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Thread: Against the Dark Ones (Emperor_Nero and I)

Ethril was on the raised dais in the center of the room, his eyes slipping up to meet hers, a smile forming on his lips as she appeared and let loose that little playful line that made her instantly more likable. More proper, perhaps, but not necessarily more appealing. He returned. Truthfully, however, you do look fantastic in that elven dress. He said, waving a palm to the chair next to him. He had put on his normal green and gold leather armor once more, with the beautifully crafted daggers on either side of his hips and the bow leaning against the wall behind him, a quiver of arrows by it. A blue and green bird, of vibrant shades of those two colors, long feathers and bright eyes, perched on Ethril's shoulder. Teysa, meet Alaric. Not an elven name, but it suits the bird. He was the one who spotted you first. He's my bind mate- elves are destined to bind with one animal in the wilderness, and they become the same being, almost. The creature remains a different mind and soul, but gains the intelligence and lifespan of an elf. Even if gravely injured, my bind mate will always heal, as long as I live. But he dies if I do. He explained. We can communicate through a telepathic link. I won't pretend to know everything about it- magic never was my strong suit. I know combat charms, and that is all. Good thing, considering we are in this mess because of magic. Now, shall we begin? We have much to discuss. I've asked that we be left in privacy to discuss the terms of the agreement between our people. You have said you are willing to fulfill the agreement. Are you fully aware of the conditions? Even as he asked, Ethril knew she wasn't. She clearly didn't know about the betrothal. The agreement stated that the human princess would travel to the stronghold when she became of marrying age, and there would be wed to the Prince of Leaves in the custom of the elves. Following this, the two armies would work together to end the invasion of the drow and rid the land of the curse. After that was begun, at the next opportunity, the couple would travel to the human capital, and a festival would be held in addition to a human wedding ceremony. But she clearly knew none of this. And he was enjoying being a step ahead of her, having read the full agreement. The other elves had seen her, and while they didn't know the details, they knew this meant action. Time for the elves to fight back.
Thread: Against the Dark Ones (Emperor_Nero and I)

The smile that was shared did not go by Teysa at all, it seemed this elf did have more of a sense of humor and was not just simply playing games. Good, she would not have the patience for games to continue on while she had to work with the elven prince. Really once she got to thinking about it all, this Prince had not been properly raised in a royal setting. His parents were slain, that much she knew, so he was having to go off of what he thought rather than what he should have been taught. She stepped in as quietly as she could the soft leather of her worn boots making no more sound and actually muffling some of her own natural footfall. Sitting in the chair next to him she ignored his comment about the elven dress, even if it was tight it was much better than a corset at any given time. She listened carefully as he explained about the bird and did her best not to take offense to not being annouced as Princess Teysa, it was just an animal after all, bound or not. That is very interesting, I have much to learn about the elven people. It must be hard though trying to keep the old ways with such little numbers, She mused not having to feign her interest. The bird was lovely, but thankfully quiet. Out of all the animals in the world birds were on the short list of ones she did not like, they were too noisy and easy to spook. Still, she kept that little tid bit to herself. Nodding when he asked her if they should continue she realized that her legs were not properly tucked under the chair and cursed herself mentally. It had been a few years since she was in court and here she was in front of the elven prince as the representative of all the humans messing up on such silly little things. Without a break on her face her feet gracefully tucked under the chair letting the material of the dress hid them. Though she looked almost the perfection of a court lady there was the underlying tone of a tiger ready to strike with her. No, as I said before my father was very vague on everything. He told me it would all become clear either when I arrived here or once I saw him again with you by my side after this first retaliation against the Drow. I know also that we must get our numbers together and draw out your one last living relative who commands the dark army. It is said that the curse will never fade until they are slain as well, She sat up a bit straighter feeling proud of herself for knowing this much at least. Some of that had been overheard but her father had confirmed it true when she brought it up to him. But please, tell me everything you know. Teysa said with another small smile leaning back in her chair as if ready for a good story.
Thread: Against the Dark Ones (Emperor_Nero and I)

