's tip penetrating deep into his flesh, though if there were c>
ℒℴɾɗ ℬℓᶏͼƙɦℯᶏɾϮ added effects to this weapon, he would soon find out, the man now wincing a lot, as he pushed the dagger in more, allowing in to exit the other side of his hand, before he would grimace at the vulpine creature. "I would rather test out new weapons, and artifacts on myself." He choked out, between coughing up bits of black liquid. "This way, I can see if they are cursed, or if they have an effect added, that causes them to backfire on the ones using them." He nodded, breathing heavily while he waited.
ھėvàٍʼn : smileing happily as the man took his dagger, he didnt understand what skills they shared but he was glad for the complement regaurdless. following the dagger up with an innocent look and then the look turned to horror and both hands went to his cheeks and he shrieked in total surprize hands going out to the man to help him right when the blade>
ھėvàٍʼn : came out the other side of the hand! "oh gods stop stop stop!" both hands taking the hand that held the dagger and pulling as best he could to get the dagger out of the mans hand! then the man coughed up something! oh he was DIEING. his hair lifted on end and he shook, the tip of his tail bursting into flames as he worked to help the dagger>
ھėvàٍʼn : out of the mans hand. "ill help! just stop! ill get it!" one hand slapping the mans hand that held the dagger away, slapping it away like it was the source of all torment!~
ℒℴɾɗ ℬℓᶏͼƙɦℯᶏɾϮ finally relaxed his self again, as the weapon was retrieved, the bits of black residue now sizzling on the tip of it, as the vulpine pulled it out. Thankfully for him though, there were no side effects, or other dangerous attributes to this peculiar weapon, so he then lowered his body, his hand dipping into the water trough next to his work area. "Like I said, kid." He coughed, chuckling a little, as he did, though it was here when his violet gaze shifted to the hourglass. "You and I seem to share a c>
ℒℴɾɗ ℬℓᶏͼƙɦℯᶏɾϮ few of the same skills." He admitted, the blood on the dagger now completely gone from view, due to it had evaporated into the air. His hand however, was still soaking in the trough, though the sands in the hourglass still gave the impression they were suspended in time. "Were you told what that thing does, or was it just left for you to guess?" He inquired, the darkness now moving his injured hand in the trough, the swirling colors acting almost of their own accord, as he shifted the now darker liquid.
¤Ɲiɱέɳᾶ¤ : Nimena had a long day and night and partial day with Lucien. They meant to leave each others company but every time they made the attempt and gave each other a little kiss, sparks would egnite once again...and well...her stomach was growling. She cleaned herself up, did her hair and changed her clothes leaving Lucien passed out on the bed <c>
¤Ɲiɱέɳᾶ¤ : fearing to kiss his lips for fear she might egnite the fire once again. So instead she slipped out of her chambers very quietly after changing her clothes and headed straight for where? Originally it was to Gisselle, now it was the kitchens due to not eating in two days due to .......heh events. She walked in there and there was a soup pot, <c>
¤Ɲiɱέɳᾶ¤ : broccoli and aged cheddar with chicken and other vegetables. Ohh it smelled so good she couldn't stand it. She grabbed the biggest bowl she could find, her stomach aching as she ran for that pot getting three to four latels full of that soup and sneaking away to the corner table in the kitchens hiding from those prying eyes watching her eat <c>
¤Ɲiɱέɳᾶ¤ : hungirly and asking her where shes been for she did not wish to answer. She went to town on that soup eating quickly so she could finish and get on with her duties with the kitchen staff giving lady Nimena the look wondering if the wench had gone insane. <e>
ھėvàٍʼn : the dagger came out and he held it to his chest with a look of terror. tossing the dagger over his shoulder and letting it hit the floor without care of want of the thing he went to check on the mans hand and tried to help with it if he could. "i dont know what you mean by that and WHAT were you thinking??" getting a look on his face a slapping>
ھėvàٍʼn : the mans shoulder "why would you do that?? are you okay? what happened? are you okay?" leaning down to look up at the mans face. what on earth was going through that head? the man looked to be okay. "i was told it was a silver dagger...good against creatures who have a weakness to it" breathing quickly like he was about to hyperventilate>
ھėvàٍʼn : with his eyes looking around in panic. "thats all i know! are you weak to it? did i do this? are you okay??" shaking the man~
ℒℴɾɗ ℬℓᶏͼƙɦℯᶏɾϮ winced a little more when the creature laid their hand firmly onto his shoulder, a little more of the black, space like liquid coming out from the hole he had pierced in his own hand. "I meant that the both of us are good with weapons." He sighed, a little sad that the creature didn't get his meaning, but he soon shook it off. Taking his hand out from the liquid now, he drew it up, and near his face, clenching it every once in a while, to ensure he could still move all his digits. His wound no longer c>
ℒℴɾɗ ℬℓᶏͼƙɦℯᶏɾϮ spilled out its liquids, even more slowly closing up, but it was going to take at least half the night, to be back at his full health. "I told you why I did that." He admitted with yet another laugh. "I don't want to hurt any of the civilians, or even the nobles in this land, so I test new weapons out on myself." He informed the creature. "This way, I'll know if they have a curse, or other nasty effects on them." He shrugged his shoulders at this point. "I will take this, the wormwood, and the gold."
ھėvàٍʼn : the man was fine...good. he released his hands from the man and stepped back only to fall back onto his butt...he was going to throw up. shaking his head "im not good with weapons...im just good with slight of hand" coughing once, controling his stomach and inhaleing deep. "i can make small weapons like those appear and dissaper...but>
ھėvàٍʼn : that doesnt mean i can use them" looking to the dagger made for him and the silver dagger traded. "i acsept your terms Damien" standing from his place he retrived both daggers and set the silver dagger to the anvil for Damien. he fished out his bottle of Wormwood and set that too to the anvil. from his bag he looked up and with reluctance he>
ھėvàٍʼn : produced a count of two-thousand gold coins that smelled of blood given freely. and he counted every single one to make sure neither of them were slighted for this transaction. keeping the remains of his coin, the two grand laid to the anvil in a separate purse. he waited for approval and then his attention looked to the twelve daggers made for>
ھėvàٍʼn : him with a pleased...but weakened smiled~
ℒℴɾɗ ℬℓᶏͼƙɦℯᶏɾϮ extended his more healthy hand out for the creature, his fist clenched, but he stopped short of the attack, waiting for the vulpine to bump his fist with their own, the darkness once more chuckling to his self. "I apologize for that, kid." He began with a nod. "When you've lived as long as I have though, you don't really find much else to do, in terms of entertainment." He would count up the pieces of gold, and nodded once more. "Sorry to ask a stupid question, but are you a guy, or a girl?" He inquired
ھėvàٍʼn : looking to the fist he extended a hand and took the fist in his open hand and lifted the fist up and down in a strange hand shake, his ears were back...he'd never shook a fist before. "as long as your alright then your forgiven" he watched the man count and was more than happy to wait the time it took until the man was satisfied. when>
ھėvàٍʼn : done counting he went to his dagger set and lifting them all into hands his ears went to Damien as he looked over his new purchase..everything he could have hoped for. he looked sidelong through his long hair and smiled softly at the man "im am a male, but i have little issue in pretending otherwise...though you said you were not interested>
ھėvàٍʼn : in such things i imagine your asking only out of making a mental note?" he was only holding one dagger now...where had the other eleven go?~
ℒℴɾɗ ℬℓᶏͼƙɦℯᶏɾϮ found his self laughing a little harder, when the creature lifted his fist, and shook it, rather than his hand, but he soon shook his head a little. "Where I am from originally, this is a different type of greeting." He suggested, taking the vulpine's hand, and closed it into a fist as well. When this was done, the darkness then lightly bumped the man's fist with his own, and drew it back to his side again. "This is called giving 'props', and while not everyone here knows of it, there are still quite c>
ℒℴɾɗ ℬℓᶏͼƙɦℯᶏɾϮ a few who like that method better, because of heath concerns, such as if they just washed their hands, or they don't trust outsiders." He informed the now confirmed male. "Me, I prefer this method, as it keeps things nice and casual." He chuckled, before he then heard what the male had to say again. "Indeed I am." He confirmed for the creature, after he was questioned about why he wanted to know the male's gender. "I've screwed that stuff up before, so I figured it best to ask this time, so I don't."
ھėvàٍʼn : bumping fists he consitered this greeting and the meaning behind it, it wasnt too odd a greeting...no more or less than others he'd seen. "props" looking up and smileing at the man. "i like it...ill try and remeber it" he learned something new! retracting his hand and looking to his canvas bag, the last dagger missing and none of them apparent>
ھėvàٍʼn : on his body. "your fine, luckily either guess at either gender would have been fine with me" grinning a bit slyly. "but thank you for clearing that up...had i known you were curious id have let you known in advance" scooping up his travel sack he slung it over his shoulder. "im going to go, youve been so very helpful" bowing deep with>
ھėvàٍʼn : hands on his knees with face down, long hair falling about. "thank you so very much for your hard work and your skilled hand" standing with a bright smile. "i look forward to buying from you again"~
ℒℴɾɗ ℬℓᶏͼƙɦℯᶏɾϮ lowered his body in return, though in his attempt, he would keep his violet eyes on the male, as he did his, this being somewhat of an old habit for the man, but some, like this one, or the props he had shown the creature, were hard to just let go of. Walking with the male towards the exit to his building, he would then wave his healthy hand in a farewell, the man now walking inside, to collect his new items. That dagger of his was more than just silver, he was sure of it, and decided to examine it.
ھėvàٍʼn : leaveing the smiths shop he opened a hand and flicked his wrist to produce one of his knew blades and he smiled so very happily...it had been picked from that blueprint for a reason, and that reason was because it looked perfect for him...and it was. he wasnt skilled as much as he would like to be but he was certain this and the other daggers>
ھėvàٍʼn : he now owned would help. holding it in the reverse, then switching back, opening his arms wide he ran down the road as fast as he could with a bright smile. three will-o-wisp flames chasing after him~
Ǥῖȿȿέȴȴέ¤ƊᾶгᾶѕϮгίӿ : frustrating. She went to go find Nimena needing to talk to her about a few things. She had no idea what she was in store for as she was told she retired early last night over some altercation. She hoped she was alright as she walked into her bed chambers and started to speak out softly. "Pardon my intrusion I..." She stopped dead sentence <c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : When she happened to look up and saw not only Nimena naked in bed without a stitch of clothing but her father as well. A hand went quickly covering her mouth, indeed she was in shock as she quickly stepped backwards and quietly shut the door hoping she left before they awoke. She was ten shades of red and at a loss for words as she quickly ran<c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : away from that hall with the horrible image of her father and aunt naked completely heading straight for the main hall to flee the scene before she was spotted. <e>
·Izzy· : -"What, are you joking? It's so much better cold." Izzy spoke to one of the castle's staff, helping her carry something rather effortlessly in one arm into the main hall, while the other was demolishing a piece of bread with some kind of meat inside it, no doubt left over from the ball. She didn't -get- the whole divide some people saw. After c>
·Izzy· : all, this was the same person who tended to get very evasive the moment anything even vaguely resembling some kind of title was pushed her way. As far as she was concerned, it was far more interesting than a lot of nobility anyway. Setting the thing down where she was indicated to, Izzy rolled bare shoulders and looked to the elf with a grin. c>
·Izzy· : "...But yes. I can teach you! Grab me whenever you're not working. I'm usually haunting the training areas." She smiled her almost-fanged grin and glanced around, apparently in a good mood for some reason today. In a bit of a twist, she wasn't wearing one of her coats, but did have one of her belts with what was basically a black leather half c>
·Izzy· : skirt attached that moved about her legs as she walked, giving a similar impression. Corrupting the servants? As if Izzy would do such a thing! Why was she in the main hall for once? Hell, she didn't know. Perhaps it was some kind of hope that there was still more food around. If Izzy didn't get her eight square meals a day she struggled. It was c>
·Izzy· : a horrible life, to be sure. Or maybe she just wanted to tease the new Queen. Or maybe she was in the mood to torment one of the usual hangers-on around the hall...Okay. There were infinite possibilities, a mystery to all but herself. Just how Izzy liked it.-
Şėvŕٍʼn : he'd been helped with wardrobe and etiquette for some time on the basics and some of the deeper rooted dos and do nots of visiting another kingdom while working under title, he was a reflection of his employer and his actions would reflect good or bad on his Lord...that being said...he was already stripped out of whatever terribly>
Şėvŕٍʼn : confining cloths he had been dolled up in. his hands turned over a powdered wig and he wondered if anyone actually used these...and why? he was already covered in fur why more hair? and fake hair at that!. the carriage came to a stop as it came into the castle grounds and presented itself as royal guests would often appear for diplomatic>
Şėvŕٍʼn : meetings or parties or what have you. when it came to a stop the door was opened for him and he stepped out, a pair of well fitted and noble pants, tailored for his massive long and fluffy tail...and then nude from belly up. hopping out from the carriage he patted the man on the head who opened the door for him and was granted a look of doubt that>
Şėvŕٍʼn : this furry thing was in fact the Steward of Palast Verdammtien...realm of the eternal night, of demons, vampires, murder and death...known for the slaughter of its very own citizens for the sake of grocery shopping! and then there was him! hopping up the steps an looked up to the guards who looked down he offered his documentation up and he>
Şėvŕٍʼn : savored the look of disbelief. walking by the guards and adjusting his powdered wig he was announced! oh he had never been announced before! 'Lord Sevron of Palast Verdammtien' and he made a face...that sounded horrible! why was that such a big deal? who thought that was a big deal? okay it was neat to feel important. stepping forward from his>
Şėvŕٍʼn : being announced his tail swished about and he looked around for someone...inchargeish~
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : Gisselle ran into the main hall and saw Izzy running up to her crown and hall that hand still over her face, that redness of her cheeks still present, her eyes widened. She was not going to be able to look at her father and Nim for a while, she was going to have to hide or something, maybe they stayed asleep. Maybe she didn't know...but she <c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : was going to know. She was the only one that was going to know. No...she couldn't hold this in to herself. She wanted to find Tylan, but she was sure he wouldn't wish to hear of something like this, and it was an improper subject to speak to a male with. Izyy! Izzy was right there...Izzy she can talk to! Standing in front of the woman now <c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : she still had that look of oh my god the horror that really did happen in her eyes as she took a deep breath and calmed herself speaking out. "I......saw something horrible..." She said as it was all she could get out now before a guard walked up to her and bowed. "My Queen...Lord Sevron of Palast Verdammtien has arrived and wishes your <C>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : presence.." Gisselle stopped herself turning and blinking almost not responding forgetting she was Queen. She blinked at the names. "Palast....Palast...my aunt my know of a treaty there possibly....and...Sevron?" She asked curiously, why does she know that name, that name was all too familiar as she spoke out. "Very well bring him here.." <c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : she said softly as she motioned for Izzy to stay by her side apparently having to finish that horror story later on as she awaited for the Lords arrival. <e>
·Izzy· : -A wicked, almost-fanged grin was shot towards Gisselle as she walked into the hall. Completely ignoring the attitude shift of everybody else in the room, being all...Noble and no doubt respectful of the new Queen, the blue-haired little force of nature finished the piece of bread, (badly) stifled a hiccup and started walking towards her when c>
·Izzy· : Gisselle moved closer to her also. Blinking a couple of times at the expression on Gisselle's face, Izzy listened to her try to utter the unspeakable horrors. "Ooh. Am I going to have to punch somebody? It's been a slow day so far and Vex never showed up for training this morning. Though, given how much he had to drink last night I'm not c>
·Izzy· : too surprised..." The young elf had become another of Izzy's understudies, and had, admittedly, skyrocketed in potential and ability since she took him under her wing. She'd make either a respectable soldier or a ruthless mercenary out of him yet! "...But seriously. Are you okay?" When the guard walked over and announced the person wishing to c>
·Izzy· : see her. "Ooooh. Look at you, being all noble and popular!" Izzy spoke teasingly with a grin on her face. Gisselle knew full well about Izzy's pretty much complete disregard for the traditions and expected etiquette of the court, and equally her disdain for it. Either way, she'd promised to help Gissy in any way possible, and right now? She'd c>
·Izzy· : settled on keeping things light hearted until they absolutely shouldn't be as a first resort. The terrifying living weapon was very much buried right now. Glove-covered forearms folded in front of her as she stood by the elf's side, glancing about as if suspecting somebody nearby of...something.-
