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Thread: The forgotten girl ( DarkSinZeroZ and nightsorceress)

Listening to her tale caused him to remember the day that she spoke of. After it had happened it was the big news around town.Anyone who was in the village or the court yard would know that story. there were guards and servants there that day who could have told you what happened. Your going to need to do much better then that. he said to her softly though he let his suspicion be heard in his voice. Dante had to think for a moment there were times Alaina and I were alone, if you can tell me three things that happened during those times, depending on what they are I may or may not believe you
Thread: The forgotten girl ( DarkSinZeroZ and nightsorceress)

Alaina had to stop and think a moment what had they shared that no one else would have known about. When we were younger and your father would go away for long times you would sneak into my room at night, we would talk or play. She paused knowing that was pretty harmless. You were with me the first day my magic appeared, we were pretending you were a knight trying to save me from a monster suddenly a real monster appeared you were the one to quickly realize I had created it and you kept me calm so I can focus on making it go away. The last one she did not want to share so everyone could hear so she stepped closer to him and whispered so only he could hear her they day before I was locked away we were sitting under the large willow tree just talking as we often did and you leaned over and kissed and told me someday I was going to be the girl you were going to marry
Thread: The forgotten girl ( DarkSinZeroZ and nightsorceress)

Dante was brought up to be proper, not to act childish even when he was excited. The stories that she told him made him certain that she was who she said she was. He slowly stood from his thrown and moved to her. Once he got to her he started to take off the shackles and her bindings I can't believe its you, what the hell happened? Why didn't you try to get to me? he asked as he reached for her blind fold to take it off her.
Thread: The forgotten girl ( DarkSinZeroZ and nightsorceress)

Alaina wanted to cry for joy when he believed her. She had missed him dearly and she couldn't believe she would finally be able to see her friend again. She was trembling as he removed her restrains wanting them gone for so long. I tried to call for you but it never worked. I was so afraid and so lonely for so long she stopped talking as he removed the blindfold. For the first time in 10 years she would be able to open her eyes. She slowly began to open them her bright purple eyes locked on his face Dante she smiled seeing his face again he was so handsome now. But soon the bright light was to much for her eyes and she had to close them again it's so bright
Thread: The forgotten girl ( DarkSinZeroZ and nightsorceress)

I never knew, other wise I would have done something sooner he said with a sigh hearing that she called for him Well your out now, and your not going back in, I can promise that.. unless you want to be in some kinky way he teased a little. He smiled when she looked at him, seeing her purple eyes for the first time in ten years. They were still as beautiful as they were when they were kids.Of course it'll be to bright. you've had your eyes covered for a very long time. it'll take some getting used to
Thread: The forgotten girl ( DarkSinZeroZ and nightsorceress)

She couldn't help but smile at his little joke he was still the same, always teasing, but now he was grown and the king. There had been so much she had missed. She tried to open her eyes again she still could not get over how handsome he was. But soon it became to bright for again. And she had to close her eyes once more. Dante this room is far to bright for me right now is there somewhere I can go that's a bit darker. She asked softly she knew he was a busy man now and she didn't want to be a burden on him but there was no way she could stay in the thrown room. She needed to get use to light again slowly.
Thread: The forgotten girl ( DarkSinZeroZ and nightsorceress)

Dante looked around the room and nodded. sure, Come with me he said as he took her hand leading her out of the room. His advisers knew that he should be left alone and they could take care of things till they come back. While he held her hand he took her through the castle till they got to his own bed room. Once they were in the room he drew the curtains to make the room dark. The room was pitch black, except for the fire in the fire place lighting up the room a little here, try this
Thread: The forgotten girl ( DarkSinZeroZ and nightsorceress)

Alaina was greatful when he took her hand and led her through the castle. She kept her eyes closed the entire time relieing on him to guide her where they were going. She felt him stop and knew they had to be where going. She slowly open her eyes and and looked around the right on. Thank you this is much better. Her eyes landed on him again I have missed you so much
Thread: The forgotten girl ( DarkSinZeroZ and nightsorceress)

He smiled at her and gave her a small laugh Oh really? you missed me so much? well for sometime who missed me so much, you sure seem to be standing in place a lot, if I was you I would have probable ran and hugged you by now, or more who knows he teased and smiled at her
Thread: The forgotten girl ( DarkSinZeroZ and nightsorceress)

She looked down and sighed softly. You don't know how much I wanted to hug since the moment I realized it was you. She paused still she could not bring herself to look up at him. But it's been 10 years, I am not sure if that is apperate to do now. For one thing you could be married, another is your king now, the rules are probably far different now, we no longer silly little children
Thread: The forgotten girl ( DarkSinZeroZ and nightsorceress)