Ethril nodded slowly as she listed the things she did know. But he bit his lips, eyes watching her, knowing this would not turn out well at all. She was strong and willful, and he doubted the forcefulness of the situation would make her like it at all. He stood, Alaric soaring from his shoulder and out the door as he did so. If Ethril acknowledged the departure, it wasn't aloud. The slender prince crossed the room to a painting of the great woven capital before the fall, and his fingers played over the paint. The frame slid aside to reveal a compartment with a roll of parchement, undecorated, but old. He carefully picked it up and slid the painting back into place, returning to his chair. There are some terms of the agreement that you are missing, and probably the ones you'll care about most. He said quietly. He unrolled the scroll and weighed it down with brass weights, keeping it open for reading. Yes, yes, kill my relative, two forces working together in our retaliation, elves cleansing the land as we march. All of that is correct. He agreed. But, at the time, as our kind was falling, the elves weren't sure that the humans could be trusted wit our continued existence. The people demanded a bond of some sort, a vow that would ensure that the human race did not turn on us. A promise, secured in magic, making sure it would not be broken. Ethril sighed, glanced at the pretty princess, then down at the paper before him, a slender finger indicating a line, which he began to read aloud. When the eldest daughter of the human royal line comes of age, she shall not be promised to another. In order to secure the support of the human race, she shall not be bound in marriage to any other being besides that which continues the royal line of the ancient elves, the Prince of Leaves, Ethril of Annealorie. They shall be wed in the custom of the elves within a week of their reuniting, and then, with the force of elves accompanying them, they shall join the human force for the initial assault against the cursed race. After this assault is made and the second phase of planning is to begin, the couple will then return to the human capital and be married under their customs. Ethril stopped at the end of a line, looked up, an unreadable expression on his face. Quite simply... You're my bride, Lady Teysa, and I your groom. He said quietly.
Thread: Against the Dark Ones (Emperor_Nero and I)

Ethril bit his lip again. I'll admit that, while you didn't know, I found some enjoyment in judging your reactions to me. He said. And by no means do I expect you to be overjoyed by this arrangement. It is not something most people would wish for. And few human women would likely wish for a elven partner. He added. Additionally, I believe the week was... At most. A week at most. I don't know if we were expected to marry upon your arrival, but I think the negotiations anticipated your awareness of the terms before you arrived. He mused, remaining seated in the polished wood chair, wrists resting on the table. As for the older sister with long hair and the climbing... I feel as though I'm missing a key but of human culture that makes that understandable. The reference to a children's story was not something he had ever expected to need in relations with humans. But I have no intention of climbing anyone's hair. While the whole betrothal issue is important, perhaps it would be best that we talk over other details, and you might... Gather your thoughts... Tonight? As for it being a bad dream... If it is, I'd really like to wake up. Need I remind you that you and your army are our last hope, and my last hope for revenge?
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Teysa gave him a cold hard stare when he admitted to finding enjoyment holding the information over her head and it stuck as he continued to speak, making her rooted to the spot she was standing, directly across from him and the damned parchment. As he continued to speak and seem amused by it all still her gaze only hardened as did her entire body. He thought this funny? It was all she could do not to spit in his very direction and march out of there. The dark ones could have this fucking forest! No crops could grow in it anyways. When he finally stopped she took in a deep breath needing a few more seconds to keep her tongue from being so sharp. Well, not knowing that story just proves you were indeed not brought up correctly, She wickedly grinned at him daring a step forward. And no, you need not to remind me of a single thing Prince Ethril, She made sure to put his title back in place. It was a passive way of letting him know what little good terms they had been on was out the window for the moment, Thank you though for putting the chips in my favor though and speaking that you and yours need me and mine, A somewhat devilish smile came upon her face, once he would learn to enjoy as their time together passed. The other details? I have five thousand men waiting at the flatlands for my signal to run or to charge in. Charging in blind would be a bad idea, as we cannot hope to traverse the terrain with our heavy infantry and calvery. I left them over two weeks ago only to find the massive Drow army heading right for them, and my father will not be able to flank without some guidance. A small band needs to be sent to him immediately to let him know of the position to strike at, while I head back to the main host with you and your people, Her voice was even as she spoke letting him know she knew well what she was talking about. With all the being said, Prince Ethril, She gave another coy smile to him, I want the full week since this was a surprise. I think a celebration of two folds would be much better do you not agree? Joining of the two races as promised as well as the first victory? At least both races will be present for both 'weddings', It would be more fitting to be married to this elf surrounded by their warriors they both lead near the battlefield. A small smirk spread across her face as she waited his reaction.
Thread: Against the Dark Ones (Emperor_Nero and I)