Şėvŕٍʼn : waiting a moment before someone important came to him and asked very nicely for him to follow and be guided to the Queen. his ears went back, "the queen?" that was a level he wasnt quite sure he could handle, he had expected to be delivered to Nimena, he knew her! why would the queen need him? was Nimena out? was he in trouble?? oh god this was>
Şėvŕٍʼn : him being led to the dungeon for torture! what did his Lord do?? is this why they hadnt spoken with Eledrin in so long? this was it..he was a dead fox. ears back he wringed his little hands together while being led down halls that seemed so much longer and bigger than they were a second ago. maybe the powdered wig was some sort of symbol?>
Şėvŕٍʼn : his mind reeled a moment longer before his fur darkened considerably and his eyes voided from fear like a drug had flooded his system. a calm inhale and he followed walking proper with hands at his sides. reaching the location of his meeting his head turned to spy a new but familer and last he remembered...friendly face. a soft smile crossed his>
Şėvŕٍʼn : features and he went to Gisselle, stopped several yards from her and bowed deeply with hands out and open. "My Queen, youve done well for yourself havent you?" lifting his head but staying bowed, last he saw the girl she was wearing so much less and looked more content than she did at the moment, what a strange blush she had>
Şėvŕٍʼn : was that court makeup?~
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : Gisselle smirked at her being so noble and popular. Not something she was going for but she had to play the part when wearing the crown sadly. "I ...am not sure....and ....I don't think a punching will do because they don't know what I saw....but...I will explain later...I guess..." She explained to Izzy as best she could and turned when the <c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : so called Lord walked into the room with a big smile on his face. She didn't recognize him at first with that powdered wig on his head but when she got closer after he spoke she recognized exactly who it was. "SEVRON!" She yelled out and took off at a dead run and snatched that powdered wig off his head. "You have so much fur all ready, they<c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : make you wear this stupid thing?" Okay, so proper lady went out the window and here was giddy happy so good to see another friend she could relax around. She tossed the wig aside and gave him a big old hug before releasing him and speaking out. "I went back to look for you at the spring to thank you for calming me down. I had a falling out <c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : with my aunt Catarina and her friends Sam and Lady Crow....Sam was mean to me and when I smacked him Lady Crow tried to attack me. I never went back to Valane after that....but...What.....your here under behest of Palast?" She asked curiously, she didn't want to be under this heavy crown but she didn't have a choice, the big piece of tin was <C>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : giving her a major headache. She looked over to Izzy and coughed straightening up and speaking out. "Izzy, this is my friend Severon, I met him in Valane city...under.....unusual circumstances.." Her aunt sent her to the hot spring, they told her it was mandatory she had to be naked, she went invisible and followed the rules....Sevron was a <c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : gentleman and protected her...enough said. <E>
·Izzy· : -There was a sigh of mock-dejection. Punching would just have to wait. "...One day. One day..." Okay, so Izzy tended to play up the violence thing a bit, but it did wonders for keeping people off her back. For some reason, people were easily scared of her. Weaklings. "Well, I'm always around. Judging by your response I'm guessing it's not c>
·Izzy· : anything I have to hunt down mercilessly, so that's something." She smiled, glancing up at the approaching figure in the wig. Arms staying loosely folded, she followed Gisselle with calculated and fluid steps of heavy-looking boots, amazed by the sudden shift in demeanour. You'd think that with how she could change attitudes so quickly, she'd c>
·Izzy· : not be surprised by it in others. The blue-haired, half-draconic woman that looked not-quite-elflike stayed quiet and simply seemed content to listen at first, until Gissy introduced the fuzzy one, at which point she spoke in her usual deadpan manner. Queen or not, Izzy was snarky to everybody. "Everything you do is in unusual circumstances. c>
·Izzy· : "I'm beginning to be amazed that you've not seen that yet." Yes. That was how she talked to royalty. But then, Gissy knew that. There was a moment or two of pause before she suddenly remembered that she was being introduced to somebody! Silvery eyes looking to the fuzzy one, and a smile showing one of her not-quite-fanged canines, Izzy spoke. c>
·Izzy· : "Nice to meet you." though she made no other motion. Arms stayed folded, she stayed standing next to Gisselle. She seemed entirely calm and intent on not moving unless the others did. Luckily, she did say what she intended. "Nice to meet you." was much, much better than what she was thinking. 'Are you flammable?' would have made such a bad c>
·Izzy· : first impression.-
Şėvŕٍʼn : eyes wide he was hugged, arms were open, dont touch the queen! dont touch the queen! but his ears laid to the side and he smiled warmly. pulling away from the hug and watching the wig go away from him, laughing softly at her words. "ive never gone to another court for professional reasons, the servants who helped me get ready didnt either...so we>
Şėvŕٍʼn : did the best we could" his ears quirked about and checked his surrounded off handedly like they did as she explained why she had not been by in so very long and he only smiled "im sorry, Crow can be a bit protective, i hope youll accept my apology for her actions" clasping his hands at his front he bowed apologetically to the Queen, his long>
Şėvŕٍʼn : hair, tied back in a bun and decorated with a single oak hair stick with crow feathers and gold trinkets dangling off it. standing again he looked to Giselles companion and dipped a bow in greeting at the hips. "a pleasure to meet you Izzy, you can call me Sev" looking back to Gisselle "you know you can too" interlacing his fingers behind his back>
Şėvŕٍʼn : with elbows locked strait he looked betwee them with his ussual soft smile. "im under here at the behest of Palast, yes, but due to my Lord and my Lady being engaged with their own affairs i have taken to running the day to day in their stead" ears perking up "if you have some time id like to ask how things are for Eledrin...i havent seen>
Şėvŕٍʼn : anything nor heard anything from this land and was worried" his tail swished a bit, the three gold rings adorning it reflecting the light a bit here and there "not that i should worry you havent called for the support of our armies" ~
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : She turned to Izzy, not everything she did was unusual circumstance. She spoke out quickly. "If you found your father naked in bed with another accidently you would find it unusual and horrifying too.." Oh gods did she just say that right now, in front of Sevron also..with a couple of guards giving her the raised eyebrow. She wanted to just <c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : die right there as she quickly covered her mouth right after saying it, at least she didn't say with who quite yet. Swallowing hard and trying to tame down those blushed cheeks of hers she sighed heavily and spoke out. "Forgive my outburst Sev...it has been a long ....well...I don't think we've had a break since the retreat in Valane, though <c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : it was short lived..." She explained as she nodded. "I am still learning all the treaties we have....today is...my first day as Queen..." She said sighing heavily. "I did not want this position at all I was forced by Parliament, King Sarkas has been missing for sometime, I assume the treaty for Palast was up during Queen Arafina's rule...She<c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : sort of....perished four months ago ....My step father King Sarkas went missing three weeks ago, no one has seen him and the court did not wish the throne empty. My Royal Advisor's Lady Nimena and Lord Blackheart are...indesposed I believe...we have had several attacks from ...Undead and other various entities to try and take my life...things <c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : have not been going well for us at all to tell you the truth. Lady Nim since her return from Valane and Phaelador has not been the same.....she hasn't had all her faculties as of late....and....well I have an Izzy, shes like an army wrapped up in a woman....so that helps.." She said with a chuckle as she awaited her response for that one plus <c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : the other outburst she didn't mean to make. <e>
Şėvŕٍʼn : she found her father naked in bed? was that so bad? why was that bad? maybe he should ask? his head tilted and he opened his mouth "that was hardly an outburst, ive seen better" he winked. she began to explain to him the affairs of people who came and went, who was in and who was not, as well as the undead to which he had a bit of familiarity>
Şėvŕٍʼn : with the Queen and her problem with them. he smiled through the negative and nodded somewhat "Izzy seems like the sort i should be afraid of" he brightend his smile with a soft laugh. "she seems the sort to help" eyes following back to Gisselle and becomeing a bit more serious. "i am sorry things not been the same nor have been well for you or>
Şėvŕٍʼn : your lands My Queen. the treaty signed did not call for a cease of agreement based on death on any one person...i cannot see why not that Palast could not offer support if needed" looking down a bit "but.." looking back to her "i will not be long in my duties to Palast, any request should be made soon, otherwise youll need to find another channel>
Şėvŕٍʼn : to call for aid" he didnt like being a bearer of bad news, esspecially because it seemed like Gisselle already had a full plate...better to be forth right then have her call on Palast in dire need and be unable~
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : She probably should make a request soon, but how was she to word it? Should she wait for her father? She couldn't face him right now. She did indeed have a full plate and it was not just the embarrassing seeing your father naked bit either. She nodded speaking out looking up to them. "I...suppose you can tell them that there is a new very <c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : young Queen in Eladrin who has been through a lot of recent trials and tribulations due to unprovoked enemies which require a helping hand with some soldiers if possible.." She explained to Sevron and motioned for him to follow. "Come...lets have a drink..do you prefer tea? Wine? Another type of beverage, perhaps some food, Valane is a bit <c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : of a way to travel from, or did you come here directly from Palast?" She asked curiously as she took his hand and was sort of taking him with her to the dining hall. She hadn't seen her one day friend in so long she wanted to catch up with him. <e>
Şėvŕٍʼn : he followed as beckoned with both ears and eyes on her, "my duties as Steward only allow me so much power...i can request of my Lord the movement of troops as per the treaty. but doing more then that would probably cost me my head" his words spoken as plain of day as possible. "i do have a group of mercenaries under my direct pay however>
Şėvŕٍʼn : and i may be able to send them your way...however you will accrue their fee and i cant be held responsible for their actions once they trade hands" ears going behind him, he looked over his shoulder as they walked "theyve proven reliable and were a good quick-fix when we lost half our own to a Lich" tail lifting and swaying behind him a bit>
Şėvŕٍʼn : "i would prefer tea myself" giving a sly look to Gisselle "unless your feeling like something heavy and strong is more appropriate for the occasion?"~
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : "Tea is fine.." She said softly, she couldn't drink right now not with all this responsibility on her head, she had to be careful, though at times it was very hard to do. "Your mercinaries...I can handle their fee its of not problems whats so ever... but as far as trust...can I trust them not to hurt my own and only go after those that hurt my<c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : my own?" She asked curiously as she had requested a servant for some tea, which the happy elven girl brought over for them with a couple of tea cups. Gisselle poured the tea herself and set a glass in front of him. She was used to wanting to do things on her own as she spoke out. "Lady Izzy and Lord Blackheart have been training me to fight <c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : so I can defend myself and not have to rely on others so much. " She explained to Sevron as she sighed lightly taking a sip of her tea after sitting down then looking up at her crown and taking it off her head and setting it on the table ruffling her hair a bit. "Sorry I am not used to its weight.." She explained as she rubbed her temples. <e>
Şėvŕٍʼn : swinging her and his hand together a bit, hardly something appropriate for a visiting steward and queen of the realm to be doing but neither of them were really that far into titles. "mercenaries are given a pretty bad name but there are a lot out there who pride themselves on doing a great job and doing what is asked" he complimented>
Şėvŕٍʼn : "its the breed and not the blood" he tried to remeber if he quoted that right. "all i had to do was fish about for quality" taking a seat and crossing his legs at the thigh. "some are thugs for hire, others are knights for hire." leaning forward and taking his cup of tea with both hands gently. "i trust mine, i will trust them to you, and you>
Şėvŕٍʼn : can trust me that you can trust them!" he smiled brightly at her before sipping his tea. ears flexed and went forward, he tried to imagine her as a warrior, not that that was her aim but it was still an image. "ive been looking for someone to help me in that area too" nodding and understanding her wish to be more self sufficient. eyes going to>
Şėvŕٍʼn : her crown and he mused over it with his mauve eyes, "ill not tell a soul" he winked, as far as he was concerned she never took it off~
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : "I only have to wear it in the main hall and special functions I think...most know who I am...I can make it an order to throw that think in the vault and have a damn flower crown or something lighter put on my head so I can function.." She said with a chuckle then took another sip of her tea and continued on. "As long as you trust them Sev I <c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : welcome them.." She explained happily as she continued on. "By the way, how is Palast doing and its ruler...umm...Darius...Darion....Damion....Damon?" She knew it was some sort of D name if she remembered....she knew of the place. "I have heard so many stories ...horrible stories of that place...some that would give you chills and nightmares<c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : Its hard to believe someone as nice as you comes from a place rumored to be so...dark and merciless.....let alone Nimena going there herself, but she is never afraid of anything it seems...well....she wasn't afraid.....till recently.." She explained as she set her tea cup down with a sigh.. "I haven't been able to...talk to her...much....but..<c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : there was an incident..." She said quietly as she looked around making sure there was no one listening before continuing on. "Sam had came to Eladrin one day after our....disagreement....he had casted some sort of spell against me. Nimena went to speak to him about it....The spell...was lifted off of me suddenly..but..Nimena hasn't been the <c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : Same since.." She explained to Sevron quietly as she waited to see his reaction or maybe he knew anything. <e>
Şėvŕٍʼn : lifting his chin, "you should make powdered wigs an order if you cannot rid yourself of that crown for a lighter one" his smile was sly, he could imagine this 'parliament' she spoke of quickly regretting forcing this on her when they had to wear beehive powdered wigs. sitting back with his tea and sipping it attention brought back from his mental>
Şėvŕٍʼn : image "My Lord Damon" nodding as Gisselle came across the right name. "i wish i could tell you honestly" looking into his tea "the entire ruleing family has gone off on their own business what or why is not mine to know" shifting his weight and looking back to her "Palast may be at peace but the stories youve heard are probably rather timid>
Şėvŕٍʼn : compared to the true nature of those lands" he smiled softly at her "it is a dark haven for some very...interesting people" smileing at her "its a haven for the lost as well, that is how i came to find it, i was lost and they gave me a home" sipping his tea, "but as time went on i discovered i was no less a monster than they were" looking>
Şėvŕٍʼn : thoughtful for a moment, "just another kind in another way" his tail flicked up and back down as it hung off the end of the seat. somewhat glad when the conversation switched to Nimena, and Sam of all names. ears going up, what was his Sam getting involved with now? this was...troubling...and his face showed it. "ive not heard of any sort of>
Şėvŕٍʼn : strange spells between you, Nimena, Sam or anyone else" this was a really bad place where personal interests met professional interests and he did not like where he sensed this would take him...but he had a job to do for now. "it sounds like i should speak with Lady Nimena then...will she be avalable this evening?" he consitered just staying as a>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : She smiled when she at least eventually got the ruler of Palast's name right. "I will talk to my father Lucien tonight about the mercenaries.....he has the final decisions taking some control until either King Sarkas returns or I am fit to rule on my own..." She explained and listening to his tale about it being a dark place and him being a <c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : monster himself she shook her head and stopped them there. "Sev...you are no monster nor have you been. I know you have not gotten to know me that well, since we have had only one meeting before. But if you were a self proclaimed monster, you would have not protected me from the wandering hands of others at the hot springs that day, you would<c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : have left me at the hands of others devices and ...maybe...made up some of your own devices with me as well, instead you protected me until my father and Lady Catarina arrived. It was something you didn't have to do and I thank you greatly for protecting my honor.." She explained as she smiled to him and took another sip of her tea continuing<c.
