Thread: Darkness and light (LeatrixSage and Silver Star)

One could be convinced that you were looking for an excuse to put your hands on me, priest, Liora teased with with a new found humor as she gathered her horse's reins and began to walk down the road. He would keep up, she was sure, and she busied herself with chewing at a dried piece of meat while her mind turned over this new direction that she had decided upon. Despite the fact that she reserved the right to change her mind and kill him later anyway, the thought of bending the man to her will and thoroughly defiling him in the eyes of his God was too tempting to let go of. But, how go about it? For now, the man was saddle sore and would likely be rather useless to direct advances. Although, glancing sideways at him, she realized that his pain hadn't done much to keep him from sporting an impressive hard on that morning. Ah, no, better not to rush things. If she wanted to play a game, she should play for the long term and enjoy the journey. They would reach the village near nightfall given their late start. There had been a small Inn at the halfway point once, but it was little more than a crumbling ruin. It would a good place to stop and have a midday meal all the same. Set back off the road, the ruin was generally safe. The threat of retribution from the capital kept highwaymen and bandits from straying too close to the crossroads. Anything within a day's journey was typically safe, but after that the more desperate or bloodthirsty would risk it. She could hope they looked poor enough to ignore, but priests were known to carry more coin than their pious talk suggested. After that there were a spattering of lairdships that should keep the roads clear. At least, unless there was anything more sinister than bandits that wanted the man, or if any beasts crossed their path. Liora frowned at the thought, but didn't remark on it. She hadn't decided yet if she would risk her life for the man. Bandits were nothing but meat for her swords, but more than that? Liora turned her mind away from the unpleasant bent of her thoughts. The morning was crisp and the early dawn light was beautifully arrayed in pinks and greens on the horizon. Better to enjoy the pepper steak on her tongue and the cool air that kissed her skin. The cold night air would soon fade away to the suffocating, humid heat that was still lingering from summer days that were not yet want to allow autumn to have full sway. There journey eastward would take them beyond the border of the human kingdom and into uncharted territory for the both of them. For the now, she chose to enjoy the little moment of sweetness. When your legs are warm and you've walked out the soreness, we'll take back to the saddle, the drow spoke around another bite of dried meat to further distract herself from her wayward thoughts and their want to turn to dark things. We'll find a ruined old Inn along the way. We'll lunch there, give you some time to stretch your legs. She decided not to tell him that the next morning could very well be worse for him, mostly because she wanted to see how he reacted. But, it would also provide an opportunity for him to get more comfortable with her closeness. If she played her cards right, she hoped it'd make him a little less skittish when it came time to push his limits. So, the Drow went on as they walked down the road and the sun slowly rose the brilliant, orange sphere just beginning to crest the horizon, how are you feeling about your glimpse of the rest of the world so far?