Dante had crossed his arms and shook his head. He actually started to tap his foot Well, we are alone here, no one would see you hug me or anything else he said with a smile as for being married, I'm not, after all I did make a promise didn't I? He gave her a wink as spoke referring to what she whispered to him moments ago plus, I'm king now, I can break the rules if I want to
Thread: The forgotten girl ( DarkSinZeroZ and nightsorceress)

Alaina looked up at him when he said that. She slowly moved from her spot across from him, moving closer and closer. When she was standing right in front of him she paused searching his face making sure this was still ok. And then slowly she wrapped her arms around him hugging him for the first time in 10 years.
Thread: The forgotten girl ( DarkSinZeroZ and nightsorceress)

He smiled when she hugged him. She felt so thin and frail in his arms as he hugged her back. A thought had came to him, now that they were order and both alive the could do more with each other then just playing in the court yard, more adult things. He pictured himself throwing her onto the bed and having his way with her, but that was partly due to how many days he had gone with out the touch of a women since his chamber maid had gotten sick and passed away and hasn't seen one he fancied enough to replace her. His thoughts cause him to start growing harder, slightly blushing when he realized that she would feel it since they were hugging so close.
Thread: The forgotten girl ( DarkSinZeroZ and nightsorceress)

Alaina rested her head against his chest breathing in his scent deeply. She could feel his strong chest and could hear his heart beating. She finally felt safe in arms. She felt something hard pressing against her and blushed when she realized what it was. She slowly pulled away from. Looking him in the eyes Dante, I know we're are no longer children and I want so much more from you then just being friends, and I having a feeling you feel the same. but it has been 10 years and I know we have both changed, can we get to know each again before we act on any other feelings. Her eyes searching for understanding from him
Thread: The forgotten girl ( DarkSinZeroZ and nightsorceress)

He let her go and re adjusted his pants to make himself more comfortable I get it, no worries he said with a smiled, looking into her eyes. He decided to tease her a little or you're just a little scared he winked at her or just want to freshen up first since you've locked up for so long
Thread: The forgotten girl ( DarkSinZeroZ and nightsorceress)

There was fear in Alaina's eyes but not fear of him. I am afraid, afraid I will hurt you. I haven't used my magic in 10 years and my magic is linked to my emotions she new very well that being physical with him would be emotional. She tried to lighten the mood a bit but I could use some freaking up regardless
Thread: The forgotten girl ( DarkSinZeroZ and nightsorceress)

He smiled at her and took her by the hand and brought her to a bathing room that was attached to his room. that's fine, I guess I'll just have to wait for another chance to see just how much you've grown into a women he teased. I can have a servant help you if you want and I'll have them bring you something to wear beside those rags he offered as he headed to leave the room.
Thread: The forgotten girl ( DarkSinZeroZ and nightsorceress)

She was greatful the chance to bath. It had been so long since she had a proper bath. She looked around the room a little as they enter it had everything she needed. When he turned to leave she was a little afraid since she felt safe around him. Will you be in you chambers when I am done?
Thread: The forgotten girl ( DarkSinZeroZ and nightsorceress)

If you want me to be in my room when your done, I can be. if you want me to keep the door open so you can see me thats fine to. he said with a smile as he stood by the door or if you wanted me to I could stay in here with you, I wouldn't peak he said in a playful voice, knowing full well he would peak and she would know he would to. Or if you really wanted I could help you wash up while we talked and we learned about each other again
Thread: Rivalries, Races, Rewards (Alexander and Applepoisoneer)

The sound of his leather gloves rubbing against themselves ripped through the air after a silence fell, his fist gripping tightly at nothing but itself. Fresh out? He repeated back to the clergyman, as if he expected the answer to change the second time, like the man might scramble off into a back storeroom and find exactly what he had come here for and hand it to him on a silver platter. Free of charge, of course, he thought as his mind wandered. Trison could nearly feel the spit pooling in his mouth as each moment passed. Brown eyes stared at the fellow before him, an un-pleased look etched onto his face. His lips twitched, shifting his chin and the black stubble at the tip, matched by unkempt strands atop his head. He might have preferred a razor, so he could be rid of it altogether, both from his face and up top, but a band or three in his hair, strategically placed, still managed to keep the stuff away from his eyes and out of mind when he was away from town. Besides, a whetstone only kept so many blades sharp, and he preferred his safety to comfort. He still tallied it mentally on his list of things to do, before he exited the walls of town at least. Trison was a human, as many fellows in this part were, though his aunt would often claim that a distant great-grandfather of his was a giant, or an ogre, or something similarly wild, that matched his brash nature, much like his father before him. He never believed it for a moment, but a partner once decided for him it was true from the grunts and sounds that he made while prowling the wilderness. Funny, it was, how the tale never seemed to come up with regards to one of the females of his family, just to those with a strained temper that could only belong to a man. That final thought brought him back to reality, aided by a voice addressing his impatience. Yes, sir. The reply came, in a voice that came with a trained patience. Trison would have more luck preventing the sun from rising the next morning than to get this man to waver. If you had come yesterday, there might barely have been enough for the amount you want, but by noon-time today a lass had the last of it. Their business, or lack of it, complete, Trison turned and headed out, only to be followed by a suggestion to him to offer a prayer before he left. Aye, he thought, perhaps he might pray that the temple of the God of harvest might keep a damned bottle or two of Glaucian Rosehip oil handy for their ceremonies, if not a fellow in need like himself. He might have settled for a small vial. If desperate, he might have even accepted any sign at all from the man that they had some they wouldn't formally part with, as many deals' beginnings lie part in admission and part in refusal, until the right pressure is found, and finally more sound heads prevail against harsh terms of a bargain left uncompleted. But his fortunes abandoned him for now, waiting for another day.
Thread: Rivalries, Races, Rewards (Alexander and Applepoisoneer)