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : on. "Lady Nimena should be around this evening yes. If you would like you could have a room here so you could also meet my father and brother Tylan as well, you will like them they are nice too. " She said with a big smile on her face, she did love her family very much as she smiled continuing on. "Besides politics aside, it would be nice <c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : to just chit chat as friends away from all this diplomatic stuff. I don't have too many of those...." She said with a chuckle. <e>
Şėvŕٍʼn : he hoped she would never be dissapointed in her words as she had so sweetly explained why he was no monster, he hoped he could stay that way in her eyes. finishing his tea and leaning forward to set the empty cup to the table and sat back, he'd wait before getting to another cup. "your welcome, My Queen" smiling through his eyes at her.>
Şėvŕٍʼn : "because you are Queen, i am bound to inform you of a 'conflict of interest' concerning Lady Nimena and Sam" work came first, he was very professional when he needed to be and he showed his gratitude to his Lord by putting Palast first ahead of himself. "Sam and i are very close" again, spoken without any hesitation or shame, "i am his friend>
Şėvŕٍʼn : and to me he is a bit more" folding his hands into his lap, "he and Crow are both very dear to me when i am not working as i am now" licking his bottom lip as he gathered his words properly. "as Steward, Sam is beyond my influence..even should you request aid i can provide nothing, this would be an internal affair for Eledrin" he sighed and his>
Şėvŕٍʼn : ears went back. "i can talk to him myself, as myself, but that would be 'for' myself as well" smileing up at her "id like to help if i can...but when i talk to Nimena it cannot be as a Steward" shakeing his head to stress the point. "even then its very unproffessional for me to get involved because it strikes so close to home" well his mouth felt>
Şėvŕٍʼn : dry now so he went ahead and poured another cup of tea anyways. "diplomatic stuff aside...id sorely welcome a friend to chit chat with as well...but i thought it was only fair as a friend and as a ally that i let you know"~
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : Gisselle listened to everything he had to say about Sam and she nodded. It was kind of sad to hear since she remembers her own experience with him as well. "I understand Sev...I cannot ask you to get in between this nor talk to Nimena about it then if this is the case. You must understand...we were once friends with him too. One day, Nimena <c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : found him on the ground by the stables. He was completely drunk and out of it. She had him brought back to the castle, I helped her take care of him. In the beginning they were good friends too. Its just Caratis...the one I had broken the courtship according to my sources explained that Caratis had paid Sam handsomely to do this task...he <c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : didn't do it out of anger, he did it out of survival I assume. I know what he is like when he is a friend and back then he was a good friend. I can understand why you are so taken by him...but I think it be best then that you keep your mercinaries then, for if they help me then he will find out you got involved and I don't want a <c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : mess between you two either. That is not something you need.." She explained and smile to him. "See, how can you be any kind of monster when your so honest.." She said with a chuckle as she took another sip of her tea finishing the cup and pouring herself another glass still chuckling. <e>
Şėvŕٍʼn : tilting his head with a bit of exasperation. "you get the mercenaries, deny them and ill wave that treaty over your head and get you the biggest crown ever!" he threatened jokingly "you asked for help and i will help, the mercenaries are yours and they will be here as soon as i can make arrangements" shoulders relaxing a bit, he flopped back into>
Şėvŕٍʼn : his seat. "as for what i need" he thought on Gisselle looking out for him by way of Sam and Nimena. "i need to understand what happened...from both sides" looking away and towards the wall "Sams probably at fault, his work probably" running a nail idly along the arm of his seat. "if i can help i should...because its the right thing to do">
Şėvŕٍʼn : he smiled and looked back at Gisselle. "and you wont stop me" he teased with a bit smile...the fuzzy monster he was~
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : " Well I don't know the who and the what now. I mean I knew the answers to those questions then...but now about who and what...or the why for that matter....I don't know how many answers you will recieve. Nimena is not talking and from the sounds of things, as close as you are to Sam, he doesn't look like the time that likes anyone friend or <c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : not meddling in his personal affairs rather it be business or otherwise." She explained and didn't want to insult him on his mercenaries as she nodded and spoke out. "Very well, I will only use them if its absolutely necessary and I will compensate them for their time, but as soon as I find a set of my own. I will return them.." She <c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : explained, though where she was going to find help like that since Drumain was terminated...she wasn't sure...she had a feeling one day like everything else would just plop in front of her like a holiday with someone holding a present going 'Here ya go!'. She watched his tail and kind of giggled at it a moment speaking out. "Your tail is so <c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : large and fluffy. Curious. Have you ever had problems with people accidentally stepping on your tail or accidentally smashing it in a door way. If so I know that has to hurt. " She said shaking her head taking another sip of tea trying to lighten the mood. <e>
Şėvŕٍʼn : nodding as the matter was settled with the mercenaries, seemed like threatening her with a larger crown was a good way to go!. looking down at his tail as she indicated to it, it was easily as long as sixty percent of his total height. the gold rings kept the massive fluffy to a somewhat manageable state. the fur was dark grey and the tip>
Şėvŕٍʼn : was mauve, from the tip small purple embers drifted upwards like purple snow falling upwards. "luckily people dont tend to step on it, it doesnt drag on the ground as often as you might think" sipping his tea, "as for the doors" he laughed softly "id imagine it sees its share of doors as much as anyone catches their fingers in a door...when you>
Şėvŕٍʼn : have one...you tend to take account on where it is when doing simple movements" he tried to explain. "it just becomes second nature...i dont have wings but im sure its about the same for people with wings" his tail lifted from its place and its length was revealed as he stretched it out towards her to touch if she wished. "im very vain about my>
Şėvŕٍʼn : fur...you wont find better" sticking just the tip of his tongue out at his words. "if nothing else, stewardship has its perks of amazing fur-care products!"~
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : She giggled at his explanation and nodded. "Yes it is very lovely fur indeed I must compliment you.." She blinked when he moved his tail over to her and she petted it for a moment. The fur was indeed very soft, like a prim and polished fox of sorts as she put her hand back down in her lap. She chuckled when he stuck his tongue out and was <c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : curious about something else too. Something that popped in her head realizing that Sam and Sev were friends. "I must ask this question also Sev...going back to the serious matter.." She explained as she sat up straightening her back a moment because it wasn't used to slouching so long as she continued to speak. "It just occured to me a <c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : moment ago in my slow working mind that...well..you and Sam are friends...Sam and I...not so much at the moment. If Sam came back to do me harm, and I called upon your mercenaries for help on the matter, because they are technically your mercenaries and you are friends with Sam...in that instance who would they choose to help?" She asked <C>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : curiously staring into his eyes with her gold ones awaiting a response. <e>
Şėvŕٍʼn : withdrawing his tail he smiled and tilted his head as she asked her question. "when i transfer their contract over to you...they will be yours" ears flicking around some "once you provide their fee you could send them after me if you wanted to" as dark as that sounded he wanted to really put an emphasis on how the mercenaries he'd found>
Şėvŕٍʼn : opperated. "if Sam came back and wished you harm, then that would bring a risk to their paycheck" smileing happily "and a mercenary works for a paycheck...so i dont think i would even enter into their minds" finishing his second cup of tea now. "but im glad your asking questions for clarity...it makes me feel like im doing my job a bit>
Şėvŕٍʼn : better if i can answer them to your satisfaction"~
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : She nodded softly and spoke out. "Thank you for complimenting me on my question asking, at least that tells me I am making a good attempt at acting like a Queen.." She said with a chuckle, that did indeed put clarity on said situation, but there was another situation that had her bothered as well as she gave a disheartening eye to Sevron <c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : speaking out. "And at the end of the day, say he does come back to cause ill will or harm, and....I do use those said mercenaries against him to be rid of his problems, what does that do to the friendship between you and I, or worse, what is that going to do to your friendship between you, Sam and Lady Crow if they find out you were aiding me <c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : at that capacity?" Then again she had a feeling it was because he was a steward in the aligned kingdom of Palast, but she was making sure he knew what he was getting himself into. "I don't want to loose our friendship over this disgusting matter." <E>
Şėvŕٍʼn : "im glad your a kind queen, if it were some of the people i knew. theyd toss me in the dungeon and torture me and trade my life for Nimenas well being." blinking a few times. "thats...not something i should be putting in the head of a queen is it?" he felt nervous, he didnt really know Gisselle that well, whose to say she wouldnt? "buuuuut" he>
Şėvŕٍʼn : continued on and hoped to keep attention AWAY from using his furry self as a bargaining chip. "as for what happens if he returned and you need to be rid of him" he shrugged at her and smiled happliy when doing so "thats something i cant answer...Crow or Sam may kill me as likely as Sam simply never returning...you and i may always be friends or>
Şėvŕٍʼn : perhaps in the next fifteen minutes you may decide its safer to go the route of torture and barter" his indifference to the idea was strangely detached, his own mortality oddly given little care for. "its something we wont know until we come to it...which is why its so imprtant for me to ask Sam myself...so if anything happens...i can at least>
Şėvŕٍʼn : know why"~
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : Torture and barter? No that was not something she was into....but if she had to...she would be forced to...but there was no one to force her in this room right now....save for her dad if he showed up...though she hoped he stayed asleep a while. She was nervous about him going to talk to Sam himself and it worried her he may get into trouble if<c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : he got involved, he didn't seem like the fighter type unlike Sam. She knew fighter types well, was around plenty of them. She swallowed hard on that torture bit and stood up going to the window looking out and speaking. "To be perfectly honest with you, if I was forced to torture you at this very moment, I don't see how I could, it probably <c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : makes me a bad Queen for saying that....thankfully your the only one in the room at the moment to hear it.." She explained closing her eyes for a moment then opening them still looking out the window speaking out. "I probably shouldn't have gotten you involved with this Sam thing, as much as you are his friend, if you approach him with this, I<c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : fear he may retaliate against you or worse...retailiate against us for attempting in his eyes to turn others against him. There has been enough havoc, I wish there to be no more....in the meantime whilst things are...quiet....I ask you to keep the conversation between us about Sam quiet...lest he approaches you about the situation...and in <c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : return if I find out any new information on the matter, I promise from me you will be one of the first to know.." She said still looking out the window awaiting a response. <E>
Şėvŕٍʼn : looking up at her with nose lowered "luckily as Queen you are allowed to make others do those things...but as Steward of Palast i am somewhat immune to that sort of treatment by this kingdom by way of treaty...that is why i can talk so freely about something this dark" standing now he interlaced his fingers and stood behind her at the window>
Şėvŕٍʼn : his eyes looking to with her to see if there was anything worth seeing. "Sam will never approach me about his work, he never does" he nodded. "if you want me to keep this between us, i will" he nodded "but please dont be upset when nothing comes from doing nothing." leaning in a bit to look at the side of her face "i havent found a>
Şėvŕٍʼn : difference in doing nothing, and doing something out of fear...so make sure if you do anything...you own your choices in doing it...and regret nothing." resting a hand on her shoulder "no matter who or what gets in the way"~
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : She could feel his presence coming up behind her and she didn't move, she trusted him, after all he was around her when she was in a very compromising situation set up by Lady Catarina heself, which Gisselle is not sure to this day rather it was done on purpose or not, her walking away when Lady Crow trying to drown her that day really put that <c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : possible speculation in motion in her mind, which she never spoke about for fear of causing a war to anyone at anytime, the only ones that knew that day was herself, Lady Catarina, Sam and Lady Crow. "It is not the fact that I wish to do nothing Sev, it is the fact that I only wish to do something if there is something being done. As it stands<c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : not even Lady Nimena is speaking on the matter and she has been asked by several. I don't know how much you can find out from her, but if you do congradulations because you would be one of the first." She explained as she felt his hand on her shoulder and let out a soft sigh. Being a Queen now was a lot harder then being a princess. As a <c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : princess she was more of a face and didn't have to deal with much of the politics like King Sarkas. Now she had to do it all, well...with the help of Lucien of course who was suppose to take up most of that responsibility during crisis times, which they were not in yet exactly. But as it stood right now she didn't exactly wish to awaken him <c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : for advice due to the fact of finding him in that compromising situation earlier this afternoon along with Nimena. "I will send a servant to inform her ....later that you wish to speak to her, in the meantime.." She said turning to face him. "Should I have a room prepared for you?" <e>
Şėvŕٍʼn : pulling his hand back in an attempt to remember one should not be touching the queen, but he could tell it had helped her for as short a time it was there. "deep breaths Gisselle, you said its day one of your rule" smileing softly and stepping back "it will get easier, i promise" he nodded, he wasnt known for breaking a promise in time>
Şėvŕٍʼn : he saw Gisselle addressing these topics with a simple 'yes, go do that' or a 'no, and dont ever talk about it again' and it was comforting to him to imagine her in such control. ears perking up at her and he smiled "no room will be necessary My Queen." bowing just slightly to her, proffessionally but also teaseingly because he knew she didnt care>
Şėvŕٍʼn : for that level of professional treatment. standing again "ive already made arrangements" he hugged her closely with his tail sliding up her back and holding her close...to hell with not touching the Queen. "im going to go now, Gisselle, thank you so much for caring and being here....you let me know if there is anything i can do for you" leaning>
Şėvŕٍʼn : back and looking to her with his mauve eyes. "not as friends, not as allies, but as a fox and an elf"~
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : She felt his tail wrap around her and him pulling her into a hug and she hugged him back smiling warmly. It was her first day as Queen, she just was so worried about doing something wrong all the time. She wasn't used to being called My Queen yet....it was probably going to take a while for her to get used to that. She was kind of sad that he<C>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : wasn't going to stay but nodded when he said he was going to go now. She heard his departing words and nodded. "And the same back to you from me Sev...safe travels fox.." She said with a smile as she waited for a possible funny retort then his departure sticking her tongue back out at him. <e>
Şėvŕٍʼn : stepping back he smiled brightly at her, he thought she'd be just fine really. without notice his tail burst into purple flames that gave off no heat and no magical aura, only light. mauve eyes winked at her and his form burst into small purple embers and left behind only the flame where his tail had been which slowly faded from sight>
Şėvŕٍʼn : without leaving so much as a single dark grey fur or a speck of purple ash where he had been standing~