With the wicked smile and the use of his title, he could tell that she was just as furious with this arrangement as he had anticipated. He continued to appear relaxed in his chair, as his ability to remain calm as his ally here. Brought up incorrectly, or brought up with different stories. He shot back, fingertips drumming on the parchement as he carefully rolled it back up and returned it to its hiding place, sealing the painting back in place. he then rolled a map out onto the table. While he might come to enjoy that smile later, currently, it unnerved him. I have two hundred and fifty warriors, divided into ten units of twenty five. One can be sent to your father now. If five groups hide in the trees along the edge of the flatlands, the drow will not see then as they emerge and are distracted with the sight of your forces. Then those units can attack from behind. As for waiting until we can celebrate victory and mrriage... I think that bends the terms of the agreement slightly, but we shall manage. I will agree to wait the week, on one condition. He said, and Alaric soared into the room, dropped a wooden box into Ethril's palm, chirped softly, and soared away. Ethril carefully opened the box and produced a gold band, intricately carved, adorned with small leaves. He placed it on the edge of the table closest to her. A promise cuff. He explained, retrieving the matching cuff from the wood container and sliding it onto his slender wrist.
Thread: Against the Dark Ones (Emperor_Nero and I)

Teysa watched him with careful eyes as he had shot back to her statement, at least this elf had wit about him. It would only make it worse if he was drab or slow, funny how she could find something that would make this situation even worse. Staying where she was her grey eyes followed his movements taking in the way the muscles under his taunt skin moved, even they seemed more graceful than her own. She knew he was strong, but she had of course had fantasy about a large burly man tossing her around and they would stay just that, fantasy. Her thoughts were pulled back to what they really needed to be worrying about, and that was the men. I have a few men from the Northern Mountains that know how to get around that can be in the forest with your men, She added before the bird had come in. The dark haired female stayed as if she was rooted to her spot as Ethril's pet dropped off the wooden box. There was curiosity there but she waited not saying anything and letting him explain. She looked at the cuff without reaching out for it right away. It was interesting to her and an actual smile followed by a light laugh came from her lips as her fingers finally brushed the gold band playing with it carefully in her small hands. This entertains me, you think that I should keep this on me during battle? Not only could it be damaged, but everyone knows who I am and that I am not to be touched in such ways, The princess' eyes flickered up to meet his noticing that he had placed his band on, something she had not expected. She usually had to fight to be seen as an equal, it was never given like this. That idea alone sparked interest in her mind, but nothing in her outer looks gave that away. Without saying anything else she slipped the cuff on her right wrist since she was left handed and knew it was safer on that wrist. Do you mind showing me where I can sleep tonight? I do expect we are leaving in the morning?
Thread: Against the Dark Ones (Emperor_Nero and I)

Ethril let out a soft chuckle. The band won't break. He said. Precisely the opposite. It binds us as one. Our energy is combined and the bracelets will use that energy to keep us both alive for as long as possible. It is an ancient charm known to my people as the vielt warnei- two together. He explained. As for the other bit. I have very few worries about others attempting to claim you. Not many would try to envoke the wrath of an elf. It is tradition and symbolic, that we will be one. His eyes drifted back to the map. That will work. Yes, yes.. your rooms. He said, standing and striding quickly to the door, which he held for her as he ushered her out. The entire fortress is in tune with my mind. If you need something, you need only call for me or a servant. He added, placing her hand on his slender, yet strong, left arm as he led her up the graceful sloping stairway to a silver door. Your rooms, lovely Teysa. He said with a box, opening the door to a simple, yet beautifully graceful room. There were no harsh edges, only curves and golden flourishes, a soft bed filling one wall, a wash-basin to one side, a wardrobe. Everything you might need.
Thread: Exploring the Deep (Dungeon World kinky rpg) with Morell and Moon Struck Fox