What a steal! , thought Lilliana. The sky was growing ever darker, bathed in the too temporary purple glow of twilight. Her footsteps and the tink, tink, tink of the beaker tied to her belt were the only noises that interrupted the nocturnal melody. Though it was barely a trickle, she'd come away with the last of the rosehip oil within several hundred miles. She knew she would have to use it sparingly, but even a few drops in combination with birch root oil was sure to strengthen the consecration ritual. Only a few more components, and her staff would overflow withpower! But it was growing too dark to see. Her quest would have to wait another night. Finding an Inn would have to be her priority before anything else. There was one settled on the boarder between the two nearest townships. She'd take her refuge there and set out again in the morning.
Thread: Rivalries, Races, Rewards (Alexander and Applepoisoneer)

After an event like that, the need for some sort of relaxation and relief was clear. The letters on the sign at the side of the town's shaver filled his vision, as if it were enlarged and calling to him, but finally Trison's eyes were torn away from it as his frustration brewed inside his head. He was quickly realizing how much he hated this town. Ferryment wasn't terribly much more than a hamlet, but it was the littlest settlement in the so-called summer region, where the harvests lasted late into the year. With such a long time to produce, and a small population that might use it in ceremonies, he had thought that this might be the best place to locate some product of Glaucian Rosehips. He was even right, it would appear, at least until a day ago, when his luck had fouled up. His only option now, it seemed, was to knock at each farmer's door as he made his way back to greater civilization, hoping that one of them had stashed some of the seasonal crop rather than gifting it to the gods' establishment as was tradition. His fist curled again at the thought, knowing it would take as long to travel to each farmhouse, as to simply waste the year away and wait for the next harvest. Having decided he could do without the services of the shop before him, he turned to return to his rented room. But even that brought bad thoughts, as he recalled arriving yesterday, and deciding to treat himself to a drink or three to rest before his business, and those three turned to dinner as well, and dinner turned into a night's sleep. No, he would not be a patron of anywhere in this town any longer, he settled his mind, and did little more than gather his gear before heading off out of town. He cursed to himself, having gotten nowhere this last week, except his purse was a bit lighter, his mood was more foul, his list of tasks remained exactly as uncompleted as before, and he even swore that the snow on the path was a bit deeper than before. He kicked at the nearest pile in frustration, doing little more than wetting his boots. He was at home in the wild, the type of man who would never lose his way, but his skills were unnecessary here. There were several sets of tracks, of people and of carts, all coming or going the same way. The town became smaller, fading away to a small dot, and then vanishing from sight completely as he traversed the snow-covered farmlands. Travel was slow, however, with the path barely cleared, and the sun soon began to vanish in the same manner as the town. He worried about having to dig out a patch off of the road to lay his tent, but one tiny bit of fortune decided to smile on him this day. As the sky grew darker, a spot in the distance began to light up and glow, a few fires lighting a safe haven in the distance. Trison patted at his side, and feeling that his pouch was not in danger yet of going empty, decided that a nice warm bed inside would suit him better tonight. His pace hastened, less they close their doors before he could reach it.
Thread: Rivalries, Races, Rewards (Alexander and Applepoisoneer)

Lilliana found herself under the roof of the Rosewood Inn. She payed her fee and kicked off her boots in front of the massive fireplace. She spread the skirts o her half-gown to warm the fronts of her thighs and knees. Her long, green locks were thrown over the back of the wingback chair, still damp with the snow that fell from heavy branches. She undid the belt she wore her assortment of vials and pouches from and loaded it carefully into her bag. Since she wasn't traveling any further during the night, it was safe to let them rest in her leather napsack.
Thread: Rivalries, Races, Rewards (Alexander and Applepoisoneer)