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : She sighed heavily and picked up her crown and gave it to one of the servants she passed by after leaving the dining area. "Please find something lighter.." She asked and the servant nodded taking it away quickly as she sighed heavily folding her arms around her form and heading into the main hall. Did she do right by discussing the <c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : situation? She really felt like she was going behind others backs now talking about these sort of things. She went to sit on her throne, sitting straight with her hands in her lap now looking around the main hall keeping to herself as they brought her another cup of tea to the throne. Some of the servants were looking to her and her strange <c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : behavior at the moment unsure of what to say to their New Queen. The new Queen was at a loss of words herself after the days events. <e>
₮ɏɭᾶɳ¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : Tylan had left his love asleep and he got dressed in his normal black leather armor with his knee high leather boots, the various daggers strapped hidden around his chest and arms, the sword at his hip, the bow and arrows on his back. Yes he was dressed and ready for whatever may come to pass. Leaving Samarah asleep on the bed he smiled at her[c]
₮ɏɭᾶɳ¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : watching the beautiful woman sleep a moment before exiting the room and locking the door behind him so the lady may have her privacy. Wandeirng down the halls he went to go check on his sister. They had a great time dancing last night and he had fun protecting her from most of the nobles pining for her affection, even punched one out last [c]
₮ɏɭᾶɳ¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : night and threw him out for attempting to get too handsy. Keeping it from his father and handling it himself for the time being since he saw him disappear with Nimena last night...figuring he was going to take her like he told him to take Samarah the first night he didn't want his father disturbed. Walking to the main hall to see if she had [c]
₮ɏɭᾶɳ¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : wandered there he saw her on the throne and walked up bowing his head for a moment smiling to her, but the smile quickly faded when he saw the look on her face, of grimace and discontent which bothered him a little as he spoke out. "Sister....you seem depressed. is there something I can help you with?" He was being the protective older [c]
₮ɏɭᾶɳ¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : brother and wanting to know who made her sad so he could knock the daylights out of them as he waited for her reply. [e]
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : Gisselle was distracted but it quickly broke when she heard her brothers voice. She blinked and shook her head. "No....unfortunately its not something that can be helped. " She said softly as she stood up from the throne, walked over and hugged him a moment before releasing him and looking up at him. She could talk to him right? About...<c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : earlier. "I did something foolish today..." She explained as she fidgeted with her fingers a moment looking down at them before speaking. "I saw something horrible on accident today.." She explained looking around to make sure no one was around before taking him into a dark room blowing out all the candles leaving just the window light and <c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : shutting the door before speaking out. "I have always just been able to go to Nimena's room and walk in since my mother was alive to talk to her about...well anything..." She explained to explain away early what was to come out of her mouth next as she looked down again and started to fidget with her fingers once more. " I walked in to talk <c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : to her about.....well I forgot what it was about...but I fell silent when I walked in.....there she was, covered in sweat.....passed out...unclothed......but....so...was father.....in the same condition..." She said as she stopped fidgeting for a moment and flailed her arms into the air and started to get into the defensive. "I didn't know he <c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : was there! I didn't want to see that! I didn't know she was naked! What was she doing naked!? What was he doing naked! What were they doing together ....Naked!!??" Her cheeks even in the dark were glowing like rudolph as she just wanted to scream right there. "I can't face him he'll kill me!!" <e>
₮ɏɭᾶɳ¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : Tylan when he was being lead to the side room he thought something serious had happened. That she was in serious trouble and afraid especially when she was blowing out the candles, hiding it from father had to have been a big deal. Though when she started explaining the events and ranting, he just stared at her, as if he didn't know what to <c>
₮ɏɭᾶɳ¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : [c]
₮ɏɭᾶɳ¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : and trying to calm himself from busting out in laughter. But when she asked what were they doing naked together. He couldn't help himself. He fell on the floor and just busted out in laughter holding his stomach laying on his side. He had tears in his eyes from laughing so hard and he could see the angered look on his sisters face and [c]
₮ɏɭᾶɳ¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : figured he better get up before she kicked him in the face, he seemed to have a natural talent for pissing women off as of late. "I...ehem....am not the qualified person unfortunately to give you the information on why two people would be in a private bedroom alone and naked...I would prefer to refer you to one of the ladies maids, perhaps ...[c]
₮ɏɭᾶɳ¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : I could refer you to my new lady friend Samarah on that subject.....in the....meantime....Father won't kill you for that... if he was still asleep he probably doesn't know....just...pretend it didn't happen unless...." He thought about it for a moment...he bet she didn't think about blowing out candles when she walked in there. "Ehm.........I [c]
₮ɏɭᾶɳ¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : got nothin..." He said running a hand through that red mane of his and sighed heavily his face about ten shades of red as he knew himself to be well endowed and he doubted she had first hand sight of the male anatomy.. "Seeing father...in such a compromising position...must have been......frightening for you...but the image will go away in [c]
₮ɏɭᾶɳ¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : time....just...try not to think about it..." What else could he say to her as he waited for her to speak, walk away or punch him in the face. [e]
وٍُكهɳ¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : starting to finally stir as the two of them had been in bed all day and not letting each other out of their sights. He yawned and glanced on over to where Nim still should be and smiled lightly as he then glanced around the room with a stretching of his slightly tightened up body. They had been more than once together and he was feeling it as he
وٍُكهɳ¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : was pretty damn sure she would be feeling it as well. Hearing his stomach growling while his body was feeling pretty... ichy and so he would try and arise from the bed to head for the bathing room to not only relieve himself but to clean up in a nice heated bath as well. Running his hands through that slightly shortened crimson mane, after meeting
وٍُكهɳ¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : up with a creature of immense power in the forests the other day... he would then have a few servants fix a tub of heated waters for a bath while he was in a robe and watching his beloved Nim sleep ~
¤Ɲiɱέɳᾶ¤ : The servants were fixing the waters and she awoke to the sounds of running water. They had an....extra carricular day to say the least. Her legs felt numb and felt like they would fold underneath her if she tried to stand upon them, the many positions she was in were things she wasn't used to but had a great time doing. If she was scared of <c>
¤Ɲiɱέɳᾶ¤ : love making before, that fear was certainly obliterated last night. She awoke her eyes first seeing Lucien smile at her. She smiled back and stretched in the bed before getting up. Her wings sprung forth from her back, pure white with gold tips on each and every feather as they wrapped around her naked form for comfort as she walked over to <c>
¤Ɲiɱέɳᾶ¤ : her beloved and kissed him on the lips ever so gently. Seeing the bath being drawn she smiled and spoke out. "Do you mind if I clean up with you?" She asked curiously. Then all of a sudden a fire imp leaped out of the fireplace bouncing a couple of times. She could hear squeaky giggles coming from the little creature, rolling around on the <c>
¤Ɲiɱέɳᾶ¤ : floor surpisingly not burning everything and pointing to the two of them. She blinked and stood up looking to Lucien speaking softly. "Were we watched by your little imps last night?" She asked curiously her cheeks going about ten shades red of embarrassment. <e>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : The new Queen wanted to pounce on Tylan right there and start beating him with her fists wildly till he stopped moving when he started laughing at her. She didn't understand. Couldn't he see how serious she was? She couldn't believe it. especially when he spoke of two people being naked together in the bed. "Aren't you suppose to do that <c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : when your married and not before? Thats what I always have been told, I know what it means when a man and a woman are naked together in bed I am not a dolt! I..." She wanted to say that her father wouldn't do such a thing is all. Neither would her brother right? Though by the way he was acting she started freaking out. "Dear god I am <c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : surrounded by deviants!!" She yelled out and started to run from the room. <e>
₮ɏɭᾶɳ¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : Tylan saw her trying to run and caught her instantly pulling her in a hug and sighing lightly pulling her to his chest speaking out.. "Little sister. You are not surrounded by deviants.." He said sighing heavily and decided he could explain a little bit. "I saw from the very beginning our father was in love with Nimena, when two people are in[c]
₮ɏɭᾶɳ¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : love....they...sometimes express that physically..." He was not going to go into details on the physical part what so ever as he continued on breaking the hug and holding her hands to get her to look at him speaking out. "Though I am glad to hear you are saving yourself for marriage as you should being in the position you are and I will make [c]
₮ɏɭᾶɳ¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : sure that no man unless it is the man you love and marry ever lays a hand on you as long as I breathe...but in Nimena and fathers case...they are very much consenting adults....and very much in love....they did nothing wrong and even though it is something you should not have seen...it just so happens that you did. Don't be afraid, even if [c]
₮ɏɭᾶɳ¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : father finds out and happens to be upset....I wont let him stay mad at you.." He said with a smirk as he gave her a kiss on her forehead and opened the door to let her back into the main hall. "Go to the gardens...have a cup of tea and relax...everything will be alright...you want me to come with you?" He asked her curiously since her [c]
₮ɏɭᾶɳ¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : aka their father was apparently still busy because he hadn't seen Lady Nimena around either. [e]
وٍُكهɳ¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : his smile brightened up even more while watching her move and then come over to him with her wings covering up what he liked to look at... very much. He leaned down slightly and kissed her lips lightly but with love laced within it. he then glanced on over to the imp and hissed towards it. The imp sobered up swiftly as it then just looked to
وٍُكهɳ¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : Lucien and they seemed to have a staring contest for quite a long few moments. He then blinked and groaned as he pinched the bridge of his nose. "Gisselle came to speak with you earlier only to find me here with you in your bed... so ah... we will probably have to talk with her after we get cleaned up and dressed." he chuckled softly for he had a
وٍُكهɳ¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : feeling he would have to do so at one point or other with both his children to let them know that obviously Nim and himself were... together. Eventualy the tub being filled up he would then take her hand and bring her with him while the robe slipped from his body and after stepping into the tub he would help her in and sit her onto his lap~ "Does
وٍُكهɳ¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : this answer your question?" smiling lightly and kissing her passionately~
¤Ɲiɱέɳᾶ¤ : Nimena looked to him in shock when she found out that Gisselle had found them in a ....most compromising position. "Oh dear..." She said softly to herself. She didn't know how much the girl understood of the birds and bees, though she had a feeling with as much as her mother bounced around she had somewhat of a good idea. Sighing lightly not<c>
¤Ɲiɱέɳᾶ¤ : knowing what else to say as Lucien walked her into the bathroom, when he started putting her into the tub she quickly retracted her wings back into her back. Those feathers getting wet would have gotten extremely heavy and she wouldn't have been able to fly anywhere for sometime. She willingly sat down on his lap and kissed him back <c>
¤Ɲiɱέɳᾶ¤ : passionately for a few moments and giggled when he asked if that answered her question. "Your so funny.." She said shaking her head as she got a cloth and turning so her chest was pretty much in his face as she reached around and started to scrub his back for him gently speaking out. "It would probably be best if...I talk to her...tis better <c>
¤Ɲiɱέɳᾶ¤ : if women talk to girls then men...I know she is your daughter, but....after I calm her of what she...saw...whatever she saw...then we can talk to her about.....us..." She thought that maybe the birds and the bees might come up which is why she felt she was better suited for the task. <e>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : She tried to pull away from him and run but he had her in such a tight grip she couldn't get away and they were in a dark room so no one was there to help. She closed her eyes as he started speaking to her about two people in love and she really didn't want to hear about that right now, she's already had a long day fearing the Sam situation may<c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : get out of hand due to her mouth. When it was over and he kissed her forehead and let her out telling her to go to the gardens she raised an eyebrow speaking out. "You may be my older brother but you don't get to tell me what to do.." She said with her hands on her hips looking as though she may stomp her foot at any moment. She sighed <c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : heavily, even though he shouldn't have told her what to do he was absolutely right, and she really didn't want to be alone right now. "Yes...come on...I don't...want to be alone..." She said in soft tones as she walked away to head to the garden area, the servants already knowing to bring tea outside, it was her favorite place to have tea...<c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : or it used to be since she was a child. <e>
₮ɏɭᾶɳ¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : Tylan could do nothing more then chuckle, in some ways his sister seemed to be a firecracker as well, either that or he needed to work on his speakings with women in every degree because it seemed like every female he has spoken to short of Nim has wanted to punch his lights out at some point, or worse like throw daggers and swords. He tries to[c]
₮ɏɭᾶɳ¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : be the nice guy, just sometimes he doesn't have the proper wording to be able to convey to females as to what he is actually trying to say rather it be a beautiful woman like Samarah or someone as simple as his beautiful sister Gisselle. Running a hand through his hair he started to follow her when she said she didn't wish to be alone and to [c]
₮ɏɭᾶɳ¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : not tell her what to do. It took every ounce of fiber in the poor boys being to not laugh out loud at her current demeanor. Boy did his father have his hands full before he came around. He could tell why some of the staff get so frustrated with her. She just needed patients, he could tell that she was naive about a lot of things in a lot of [c]
₮ɏɭᾶɳ¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : ways. He wondered before she met their father and himself if she was living life in a box as he escorted her to the garden area where he watched them serve her tea with a watchful eye making sure there were no herbal sedatives. [e]