The Dusty mountains, high in the Everfrost mountains was home to an ancient and noble race of dwarves some 300 years ago. Until one night when they suddenly disappeared. It was known, even then, that the Dusty Dwarves were not the first inhabitants of the vast network of caves. Even now, the surrounding mountaintop shows signs of civilizations building and rebuilding, each one adding to the ruins of it's predecessor centuries upon centuries. However, as our hero crests the final approach to the mountain top, a strange oddity is found. One she had never been told. In truth, nobody knew about it. A large cathedral looked as if it was formed right into the mountain sat directly on top of where the cave's entrance should have been. The cathedral looked ancient, unused. It's pillars and walls were crumbling from disrepair. Statues around the apparent fountain sat dried up and deteriorated. Strangely enough, though the cathedral looked broken and damaged, the marble that made up it's construction was glossy, creamy white, and polished to a mirror-shine. One marble door, vaulted 30 feet into the air and sat proudly in it's closed intended place. The other was broken from the hinges, laying on the floor almost touching the courtyard where the statues rested. It, too, lay crumbled, and yet polished so fine. Rules Characters
Thread: Exploring the Deep (Dungeon World kinky rpg) with Morell and Moon Struck Fox

RE Exploring the Deep Dungeon World kinky rpg it was just after dawn when she finally reached the Gates of the Cathedral, which should have been a cave. she was wet, annoyed, and alone, which was not how she had started the journey. she had left the safety of the nearest town with a small group after they had heard rumors of an amazing treasure in a monster infested cave. her name was Ascylla, a well trained thief. she was gorgeous to say the least, tall with long legs and slender hips and very nice breasts. she had skin that was touched by the sun, making it more golden than it was white. her hair was as black as ink, trailing to her knees and held together in a long braid that she often kept pinned up and out of the way. her eyes where a startling sapphire blue that seamed to glow when the moon shone onto them, as if she was just born for the night. to say she was stunned to see the Cathedral would have been an understatement. how could such a massive place not have been noticed?! of course, if she thought about it, the records that her teammate had come across had been pretty old. a hundred years, maybe more. perhaps someone else had already found the treasure? she couldn't go back to her teammates empty handed though, maybe there was something in the Cathedral worth something? she was still a little uncertain how she and her fellows had gotten separated. there had been a rumbling roar, and the world had shook. the cliff the had been camping under had started to collapse and they had all scattered. no matter how she looked though, she had not found any of her fellows. they all had a map though, leading to the treasure inside the monster infested cave or, well. Cathedral now apparently. she wasn't too afraid of monsters really, though she probobly should have been. still, it didn't look like there was anything there at all, no monsters, no beasts, no people, nothing. she slipped through the empty, dusty, broken up courtyard and pressed her back against the outer wall, peering into the hole where the door would have stood. her eyes scanning the area to check for any signs of life. nothing, no one was there. it was all empty, dusty, filthy. she smirked to herself, catching the glint of gold inside. even if it was only a candelabra, it would fetch a very good price on market if she polished it up. a goblet or a bowl would too. and a big place like this was bound to have something valuable. she finally slipped inside, biting her lip as she paused to cast a glance around, no alarms or traps as far as she could see. but who knew what would happen once she started really making her way inside.
Thread: Exploring the Deep (Dungeon World kinky rpg) with Morell and Moon Struck Fox

Inside, the cathedral looked immaculate, save for a few areas of crack, but the murals on the walls and ceilings were bright and colorful. Color streamed into the stained glass mirrors situated high in the dome above, lighting the cathedral in brilliant shapes of reds, greens, blues, and whites from the sunshine outside. But wait, as our hero approached the mountain the weather was gloomy, and threatened to rain, not a half hour away from dusk. The temperature inside was controlled, and only a bit chilly, although much warmer than the stiff breeze of mountain tops in late fall. The murals lining the walls showed something of a story. The first set showed people being tormented by a large black mist. The second set showed the building of a large structure, looking much like this one. The third set showed the mist splitting off into dozens of smaller ghoulish looking fiends as they tormented and raided the townsfolk. The fourth, a radiant angel perched above the church's dome. The fifth showed the angel banishing the mist beneath the church. Where the sixth mural would have been, and several more beyond that, the cracks in the walls facade began to grow more and more dense, until the images could not be made out at all. The rest of the grand hall looked similar, going from magnificent in the front, to deteriorated in the back, and still, the signs of wear were still glossed to a high mirror shine. In the very back of the cathedral's main hall was the cave's entrance, seeming to grow out of the cathedral's fine craftsmanship, as if the church had been copied and pasted into the mountainside. There were no alarms, no pressure plates in the floor, nothing to impede Ascylla's approach in the main hall. In fact, beyond towering marble pillars and the murals painted in bright pigments, there was nothing. Except the faint glint of something at the cave's entrance. At the very edge where the cathedral's brightness ended and the cave's darkness began. She would have to step through in order to get a closer look at what the shimmering metal was.