The girl had enough time to relax, and let her skin get nice and toasty from the fireside blaze. The oversized chimney seemed to be a big gathering point, with plenty of others to each of her side. She could have chosen to get lost in any of three conversations all at once, or even a set of hands strumming lazily against a lute, producing a soft tune, until a steamy, brothy soup was brought to the tables behind for dinner. A few travelers had passed in after her, but one in particular was rather loud and rowdy, interrupting the dinner meal being served. What do you MEAN, no rooms left? A hand fell heavily against the wooden counter, causing a loud, distinctive banging. Isn't that you entire business? I come for a bed, and you provide it! There are fewer people here than I have digits, and yet you are all out? First it was Rosehips that were lacking, and now Rosewood that failed him much the same. He abhorred roses at this moment. The clerk provided excuses, about damage to some of the roof, and snow getting in. If Trison had the temper to listen, he might understand that taking one of them would mean freezing the night away. With the hole in the boards above letting the frigid air in, his skin might turn blue before the morning sun rose. Instead, his teeth were grinding enough to drown out the other man's voice. Only a squeal from his stomach was enough to bring him back to order. Errr... perhaps a meal, then? Trison knew how to pick his battles. He could fuss and fight a whole day away, if he had been wronged badly enough, but his stomach was a soft spot for him. Few people enjoyed an empty belly, and he had battled it away often enough when he was young. He had just undertaken quite a hike, but only now was he realizing how famished he was. He knew that his skin was tough, he could survive the cold outside if left with no other choice, but his body would chill too easily without any food. The clerk took the coin that was slid to him, and Trison was pointed halfheartedly towards an empty spot with a full bowl and spoon. He wedged himself in, taking his place between a rather burly woman, practically hanging off of the arm of the man beside her, and younger-looking girl... er... he noticed the peculiar looking ears on her. An elf?
Thread: Rivalries, Races, Rewards (Alexander and Applepoisoneer)

Lilliana eyed the man who'd been seated next to her. Nothing about him looked familiar, though he was a human man and they sometimes tended to be faces in crowds to her more often than not. She may have walked by him a dozen times, and if he hadn't spoken a word to her, she wouldn't be able to pick him out. She eyed him over her soup for a brief moment before returning her glance to the bowl. Althugh no familiarity struck her, something rang out from him that drew her attention a force she culd only attribute to her heightened intuition. However, it was far too vague to jump to any conclusions. She swallowed the soup in her mouth and cleared her throat with a gulp. I'm sorry you were denied a room here. She began, a little more matter-of-factly than she'd intended. Will you be alright out in the snow?
Thread: Rivalries, Races, Rewards (Alexander and Applepoisoneer)

Perhaps he should have paid after the meal, not before it. What looked like soup from afar turned out to be a bit more misleading. If he were to try to describe it, cabbage water might have been at the tip of his tongue, perhaps with a few shaved chicken bits thrown in. In its favor, it was steaming hot, which was exactly what he needed right now, pleased to get out of the chilly air, and Trison could feel the warmth of the fireplace even from this distance at the table. Despite the taste, and much against his expectations to the contrary, the more that he gulped down, the more that his stomach settled. His eyes were lifted up and to the side when he heard a voice, though his face remained directed at his meal. It was easy to shrug off the first sentence, but she followed with what seemed like genuine concern, and he decided that he might like the taste of conversation more than the soup. It would be nice to talk with somebody without being framed in an argument, which was all that he had so far today. Little did he know that his partner was the source of his frustrations thus far, and that they were yet at the very tip of what he would eventually find himself drawn into. Its no blizzard out there, thank the heavens. The snow will keep me wet, but the temperature is mild compared to that kind of cold. I'll still keep some warmth in my body if I can keep moving. It's collapsing and being snowed over that would worry me. He rubbed his belly with two motions, and then took another gulp of soup. But I think I'll be safe from that now. I'll probably be fighting to keep my eyes open rather than worrying about my muscles giving out. Again, that was something that a room was meant to address, but he had endured worse. He gave her another look over, and noticed that the elf was equipped rather lightly, aside from the flashy half-skirt she wore, compared to the pack that he had laid behind his seat, and the various tools strapped to his back that he hadn't bothered removing. I can see that you've settled in already. At least they were fortunate to have a spot for most of their customers.
Thread: Rivalries, Races, Rewards (Alexander and Applepoisoneer)

She thought about her offer, looking the man over and deciding there were things she could do to handle him if things took that route. In a kind of lusty anticipation, she reached a casual hand under the table and fingered the dagger she kept in her boot. Magical practice was more her cup of tea, but it was a quick fix if she needed one. Well, I know it isn't a cozy bed, but if you can stomach sharing a roof with a woman you hardly know, you can have the floor of my room. She shrugged, indicating it could go one way or the other. It might be a little chilly, but it won't be quite so wet.