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : Gisselle spent a lot of time with Tylan in the gardens last night. It was good that her brother was actually able to calm her down but she still hadn't seen her father or Nimena. Tylan had left her to go check on Samarah which made her kind of sad but she knew that he had to do what he had to do, her brother couldn't be with her all the time <c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : as much as the rest of her family for that matter. The servants had brought her a lighter crown of sorts, it was more like a head dress of silver and emeralds, where a dainty chain came across her forehead with a emerald in the center and the rest of the hair pieces with tiny emeralds and pearls strung through her hair. She wore a simple green<c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : and silver gown ..the silver part just a simple leafy design around the bodice and the rest of the gown made of a very fine silky material that went to the floor, long sleeved and scoop necked, very proper, simple and elegant. She looked like a true Queen not sitting in the throne at the moment, but in her favorite place besides the stables and<c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : horse riding. She was in the gardens having some tea. She had not seen her friend Kaien since the cabin where she was resting after breaking her ankle in the trappers pit, which was also one of the last days she had seen her father Sarkas. How she missed them both so much, if they were here she wouldn't be in the position she was in as she <c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : set her tea cup down and started to play with the ring on her finger left to her by Kaien. Her father Lucien was right, a Darastrix never ran from anything, but if she had the chance to, she would have run from this crown, because every person she has seen wear it has ended up dead or defeated. She feared she was next on the chopping block, <c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : which made it worse because she was the last heir to the throne. <e>
ǂKᴀɪᴇɴǂ : -Kaien had been a troubled soul since the last time he had spoken with Gisselle; between the guilt he harbored in having triggered that traumatic evening to the still lingering threat of this Queen gone rogue that they had on their hands. As such, Kaien had been flitting between his chambers in the castle proper and the road; in search of what <C>
ǂKᴀɪᴇɴǂ : other information he could track down about the twisted creature that claimed Arafina's visage. It would be on the return from one such journey that word of the recent, and rather sudden changes in Gisselle's life came to his attention, a change that now drew the elven male toward the gardens from his personal chambers. This travel would of <C>
ǂKᴀɪᴇɴǂ : course cause the ring she toyed with to thrum and build to that comfortable warmth that marked its pair's closer proximity, ultimately marking him as being within the gardens that surrounded her right before his voice rang out across the tranquil surrounds. They had met once since the night in the cabin, though with all of the changes that had <C>
ǂKᴀɪᴇɴǂ : occurred since then, it wouldn't be surprising if she had forgotten. "Such worry weighs on you, what is the problem, Princess?" Yes, the title was out of place as of recently, but no coronation would change what he viewed her as, so without the masses viewing; Princess would remain her title to him.-
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : How could she ever forget someone she had trusted so much and told so much to in her past? She let go of the ring surprised it worked as she looked up to see him stand there smiling warmly when he had called her princess. She preferred hearing that title compared to her current one, far less responsibility. "Other then the fact that I ended <c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : up missing you yet again....though I know you have your work to tend too, which is why I don't call as often as I should.." She explained as she offered the seat at the small table near her for him to sit on. If she could she would have hugged him right then and there she was very happy to see him, but with so many guards and her fathers Imp <c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : watching her every move, she didn't feel as that would be a wise decision. "I have been forced to sit on the throne...." She explained as she sighed heavily folding her hands in her lap. Since the night Sarkas had confessed that my mother was indeed still alive and plotting to kill me, he took off from the castle... no one knows where but no <c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : one has seen him since that night. Due to his absence the court felt that the throne should not be left unfilled and I am the only heir.." She explained.....she didn't quite explain the fact that after winter if Sarkas hadn't returned she would have to spend time finding a husband, but wouldn't have to rush as much as she would have if she <c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : hadn't of made her father Steward. "I have a feeling that I am to be next on the chopping block, everyone who has worn this crown as of recent has either vanished or perished. I am the last Ronorian/Xenoscient decendant..." She explained looking down to the ring and started to play with it again. <e>
ǂKᴀɪᴇɴǂ : "Oh, you flatter me. You should know well enough what they say of flattery, Princess..." His tone was a light, playfully chiding one as he crossed to the offered chair, even despite that light tone, his expression remained flat so that those guards looking on from a distance would only have the image of his normal behavior as a guardian around <C>
ǂKᴀɪᴇɴǂ : Gisselle. Settling down to the seat, he'd listen and nod to her words. "Quite the uncomfortable looking seat it is..." Served as his snap response to her remark of being forced to sit on the throne. "... I can see why it took being forced to do so." The remainder of her remark caused his brows to furrow and a slight tightening of his lips to <C>
ǂKᴀɪᴇɴǂ : complete the scowl he had to offer as response to such happenings. It was logical, of course, and the only logical course of action from that point was to attempt to ensure that the lineage continued... Which could only mean that she was leaving one thing out. "You know better than that. Already, you've had family you never knew you had come..."<C>
ǂKᴀɪᴇɴǂ : "... to your aid, and more friends and family still building in numbers to surround you. Have faith in them, as they do in you." Fingertips drummed lightly on the table top as he thought over a matter or two that had been gaining ground within his mind since their last encounter. "You know... You can call for me any time. If I'm not away..." <C>
ǂKᴀɪᴇɴǂ : "... from the castle, I will come in all haste."-
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : Gisselle nodded agreeing with him knowing that she did have a lot of friends and family on her side recently even some she had just met jumping in and vowing their allegiance to her without asking. She didn't know why so many had taken a shine to her but she wasn't going to discredit it by any means, she needed all the help she could get. She <c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : looked up to him finally stopping herself from playing with that ring after he said she could call upon him anytime....she wondered for a moment if it was for any reason as she spoke out quietly so that only he may hear. "You say I may call upon you at any time....my wonder is if its for any reason necessary.." She asked with a soft sigh <c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : before taking a sip of her tea there was silence for a few moments as she decided to choose her words carefully. He probably had an inkling of some sort that it was coming, or maybe he was oblivious she wasn't sure, but here goes nothing as she spoke in whisper. "There may come a time at some point in the near future if King Sarkas does not <c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : return and I am to remain on the throne that the court will push for me...to have a husband.." She explained as she pushed her embarrassing feelings down in the pit of her stomach as best as she could and just laid her cards out on the table..she had trusted him with her secrets before, here was another large one she had buried she was about to<c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : reveal. "If that time comes....I trust you more then any male I have come across in the past....I have shared my secrets with you when you were my official guardian...I trust you with my life and know you would never do anything to harm me nor let anyone else near me with that intent. I know possibly being by my side is an extremely large <c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : burden to bare but....if I ask you in the future to be by my side...at that capacity....would it be something you would consider?" She wasn't sure what the answer would be, if he would say no that wouldn't change their friendship in any way, for she knows that is an extreme amount of responsibility to be asking of someone, but if she had to be <c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : forced to be with someone, she wouldn't want to be with anyone else, there was no one else she trusted enough. <e>
ǂKᴀɪᴇɴǂ : "You mean other than that Her Majesty desires my presence?" His remark carried the prodding tone he used in prior times of using her title as Princess to tease the rather down-to-earth girl, now having an even more powerful title to use in such jest. Before she spoke again, he'd just shake his head and answer her question. "None needed. It..." <C>
ǂKᴀɪᴇɴǂ : "... is my duty as body guard, and more importantly; as your friend." Sure, there were more reasons that he was alright with being in her company beyond it being a comfort to her, but it was easier for him to explain it awya like that. Though, as she spoke, bringing light to the issue he knew she had danced around before; his expression shifted <C>
ǂKᴀɪᴇɴǂ : steadily from that flat mask he used to keep onlookers at bay to to one of shock as he realized where her thoughts were going. At first, his eyes simply widened through the mention of her trust being so heavily swayed in his direction, his mouth opening as if to offer response, but just hanging in place for a lingering moment until she finally <C>
ǂKᴀɪᴇɴǂ : posed the question he realized about half way through that she was working toward, and the blood flow in his face went all sorts of out of whack; simultaneously paling further than his normal tone of skin and taking a tone over his cheekbones gradually likening more to a ripe tomato than elven flesh. "I... uh... Heh..." Words didn't work in his <C>
ǂKᴀɪᴇɴǂ : head for a few moments, let alone make it to that fumbling tongue. She was asking him a hell of a question, skipping right past mention of having any interest of any variety in him and all the way into asking if he'd take her hand, if she was forced to offer it to -someone.- It kind of just shut things down for Kaien for a few moments while his <C>
ǂKᴀɪᴇɴǂ : mind recovered from the sudden system shock it had just been slapped with. Finally, the hand that had been drumming its fingertips on the table lifted to palm his face, dragging down from his features before he spoke, of course bringing some rather comical expressions and distortions of them on its way. "That is quite the request, Gisselle." <C>
ǂKᴀɪᴇɴǂ : His tone started off, more serious than he had maintained with her in some time. "I mean, that would come with title and responsibilities..." A shake of his head, and a distant look bled into his eyes for a moment before they turned to match hers, squinting ever so slightly. "Not to mention that I'd have to go out in public with you..." The <C>
ǂKᴀɪᴇɴǂ : joking tone filtered back in on that last remark, and continued. "... And heaven forbid, even pretend to enjoy your company." A mock shudder ran through him at the thought before he flashed a teasing smirk her direction, still withholding his answer for a moment, though he figured she'd know it well enough without his uttering. Hells, the method<C>
ǂKᴀɪᴇɴǂ : of answering his instincts screamed for him to give would have been many degrees of inappropriate for such a public venue, or any room with a lit flame in eyesight. Such sappy stuff was just embarassing to be seen by any other than its intended audience.-
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : She watched his reaction at first and was extremely worried deep inside herself knowing that it was quite the request she was making to him, not something she was oblivious to. She almost held her breath for a moment before he respond, it was quite the request for her to have the courage to say let alone such for him to take in. She had nodded<c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : breathing a little when he had stated that was quite the request. She looked down blushing quite profusely when he started speaking about the title, the responsibilities and being seen in public with her. Even the part of pretending to enjoy her company made her close her eyes and try to stop her cheeks from getting redder then they already <c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : were. Yet, something in her mind told her that she was a dolt and it was too soon to bring the possibility to the table. Then again it would be better to bring it to the table now as a potential possibility so he at least has the time to run away instead of waiting till the last minute and ask him if he would be by her side in merely a few <C>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : days or possibly a couple of weeks notice. It took her a long time to speak before she finally did not exactly looking at him yet still keeping her voice quiet so only he could hear. "I know it is quite the request and I am sorry for asking you ....to possibly step forward and take a title by my side..." She trailed off sighing heavily with <c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : her eyes closed still fidgeting with her fingers before continuing on. "I......you know what I am sorry this is wrong.." She said standing up and opening her eyes a moment to look to him. "These responsibilities are mine to bare ....I am born into this...I do not have a choice...but you do...I do not want to force this on anyone especially <c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : someone I care for as a close dear friend....forgive me and forget I asked....if I scared you away I completely understand..." She had felt like she completely embarrassed herself, she didn't understand what possessed herself to bring something like this to Kaien now, probably because she was trying to keep what she had left close to her, maybe<c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : it was because of the sparkles in her eyes everytime she saw him that she tried to hide because of how kind he had been and the way he treats her when he is around. But she didn't want to force someone she cared for into a position they didn't want to be in as she bowed her head to him and started to walk away from the table heading into the <c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : direction of the castle doing everything in her power to keep her whits about her. She was scared of being appointed to someone that was possibly a tyrant, or like Caratis or .....potentially worse. She was scared for many reasons, after all this is her second day as Queen. <e>
ǂKᴀɪᴇɴǂ : She spoke, and he listened, and hwen she began to recant her questioning, he sat forward, even shifted to get up from his seat as he felt his little tease being turned from the attempt at lightening her spirits into something far worse than he had intended. Silence was his response until she turned to walk away, stunned from the mixture of her <C>
ǂKᴀɪᴇɴǂ : request and how stupid his response was to give. She was putting a very serious, tenuous topic out there and he dashed it with an attempt at humor? A little growl slipped from Kaien's lips as he practically lept from his seat to pursue her retreating form, directing a rather piercing glare in the direction of the guard closest to the door along <C>
ǂKᴀɪᴇɴǂ : with a brief flick of the wrist as if demanding he busy his attention with the far side of the gardens from where Kaien would finally catch up to the Princess-turned-Queen. No hesitation would be afforded to check if the guard followed his hasty demand, or really to worry if anyone else was paying attention to that only slightly more secluded <C>
ǂKᴀɪᴇɴǂ : area near to the doorway back in to the castle. His left arm extended, its hand gently grasping her right elbow and giving a slight tug back his way as his voice rang out. "Gisselle, wait." No comedy, no sarcasm, just a sincere request. Granted, he had no idea where he was going to go from that point; he just knew he couldn't let her retreat <C>
ǂKᴀɪᴇɴǂ : into the castle still thinking he had given her an answer he hadn't. "You are right, that back there was wrong, but not in the way you think." If she would turn to face him, his eyes would seek to lock with her own. "I shouldn't have teased you like that, at least not until after I told you this..." A sigh was heaved, and his mind and heart <C>
ǂKᴀɪᴇɴǂ : silently braced for the ramifications. "I would not consider such a request, as there is nothing to consider in it at all. In any capacity, in so many ways, I would not hesitate to answer in the way I hoped you would know already, since you had the mind to ask." The hand that had gripped her arm quickly found itself at his side, a slight smile <C>
ǂKᴀɪᴇɴǂ : creeping back across his features as he sought to again restore her moods, this time without joking or teasing. "You're not the only one who finds light in the time we spend together, and as for the question you posed the other night?" A hint toward a time she may have forgotten, or dismissed as a dream, as she was rather inebriated when they <C>
ǂKᴀɪᴇɴǂ : had parted in the main hall that evening. Two fingers were held up, then the middle one coiled back into the fist only leaving the index finger extended long enough for him to lightly tap the tip of her nose. "This might be an appropriate moment, yeah?"-
ℒℴɾɗ ℬℓᶏͼƙɦℯᶏɾϮ had been once more, out in the forge, his tools ringing out against a few pieces of metal he had been working on. So far, it looked as though he were crafting a new weapon, this one much heavier, and a lot more sturdy for those of the nobility to use, but this was fine with him. As he worked, he took notice of the guards still on their patrol around the palace, though one of them seemed to be drawing near to him, her sword drawn, despite how worn it appeared. Thinking he was in trouble, he would halt c>
ℒℴɾɗ ℬℓᶏͼƙɦℯᶏɾϮ his work at once, and turn to face the armored female, his hands held behind his back. "I doubt I was causing any trouble, officer." He tilted his head, unsure of why one of the armed forces of Eladrin would come to him, and with their weapon drawn as well, though, perhaps there was something he had done, which he didn't even know about. "I assure you, if I am in trouble, I will go with you silently, and not cause a scene." He began with a smile. "That is, if your report is in fact true." He stated.
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : She thought for sure he was going to let her go retreat into the castle to be alone. She had gotten close to the doorway when she felt a tug at her arm bringing her backwards gently to bring her back to Kaien. Her eyes went wide for a second but didn't make a sound when she saw the seriousness in his face as he brought her back to tell her to <c>
وٍُكهɳ¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ Lessil : she had heard that there was a new smith for their weaponry and armor and with her weapon getting a bit... decrepit she thought she would go and speak with him. She had just come off from her patrolings and thought it the best time to show the weapon of choice and how damaged it had become over the years. She tilted her head of golden
وٍُكهɳ¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ wheat like coloring and smiled with her deep green eyes dancing in the settling of the lights in his forge. "No.. you are fine Smithy but I am coming with blade out for I wish to see if you will be able to make a new one for me. I have heard that there was a new smithy and I am hoping that perhaps..." she shrugged her small shoulders a bit... "Help
وٍُكهɳ¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ out with it?" asking as her voice was almost like that of a spring time evening wind.~
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : wait. He confirmed what she had said was wrong, but not in the way she thought confused her. She listed to him as she felt his hand move from her arm to her waist then touched her nose with his other hand, it brought a warm smile to her features as she placed a hand over the arm that as on her waist. "I am glad you found light in the time we <c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : She thought for sure he was going to let her go retreat into the castle to be alone. She had gotten close to the doorway when she felt a tug at her arm bringing her backwards gently to bring her back to Kaien. Her eyes went wide for a second but didn't make a sound when she saw the seriousness in his face as he brought her back to tell her to <c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : wait. He confirmed what she had said was wrong, but not in the way she thought confused her. She listed to him as her eyes now fixated on his speaking out in soft tones after he tapped her nose leaving her with a warm smile. "I am glad you see light in our time spent together.." She whole heartedly remembered what questions she posed to him <c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : the night she decided to partake in a little extra wine then usual, she took the extra sips in attempt to build up just a little extra courage to pose said question. She giggled after he tapped her nose the guards remaining at their posts in the gardens. Most of them if not all knew he was her guardian in the past and current friend. He was <c>
ℒℴɾɗ ℬℓᶏͼƙɦℯᶏɾϮ blinked a moment, as he indeed had been working on a new project for those of the Eladrin guard, though whether or not they would take well to this new design, he was uncertain of. He nodded, and turned about, to perform the final few strikes to its gilded hilt, the pommel and guard both sporting a rich, almost polished ruby as their main sources of balance. He would very carefully get the tongs, and quench it in his trough of water beside his work area, the sizzling blade, and brilliant gems now c>
ℒℴɾɗ ℬℓᶏͼƙɦℯᶏɾϮ almost shining in the late afternoon rays, the man now revealing this new weapon to her with a nod. "I believe this can answer that question far better than I can, officer." He chuckled, before he explained what it was. "Two and a half feet from pommel to tip, its blade crafted from star fire, and Celestial steel, making it even stronger than adamantine in durability." He began, as he continued on with his thoughts. "Its hilt and hand guard are a combination of adamantine, and brushed gold for a more c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : well known for beating the ever living daylights out of the idiot Caratis who sneaked into her chambers when she was a princess. She smiled to him and nodded when he asked if this was the appropriate time in a seemingly much better mood then she was when she walked away smiling warmly. "Aye...it is...." She said as she leaned up placing a <c>
Ǥῖȿȿفȴȴف¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : quick peck on his cheek. <e>
ℒℴɾɗ ℬℓᶏͼƙɦℯᶏɾϮ regal look, along with with more balance, and less weight." He would then present the weapon to her in his both hands. "Along its blade are runes of Elven magic, their spell being a Mark of Justice." He chuckled. "If you strike an evil being with this, and activate its runes, they will be marked with the spell, and must comply with the task given, or you have full rights, to destroy them as you see fit." He informed her, before he lowered his head, in respect for her, should the guard accept his gift.
وٍُكهɳ¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : Lessil : would tilt her head as she watched him and what he was doing. Sure she knew how to use certain weapons but to make them? that was just beyond her capabilities to do but she could appreciate the great craftmanship that this man obviously had. She would take the weapon as if it were going to burn her but while listening to his words she then
وٍُكهɳ¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : put it to the edge so that she would look down it and note that it not only weighed a bit lighter then her old one but it was very straight and she could not see any blemishes within the workmanship of it. "My goodness this is a magnificant blade but I am sure that the estate would not be able for a lowly guard such as myself to afford such a
ǂKᴀɪᴇɴǂ : -Her return to a smile brought one of his own to his lips, her response only causing his to spread a little further than the ordinary smiles he cast in her presence. "There's the demeanor more suited for you." Nodding once to himself, his attention turned briefly to the guard nearby before again focusing on her just as that brush of her lips <C>
وٍُكهɳ¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ : blade... I mean... it would be wonderful to have and such but..." she sighes softly and after doing a bit of movements with it she would hesitantly start to then hand it back to Damien.~
ǂKᴀɪᴇɴǂ : graced his cheek, drawing the blush right back to them for a moment before he returned the gesture and moved past her toward the door back into the castle, casually drawing it open and motioning for her to lead the way inside, if she so wished with a faint flourish. "My Queen." His tone carried affection which reflected in his motions, and the <C>
ǂKᴀɪᴇɴǂ : slight spark to his eye. It was apparent that he was more than just a little nervous to be speaking of such things in clear view and earshot of so many. One never knew who would use such information against you, after all.-
ھėvàٍʼn : he wasnt easy navigating a new city, luckily he'd found a map at something akin to a visitors center...mostly reserved for merchants to drop their goods they had little issue with making a copy and sending the fox on his way with a map of locations for food, shelter, and goods. though favoritism always played a part and the map only had>
ھėvàٍʼn : listed locations of shops within a merchants guild or friends, it limited his choices but there was always something new to discover! looking down at the map with ears lifted tall he walked around people without looking at them and let his ears do the seeing for him. following the map to a recommended blacksmith, he didnt have much need in the>
ℒℴɾɗ ℬℓᶏͼƙɦℯᶏɾϮ merely chuckled a little, when she praised his work, the man now straightening in his posture as he pushed her hands back towards her. "This one is free for your use, as I can see by your old one, it no longer has the strength it once had." He began, before offering his hands out for her old blade. "In fact, may I?" He asked, his intention clear of wanting this weapon, but what he would do with such a worn out thing was beyond most of the imagination of most of the citizens. "I can likely make this c>
ℒℴɾɗ ℬℓᶏͼƙɦℯᶏɾϮ into a more useful trinket, or perhaps even a piece of jewelry for the nobles in the castle." He admitted, the concept of re-using old items likely being foreign to this realm, though, in his own lands, it was not just a practice, but it had become a law, that any metals, or plastics were to become something else. "I promise I will not cause any more damage to it, and will even let the entire land know that it was once your old treasure." He remarked with a sincere nod of his head. He enjoyed this job.
ھėvàٍʼn : way of a weapon he couldnt use but if he ever wanted to learn he'd have to pick one or two up...or a dozen...finding said blacksmith he let himself in and looked about for shop keep, or smith, or if they were one in the same that was just as well. tails swishing about behind him as he closed the door behind him~
وٍُكهɳ¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ Lessil : she paused in his words and looked very surprised indeed by them. she looked as if she wanted to say something but she just handed him her old sword while then putting her new one into her sheath. "I.. will tell the others for there are more of us that need better weaponry and or... improved ones." she smiled with a blushing and licking of
وٍُكهɳ¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ her lips for she was not really sure what to say but... "Thank you Sir black smith. I am Lessil, by the way." ~
ℒℴɾɗ ℬℓᶏͼƙɦℯᶏɾϮ heard the door to the forge area close with a light click, though he would not look at his new visitor for now. Word seemed to have traveled fast about his skill in the forge, so he would merely hold up his left hand, signaling with just his index finger upward. "I will be with you in just a moment." He informed his newest company, the man now taking the lady's old blade, and carefully laid it down, among many other projects to still be completed. "You're most welcome. Damien's the name." He informed.
ھėvàٍʼn : ears went back and he smiled softly "take your time, ill just browse for the moment" bending slightly at the hips apologetically for taking the smiths attention off his current customer he held his hands to his front and walked about the shop here and there to look at anything that seemed like a good fit for him...not that he really had an>
ھėvàٍʼn : idea as to what he was really looking for. ears catching the name he minded his own business but did look over at the two to see who was talking, if he knew them, and just generally being nosy from a distance~
وٍُكهɳ¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ Lessil : nodding her head to the male... "A great honor to know you Sir Damien and I will be happy to tell the others of your work... even show them it as well." she smiled a bit while then seeing that he had another customer and to be fair not to take up a lot of his time she then nodded to the other only to look back to Damien once more. "I am
وٍُكهɳ¤Ɗᾶمᾶ¾Ϯمكӿ indebted to you for such a lovely piece and I shall carry it with pride in my heart, Sir Damien." putting her right hand just a bit under her small left breast in a salute and then turning around to leave so that he could go see his next customer.~
ℒℴɾɗ ℬℓᶏͼƙɦℯᶏɾϮ felt the air rush by him as though another creature were passing by him, the man still focused on the guard for now. "What honor would a mere forge smith like me bring you?" He inquired with a second lowering of his head. Granted he was a deity to some, but here, he was just a simple craftsman, and a smith of weapons, armor, and various other metal items. "I thank you very much for your praise, and I hope to see the others visiting soon." He would walk her towards the door as she left his shop behind.
ھėvàٍʼn : plain and simple to some oddly shaped weapons were interesting and some just confusing to him as to how they were suppose to work but then he came to a special display of swords and his eyes lit up in wonder. he bent at the hip in a full blown bow to almost press his nose to the sword on display. each one its own master piece and each>
ھėvàٍʼn : sporting its own flare unlike the one next to it, yet strangely it felt like each belonged to the set...how ingenious! the smith could probably sell the entire set at full price and claim easily it was a bargain. his eyes felt like they knew as if some were based off an element, others maybe a season of the year...or both! his tail swayed here and>
ھėvàٍʼn : there with the embers from its tip floating upwards like snow in the reverse. looking back to the smith and his current guest he looked past them and to something of a metal crest on the wall..perhaps a clan crest? a symbol of the mans faith? standing back from the display of swords he tilted his head down a bit sadly, he wanted one for the fact>
ھėvàٍʼn : they were beautiful but knew they would be wasted on him. tearing himself away from them he watched the smith guide his guest from the shop with the usual fond farewells, it sounded like he was just getting started...with work like these he doubted the shop would be empty of patrons for much longer. when the smith was ready...Damien as he thought>
ھėvàٍʼn : the man was named he waited by the work space politly and stared at a strange hourglass that didnt seem to tell time...the sand was stuck floating about! what a wonderful place he'd found...no wonder it was on the map!~
·Izzy· : -Izzy didn't tend to use weapons, or at the very least didn't seem to carry them around openly. And armour? The very idea was abhorrant to her. 'Nothing but a big shiny target that slows you down', as she had once stated. So just why she was drawn to the smith was anybody's guess. ...Well, okay, she was returning something she'd 'borrowed' when c>
·Izzy· : helping move some things back to the training rooms. Something about her losing a bet and being 'an ideal packhorse' as said by the good for nothing dandelion-muncher who she'd later on beaten soundly in a drinking competition. Even in such a noble place, Izzy could drag a little of the uncouth wherever she went. It was an artform, and one that c>
·Izzy· : clung to her contradictory natures. A fingerless gloved hand pushed the door open and managed to weave between Damien and whoever it was who was leaving, though she was already distracted by the warmth. From the outside, Izzy seemed to have a fascination with fire. To those who truly knew her, it was far more than that. She seemed to entirely c>
·Izzy· : ignore everybody, drawn immediately to the source of the warmth, an almost loving look in silvery eyes as one fingerless gloved hand reached into her long and sleeveless black leather coat, pulling the file out and muttering "This was in a crate..." almost dreamily. As soon as she'd warmed up, she'd no doubt be amazed by her surroundings, but c>
·Izzy· : right now? That was all secondary to her. "...Oh, hi." ...Greetings were better late than never, right?-
ℒℴɾɗ ℬℓᶏͼƙɦℯᶏɾϮ kept his violet gaze on this new visitor to the forge, watching as they were browsing about, even giving a much closer look to his selection of weaponry, specifically those from the faerie set, but he remained silent for the most part. It was when the visitor caught their eyes on the hourglass, that he would speak up. "If you wish to handle that, do be cautious." He instructed with a smirk. "The sand tells the length of my life, rather than the time of day." He informed his guest, his violet gaze now c>
ℒℴɾɗ ℬℓᶏͼƙɦℯᶏɾϮ settling on the trough beside him, and started work on one of his other projects, this one in particular, showing lines of rich, crimson red braided almost, in the black onyx blade. "What would you like this evening?" He began, uncertain as to the gender of this visitor, so he would use a more universal word, to show his greeting. "Friend?" He chuckled, his hammer ringing out like church bells against the weapon he was now starting his work on. "Anything you like?" He inquired with a knowing smirk.
ھėvàٍʼn : glancing back to the smith as he went to his work, admirable to say the least. interlacing his finger behind his back and keeping his arms straight he watched the man work and paid attention to the hour glass she spoke of. he had no idea such things existed, to know the span of your own life? "what a terrible burden" he spoke quietly and looked>
ھėvàٍʼn : back to Damien. "i would find that horrible..." he smiled softly at the man and shrugged a bit, he wondered if the man was just as well at peace with that truth as any other truth. thankfully it was down to business "im looking for a dagger, maybe several of them" ears going back and noticing Izzy...how did he not hear her come in? looking back to>
ھėvàٍʼn : Damien. "i do see several items i like" lifting a finger and pointing at the display the fantastic weaponry he couldnt word. "those are breath taking...i wonder if you are willing to accept custom work?" he hoped, the man had exceptional skill at various style and design. it had been many months since he had found anyone he was interested in>
ھėvàٍʼn : forging a design he had found and dug up in that old library~
·Izzy· : -Blinking several times, the blue-haired little act of walking violence shook off her mini-trance, flipping the file around and looking at it before glancing up to the other two and offering a smile, before absently going back to looking at the fire, placing the file down with other similar ones as she moved closer to the flame. Almost c>.
·Izzy· : dangerously close, as though she expected it to start whispering something. She had told Nimena in the past about the 'call' flame had to her. The hotter, the better. Thanks to her nature, Izzy was at no risk of burning herself, but even so. It looked unnerving for those who didn't know of her nature. No worries there from Damien, though. He had c>
·Izzy· : figured out something of her nature when they'd first met, but was far from knowing the whole truth. She'd caught the conversation about the hourglass, and didn't turn to look at Sevron when she spoke nonchalantly. "A burden...Or a gift, depending on how you look at it. You always know precisely how long you have to finish your work." There was c>
·Izzy· : a pause. "...Whatever that might be." Damien had been subjected to Izzy's rather pragmatic view of the world before, so this probably wasn't a shocking thing to hear from her. "For the record? Don't go outside. It's glacial." Okay, it wasn't THAT bad. But winter and Izzy were arch-enemies. Exaggeration was par for the course, if only for humour.-
ℒℴɾɗ ℬℓᶏͼƙɦℯᶏɾϮ shook his head a little bit, as he watched yet one more visitor enter in, this one being a female, and seeking warmth it seemed, from the chill of the winter breeze. "Salutations to you as well, Izzy." He smiled, before his eyes then settled on the vulpine creature still taking a look around. "Not really, as I enjoy seeing the swirling colors of the sand inside it." He began, before he nodded his head. "Ah yes, my faerie set." He informed the creature. "That one was a rather popular request, but when c>
ℒℴɾɗ ℬℓᶏͼƙɦℯᶏɾϮ this realm was threatened with the assassination of its previous queen, a lot of the civilians left, afraid they would be next." He informed, casually nodding his head as he worked. "I find that whole thing silly of course, but these Elves are a lot more sensitive to that sort of thing, as well as a lot more serious if they're afraid of something." He would then get his tongs, and quench this newly forged item in the water trough. "Depends on what it is you want me to make for you, friend." He stated.
ھėvàٍʼn : looking to Izzy and her words, she was right, it really did depend on how you looked at it...it may be nice to look at the hourglass when you woke up and know that you were going to survive the day...what a comforting thought! though his ears stayed back and he felt a bit uneasy with the woman sitting so close to the fire, he trusted she knew>
ھėvàٍʼn : what she was doing but he had a look that someone had when nails were raked over a chalkboard when he looked at her...so he looked away. setting down his canvas sack he knelt down and rummaged through it a bit with a larger smile on his face, the man seemed halfway interested so there was no reason why he couldnt at least show off the design and>
ھėvàٍʼn : see what the man had to say! lifting a small folded parchment from the bag he stood and pulled from it a general design shape and blueprint from the parchement that was inked onto a length of fabric. "if your willing to make this ill order as many as a dozen provided i can afford that number of" biting his lip, it probably wasnt going to be cheap>
ھėvàٍʼn : but he had some leftover funds from his work as blood-pimp~
·Izzy· : -"You're cheery. Should I be scared?" The draconic side of Izzy was strong. While her nature seemed to be very much aligned with justice and 'good' as a whole, and while she practically burned with a kind of light to those who could see it, her personality was very much draconic at times. She could be sarcastic, sardonic, often come across as c>
·Izzy· : either aloof or arrogant, and she was bloody stubborn, but then they all made up part of who she was. Right now, that deadpan nature was showing through, though very much in good nature. She glanced up at a greatsword from where she was kneeling, momentarily transfixed on the workmanship before looking to the quench tank as it hissed. That sound c>
·Izzy· : brought back many happy memories for Izzy, and a smile uncontrollably crossed her face. Back in the Citadel as a child, she'd often find her way to the forges. Even then she was a little bundle of chaos. And then she saw Sevron's expression, the smile crossing into a smirk. Like it was nothing, one hand reached through the flame and picked up c>
·Izzy· : one of the coals, pulling it back and looking at the radiating whiting of the pad of her glove before letting her other hand close around it too, as if simply using it to warm her hands. "...Yeah. You'd better believe this has made things strange in the past. There I was, tied to a stake like an idiot..." She gave a songlike "Awkwaaard." with a c>
·Izzy· : grin crossing her face. She must have been in a good mood.-
ℒℴɾɗ ℬℓᶏͼƙɦℯᶏɾϮ had once more shook his head, when he turned his attention back onto the female. "Not at all, Izzy." He laughed a little at this point. "That is, unless you find there a reason to be afraid, when a forge smith enjoys their work." He ensured for her, as this job did seem to fit well with the young looking, raven haired man behind the anvil. It was here, when she reached out, and took one of the burning embers in her hand, the darkness merely laughing at this. "I can always get more of those, so you're c>
ℒℴɾɗ ℬℓᶏͼƙɦℯᶏɾϮ more than welcome to take a few to keep with you, little one." He assured the woman. "Not too many though. I still need what I have, to make this kid his request." He informed her as he now picked up a large piece of black onyx, and set it onto the sheep skin covered anvil. "I'll see what I can do for you, but I'll give you the finished item, when I'm done." He informed with a smirk. "This way, you get to see it, and test it out, to see if that's indeed what you want." He would then set to work on c>
ℒℴɾɗ ℬℓᶏͼƙɦℯᶏɾϮ the weapon, keeping the book by him, sitting on the top of his hourglass, so he could see it, and make the necessary design to it, and even make it more suited to his buying customer. Waving his hand, he would then gesture them both to a seating area, one just next to his fire pit, and the other just off to the side of that, should they wish to wait inside. Several hammers, and clangs, as well as several hisses of steam later, and the man gestured for the vulpine to take a look at his work.
ھėvàٍʼn : looking back over to Izzy holding a hot coal he would have paled if his dark grey fur didnt keep his color for him. the skip in his heart made him gasp a moment before he could tell Izzy was enjoying herself and his responses and he looked away, he wasnt going to feed her amusement anymore! looking back to Damien "kid?" standing a bit taller>
ھėvàٍʼn : "ill have you know i am a fox, good sir" lifting his chin a bit he turned and went to the waiting area as instructed and let that sink in. kid...pthh. crossing his arms as he sat and crossed his legs at the thigh. he settled in for what he expected to take hours, maybe he should come back in the morning? he waited several minutes before figureing>
ھėvàٍʼn : that sitting there was just rude and resigned to come back and when he had made that choice he looked to see Damien already motioning him over to take a look. he hesitated. "your not...done already are you?" taking several steps forward and then stopping several steps away still. so very curious but not at all wanting to get in the way~
·Izzy· : -An eyebrow raised as a now quite happily warm-handed Izzy dropped the ember back into the fire, brushing off the residue from her gloves on her long black coat. "You know me. I'm suspicious whenever -anybody- except me is happy." She paused for a moment. "Actually, I don't trust me when I'm happy." Okay. Yep. She was definitely in a good mood. c>
·Izzy· : That in itself was rather worrying, but again. A forge to her was like an open bar to a drunk. One hand moved to her waist, resting lightly on the dark brown leather covered, brass-clasped book that was attached to it, while the other reached out to lightly run across a blade in a rack. "Look at the hourglass, Sevron. He's older than dirt. He c>
·Izzy· : has every right to call the night sky 'kid'." A grin was beamed towards Damien before she turned back to the weapon she was momentarily interested in for some reason or another. Probably the engravings on it for whatever reason. She was often jokey like this, and for some reason felt that she could trust the smith from the first time they'd met, c>
·Izzy· : well, after the moment of tension after he'd offhandedly mentioned her draconic nature. Of course, if one could see the truth of things, Izzy was far older than she looked, too. Even if much of that was time spent in a borderplane where time flowed differently, she was very much a being out of place.-
ℒℴɾɗ ℬℓᶏͼƙɦℯᶏɾϮ listened to what the two of them had been saying to one another, merely laughing as they interacted, the darkness still keeping his focus on his work. He had been hammering a smaller chunk from the onyx stone, and was carefully following the book's design, his own flash, and flair added in. A few quenches in the water trough had the weapon shining, but he then added a layer of silver colored dust to it, and soaked it in the flames, before he then dipped it into a sand casing, this casing consisting c>
ℒℴɾɗ ℬℓᶏͼƙɦℯᶏɾϮ of liquid adamantine, coating the blade of this weapon in it entirely. Taking his tongs, he would then use them to set the blade once more into the fire pit, its flames sparking straight upward, as he moved it around, to ensure an even covering, the man now quenching its serrated form one last time, before he presented it to the vulpine creature. "Hopefully this is to your liking there, foxy." He chuckled, the weapon now glinting with a brilliant blade of blue green hue. "First is free, if you like it."
ھėvàٍʼn : ears quirked about at odd angles, older than dirt? he felt like he had been very disrespectful now. looking back to Izzy to see if she was playing tricks on him...but it didnt seem to be the case and he looked back to Damien looking down a bit and wringing his belt in tight hands that were now unsure what to say or do so instead he finished going>
ھėvàٍʼn : to the man as instructed and watched with ears laid flat and eyes wide as he watched the methods involved in ways he didnt understand, why water? what was that metal? what was it black? why did it change colors? why coat it? all faith placed into a man he didnt know to make a weapon that he had to put all faith into. his mind reeled a moment and>
ھėvàٍʼn : he brought himself to focus on it as it was offered to him. "f-free??" looking up at Damien with wide eyes, hand slipping around the blades grip gently and pulling it away softly. it was lighter than he expected! mouth open he turned the still warm blade over and bit his lip looking up at the man "you need to be paid for it...i cant just...>
ھėvàٍʼn : take it!" looking about for something...anything as an excuse to pay the man!~
·Izzy· : -Izzy gave an almost-fanged grin once more at the expression on Sevron's face. -He- was the one being disrespectful?! Frankly, that would be ridiculous. Izzy wouldn't stand for somebody taking her job! Rolling her shoulders a couple of times with a rather audible couple of pops, closely followed by her neck, she reached to pick up the large c>
·Izzy· : blade in one gloved hand, holding it out like it was made of something lightweight like wood and looking down the edge as though expecting to see something, before giving a thoughtful '...Hmm.' to herself and putting it back where she found it carefully. "See, while I like blades, they're great until the moment you don't have them. Making them c>
·Izzy· : is almost meditative, but actually using them always felt somehow...Uncomfortable for me. No idea why. I do love how every weapon has its own personality though..." She was absolutely like a kid in a candy store right now. Something highly unusual for her to ever be this expressive. Silver eyes turned to Sevron. "If you won't take it for free?" c>
·Izzy· : Her eyes flitted to Damien, before looking back. "Why not consider its price added to the next ones you get? I mean, from what I've heard you've not negotiated a price, so you'd be none the wiser. Meaning that technically it's NOT free..." Was that...Diplomacy? From Izzy? Okay, this was wrong. Where was the real her?!-
ℒℴɾɗ ℬℓᶏͼƙɦℯᶏɾϮ almost found his self laughing even harder when the creature's face lit up with delight, the smith now proud that his work was enjoyed by so many. "Well, I suppose I could let it go for two thousand gold for a set of six, if you're that insistent on paying me." He admitted, scratching the back of his head, as he picked up the chunk of onyx again, and repeated the same process as he did with the first one, five more being now taken out of the quenching trough, and displayed out for the creature. It c>
ℒℴɾɗ ℬℓᶏͼƙɦℯᶏɾϮ was then here, where the female offered her suggestion, and another slight smirk crossed his face. In a way, he really did hope that someone would catch on to this old rogue trick, though he never thought that he would be the one it was used on. "Looks like you know of that old trick as well Izzy." He chuckled. "I must say, that it feels refreshing now, seeing that tactic in action on one such as myself." He admitted. "Never thought I'd get to see it used, or even if any others knew of it, besides me."
ھėvàٍʼn : tail swishing about, the gold rings adorning the tail reflecting the light of the burning pit in which the blade had been forged for him. he smiled softly and looked back to Izzy "im looking forward to knowing what i like and what i dont like in terms of weapons" turning the dagger over and smileing at it...it turned out better than the picture>
ھėvàٍʼn : did justice...maybe it was just the skill that went into it. "until then...every weapon feels is uncomfortable" laughing softly and lifting his head between the two of them with ears flicking about as they exchanged their words. he was good with numbers, he could balance a book and he could give out the pay and benefits to the specifications>
ھėvàٍʼn : of expectations...but he didnt have a mind for the level of tricky merchant tricks they spoke of. it was a terrible thought to him as he wondered how often he'd been taken to the cleaners for all the free stuff he'd been given! no wonder he was so broke! exhaling hard he shook his head and only smiled, ahh well...that was the world he supposed>
ھėvàٍʼn : he lived in. he nodded at the price, it wasnt bad considering it was custom work, spur the moment, and with materials he'd never seen before. "if i buy in bulk could you give me a set of twelve for four-thousand?" he wanted to vomit at the idea of spending that much money on the blades...but he wanted them~
ℒℴɾɗ ℬℓᶏͼƙɦℯᶏɾϮ nodded once the creature had given him another price for his work, this time a reasonable amount, since he did state what he felt they would be worth earlier on. "For these six, would you like them the same, or different design?" He inquired. Normally, it wouldn't take him very long to create his designs, and for a dagger, it would roughly be about the same price, unless he added spells and such, or special effects to them. These, he felt, would be just a set of durable, but artful weapons for combat.
ھėvàٍʼn : looking at the blade in his hands "im not very good with them yet" biting his lip as he thought "it might be hard to use them if some of them arnt the same as the others" lifting the blade he was given back to Damien to look at "all of them like this one...everything the same" looking at the blade in his hands "ive heard some skilled smiths can>
ھėvàٍʼn : enchant weapons...are you able?" maybe that wasnt a good question...he was already four-thousand in the hole for the set. "like...something that keeps people from healing?" lifting his eyes to Damien "if you can...how much does it cost? how many can you put on them?" at this rate the man was going to end up owning him! "do you....offer payment>
ھėvàٍʼn : plans?" he gave a somewhat sheepish smile up at the man...hopeing this question didnt exclude him from service...the last thing he wanted was to be looked down on like some broke beggar looking for hand outs...he didnt want to insult the man like he had 'layaway avalable' like some run down shops he'd bought from before.~
ℒℴɾɗ ℬℓᶏͼƙɦℯᶏɾϮ gestured his hand over towards another display, where this time, there was a rather unique looking weapon, in that while it was indeed long, sanding at roughly four feet from its pommel to its tip, its blade was curved in a way that it looked almost serpentine. "The one you see now, not only holds the element of water at its command, but it also siphons the souls from a dead victim, if activated." He began, though he gestured towards yet a second weapon he'd made, this one showing a rather plain c>
ℒℴɾɗ ℬℓᶏͼƙɦℯᶏɾϮ design to it, though its hilt, and its hand guard were depicting the rays of the sun, as well as the sun's image in the center of the guard. "This one here has a permanent spell of Daylight set on it, so that my shop can be lit without the use of candles, or even bulb lights." He informed the creature, this time listening as he spoke once more. "It would sadly cost a lot more to have a spell, or an added effect on these, so when you get more gold, you can add them." He informed the vulpine as he worked
ℒℴɾɗ ℬℓᶏͼƙɦℯᶏɾϮ on the rest of the serrated daggers, the darkness now turning his attention off his work, as he thought about other methods. "Well, aside of gold, gems, and artifacts, I suppose you could get away with being my assistant in the forge here, until you worked off what you owe." He nodded, the man now carefully setting each weapon into the forging fire again, turning them so they coated evenly, and provided a nice aesthetic for when they were used. "How would you like to pay for these, friend?"
ھėvàٍʼn : he liked the serpentine looking blade, it had a flair to it that he melted over, in fact he was fairly upset he hadnt seen it before. going to the display he rested hand softly upon it and stared in awe at it. ears laying back, yes...he was in love now. "mmm...a shame, ill have to get enchantments later" hands running down the display "but i know>
ھėvàٍʼn : where to come for them now...youve done nothing but impress Damien" eyes rolling over the blade and blinking so very slowly, he was going to own this sword...or something close to it...he knew that now. "i can pay a down-payment of nine-teen hundred, i have a silver dagger i can trade, a bottle of Wormwood" looking over his shoulder at Damien>
ھėvàٍʼn : through long hair "i am skilled at message, book keeping, house keeping" looking back to the sword a moment longer before pulling himself away from it. "and im happy to trade for sex as well" this was stated as a matter of fact, it wasnt a thing he consitered taboo. bowing slightly at the hips towards Damien "im willing to pay all in gold if>
ھėvàٍʼn : nothing i can offer in trade is substantial enough for your liking"~
ℒℴɾɗ ℬℓᶏͼƙɦℯᶏɾϮ listened to what this creature had to say, before he saw their reaction towards the serpentine weapon, an almost dry smirk now crossing his face as he worked on the rest of the weapons. "That beauty there costs almost twelve grand, even for you buddy." He began, before explaining the reason for it. "Not just how it looks, but also for the materials I used to forge it, how long it took me to work out the details, as well as set the spells in the right places." He informed the vulpine, before once more c>
ℒℴɾɗ ℬℓᶏͼƙɦℯᶏɾϮ turning his attention onto the six, newly quenched weapons. "I would like to see this weapon of yours" He stated for the creature. "I ask for it, so I can determine if it's even worth using to trade off in the future." He remarked. "If it's not very good, I can likely use it, to make something else from it, such as a lantern box, or perhaps a piece of jewelry for the nobles here." He listened once more as to the forms of payment. "I will tell you right now, that I don't consider sexual acts important."
ھėvàٍʼn : lifting his ears he only smiled as the options were wittled down and compromises were set and he only nodded in total agreement. opening an empty hand he flicked his hand up once, then twice and on the third there was a silver dagger in his hand. it was sleek and it was quick, something for deep damage, piercing attack rather than slashing>
ھėvàٍʼn : somthing to strike deep and run away, letting the damage do its own work which would have been deep tissue bleed out. it was still brand new and shined brightly "it was a gift, but for what your offering i am more than happy to trade for it" offering the dagger to Damien. "im more thn happy to work off my debt or allow you to keep the blades until>
ھėvàٍʼn : i can pay completely...these are your own weapons..i will submit to your own choice on how i receive them"~
ℒℴɾɗ ℬℓᶏͼƙɦℯᶏɾϮ blinked slightly, in a feigned surprise when the weapon was revealed, a slow, but sincere clap of his hands as his approval. "It would seem that you and I share many of the same skills, when it comes to combat." He cryptically remarked with a nod. "Regardless though, I will see just how well this dagger performs." It was here, when the man would take the dagger, and in a brief spinning motion, would plant the weapon into his hand, the weapon's tip penetrating deep into his flesh, though if there were c>
ℒℴɾɗ ℬℓᶏͼƙɦℯᶏɾϮ added effects to this weapon, he would soon find out, the man now wincing a lot, as he pushed the dagger in more, allowing in to exit the other side of his hand, before he would grimace at the vulpine creature. "I would rather test out new weapons, and artifacts on myself." He choked out, between coughing up bits of black liquid. "This way, I can see if they are cursed, or if they have an effect added, that causes them to backfire on the ones using them." He nodded, breathing heavily while he waited.
ھėvàٍʼn : smileing happily as the man took his dagger, he didnt understand what skills they shared but he was glad for the complement regaurdless. following the dagger up with an innocent look and then the look turned to horror and both hands went to his cheeks and he shrieked in total surprize hands going out to the man to help him right when the blade>
ھėvàٍʼn : came out the other side of the hand! "oh gods stop stop stop!" both hands taking the hand that held the dagger and pulling as best he could to get the dagger out of the mans hand! then the man coughed up something! oh he was DIEING. his hair lifted on end and he shook, the tip of his tail bursting into flames as he worked to help the dagger>
ھėvàٍʼn : out of the mans hand. "ill help! just stop! ill get it!" one hand slapping the mans hand that held the dagger away, slapping it away like it was the source of all torment!~
ℒℴɾɗ ℬℓᶏͼƙɦℯᶏɾϮ finally relaxed his self again, as the weapon was retrieved, the bits of black residue now sizzling on the tip of it, as the vulpine pulled it out. Thankfully for him though, there were no side effects, or other dangerous attributes to this peculiar weapon, so he then lowered his body, his hand dipping into the water trough next to his work area. "Like I said, kid." He coughed, chuckling a little, as he did, though it was here when his violet gaze shifted to the hourglass. "You and I seem to share a c>
ℒℴɾɗ ℬℓᶏͼƙɦℯᶏɾϮ few of the same skills." He admitted, the blood on the dagger now completely gone from view, due to it had evaporated into the air. His hand however, was still soaking in the trough, though the sands in the hourglass still gave the impression they were suspended in time. "Were you told what that thing does, or was it just left for you to guess?" He inquired, the darkness now moving his injured hand in the trough, the swirling colors acting almost of their own accord, as he shifted the now darker liquid.
¤Ɲiɱέɳᾶ¤ : Nimena had a long day and night and partial day with Lucien. They meant to leave each others company but every time they made the attempt and gave each other a little kiss, sparks would egnite once again...and well...her stomach was growling. She cleaned herself up, did her hair and changed her clothes leaving Lucien passed out on the bed <c>
¤Ɲiɱέɳᾶ¤ : fearing to kiss his lips for fear she might egnite the fire once again. So instead she slipped out of her chambers very quietly after changing her clothes and headed straight for where? Originally it was to Gisselle, now it was the kitchens due to not eating in two days due to .......heh events. She walked in there and there was a soup pot, <c>
¤Ɲiɱέɳᾶ¤ : broccoli and aged cheddar with chicken and other vegetables. Ohh it smelled so good she couldn't stand it. She grabbed the biggest bowl she could find, her stomach aching as she ran for that pot getting three to four latels full of that soup and sneaking away to the corner table in the kitchens hiding from those prying eyes watching her eat <c>
¤Ɲiɱέɳᾶ¤ : hungirly and asking her where shes been for she did not wish to answer. She went to town on that soup eating quickly so she could finish and get on with her duties with the kitchen staff giving lady Nimena the look wondering if the wench had gone insane. <e>
ھėvàٍʼn : the dagger came out and he held it to his chest with a look of terror. tossing the dagger over his shoulder and letting it hit the floor without care of want of the thing he went to check on the mans hand and tried to help with it if he could. "i dont know what you mean by that and WHAT were you thinking??" getting a look on his face a slapping>
ھėvàٍʼn : the mans shoulder "why would you do that?? are you okay? what happened? are you okay?" leaning down to look up at the mans face. what on earth was going through that head? the man looked to be okay. "i was told it was a silver dagger...good against creatures who have a weakness to it" breathing quickly like he was about to hyperventilate>
ھėvàٍʼn : with his eyes looking around in panic. "thats all i know! are you weak to it? did i do this? are you okay??" shaking the man~
ℒℴɾɗ ℬℓᶏͼƙɦℯᶏɾϮ winced a little more when the creature laid their hand firmly onto his shoulder, a little more of the black, space like liquid coming out from the hole he had pierced in his own hand. "I meant that the both of us are good with weapons." He sighed, a little sad that the creature didn't get his meaning, but he soon shook it off. Taking his hand out from the liquid now, he drew it up, and near his face, clenching it every once in a while, to ensure he could still move all his digits. His wound no longer c>
ℒℴɾɗ ℬℓᶏͼƙɦℯᶏɾϮ spilled out its liquids, even more slowly closing up, but it was going to take at least half the night, to be back at his full health. "I told you why I did that." He admitted with yet another laugh. "I don't want to hurt any of the civilians, or even the nobles in this land, so I test new weapons out on myself." He informed the creature. "This way, I'll know if they have a curse, or other nasty effects on them." He shrugged his shoulders at this point. "I will take this, the wormwood, and the gold."
ھėvàٍʼn : the man was fine...good. he released his hands from the man and stepped back only to fall back onto his butt...he was going to throw up. shaking his head "im not good with weapons...im just good with slight of hand" coughing once, controling his stomach and inhaleing deep. "i can make small weapons like those appear and dissaper...but>
ھėvàٍʼn : that doesnt mean i can use them" looking to the dagger made for him and the silver dagger traded. "i acsept your terms Damien" standing from his place he retrived both daggers and set the silver dagger to the anvil for Damien. he fished out his bottle of Wormwood and set that too to the anvil. from his bag he looked up and with reluctance he>
ھėvàٍʼn : produced a count of two-thousand gold coins that smelled of blood given freely. and he counted every single one to make sure neither of them were slighted for this transaction. keeping the remains of his coin, the two grand laid to the anvil in a separate purse. he waited for approval and then his attention looked to the twelve daggers made for>
ھėvàٍʼn : him with a pleased...but weakened smiled~
ℒℴɾɗ ℬℓᶏͼƙɦℯᶏɾϮ extended his more healthy hand out for the creature, his fist clenched, but he stopped short of the attack, waiting for the vulpine to bump his fist with their own, the darkness once more chuckling to his self. "I apologize for that, kid." He began with a nod. "When you've lived as long as I have though, you don't really find much else to do, in terms of entertainment." He would count up the pieces of gold, and nodded once more. "Sorry to ask a stupid question, but are you a guy, or a girl?" He inquired
ھėvàٍʼn : looking to the fist he extended a hand and took the fist in his open hand and lifted the fist up and down in a strange hand shake, his ears were back...he'd never shook a fist before. "as long as your alright then your forgiven" he watched the man count and was more than happy to wait the time it took until the man was satisfied. when>
ھėvàٍʼn : done counting he went to his dagger set and lifting them all into hands his ears went to Damien as he looked over his new purchase..everything he could have hoped for. he looked sidelong through his long hair and smiled softly at the man "im am a male, but i have little issue in pretending otherwise...though you said you were not interested>
ھėvàٍʼn : in such things i imagine your asking only out of making a mental note?" he was only holding one dagger now...where had the other eleven go?~
ℒℴɾɗ ℬℓᶏͼƙɦℯᶏɾϮ found his self laughing a little harder, when the creature lifted his fist, and shook it, rather than his hand, but he soon shook his head a little. "Where I am from originally, this is a different type of greeting." He suggested, taking the vulpine's hand, and closed it into a fist as well. When this was done, the darkness then lightly bumped the man's fist with his own, and drew it back to his side again. "This is called giving 'props', and while not everyone here knows of it, there are still quite c>
ℒℴɾɗ ℬℓᶏͼƙɦℯᶏɾϮ a few who like that method better, because of heath concerns, such as if they just washed their hands, or they don't trust outsiders." He informed the now confirmed male. "Me, I prefer this method, as it keeps things nice and casual." He chuckled, before he then heard what the male had to say again. "Indeed I am." He confirmed for the creature, after he was questioned about why he wanted to know the male's gender. "I've screwed that stuff up before, so I figured it best to ask this time, so I don't."
ھėvàٍʼn : bumping fists he consitered this greeting and the meaning behind it, it wasnt too odd a greeting...no more or less than others he'd seen. "props" looking up and smileing at the man. "i like it...ill try and remeber it" he learned something new! retracting his hand and looking to his canvas bag, the last dagger missing and none of them apparent>
ھėvàٍʼn : on his body. "your fine, luckily either guess at either gender would have been fine with me" grinning a bit slyly. "but thank you for clearing that up...had i known you were curious id have let you known in advance" scooping up his travel sack he slung it over his shoulder. "im going to go, youve been so very helpful" bowing deep with>
ھėvàٍʼn : hands on his knees with face down, long hair falling about. "thank you so very much for your hard work and your skilled hand" standing with a bright smile. "i look forward to buying from you again"~
ℒℴɾɗ ℬℓᶏͼƙɦℯᶏɾϮ lowered his body in return, though in his attempt, he would keep his violet eyes on the male, as he did his, this being somewhat of an old habit for the man, but some, like this one, or the props he had shown the creature, were hard to just let go of. Walking with the male towards the exit to his building, he would then wave his healthy hand in a farewell, the man now walking inside, to collect his new items. That dagger of his was more than just silver, he was sure of it, and decided to examine it.
ھėvàٍʼn : leaveing the smiths shop he opened a hand and flicked his wrist to produce one of his knew blades and he smiled so very happily...it had been picked from that blueprint for a reason, and that reason was because it looked perfect for him...and it was. he wasnt skilled as much as he would like to be but he was certain this and the other daggers>
ھėvàٍʼn : he now owned would help. holding it in the reverse, then switching back, opening his arms wide he ran down the road as fast as he could with a bright smile. three will-o-wisp flames chasing after him~
