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Thread: Lost and found (Tristeza and  Lanolyt)

Must run RAAARGH, SOUND THE AL- No more octopus guy. Red, I see red all over. Blood. Mine? A little. The blood and dirt caked mass of white and black hair shifted, feral emerald eyes shining with resolution. The door Run. Run. Shes getting away! Catch her or Ill feast on your blood tonight! HIM! Must run!! Where? Where? WHERE??? ARGH! The small golden body was thrown violently against the stone wall, the slash of an invisible blade on her back amidst the smaller gashes, some fresh, some old. The vampire cackled, bidding his time. Shed taste the despair of being so close and yet so far. Breathing hurts must run light! A window!! Its a long way down Nowhere else to go, so come back and be mine So high maybe too much? No, itll be alright One Two What the STOP HER! Three. A normal person would have died from such a fall. Yet, although dizzy and aching for more than one reason, the girl rose back up to her feet, her breathing labored, as if a huge weight was pressing against her chest. Just a slight movement of her torso and the weight took on a jagged edge, the sharp jolt of pain almost stealing all the air out of her lungs. She couldn't stop. Not now that she was finally out. Between sweat, blood and the slow jumbling of her senses, the slit pupils caught the bearings she needed to decide where to go next. The forest. Run. Run like hell. Don't stop, NEVER stop. With each step, her light body gained an extra measure of weight, gravity pulling down the enormous will that kept the flame alive. Best to die free than live in captivity. Those were her beliefs. The beliefs that, despite the bleeding whip lashes, broken ribs and battered muscles, drove her swiftly into the protection of the woods. However, it was too much. Conscience, like a feather, was slipping away, despite the pushes of the mind. Behind her, far behind, but approaching, the bark of dogs and humanoids alike, thirsty for blood. Her blood. Indeed, so close and yet so far. Must... keep going... close... Without a sound, the golden form spilled on the soft herbs of the clearing, her last stop before conscience finally flew away, only the bundle of hair blanketing the naked, wounded form, defenseless and worn out.
Thread: Lost and found (Tristeza and  Lanolyt)

Obviously you are in too much pain to hunger as yet, though I thought you were going to take a bite from me for a moment. Your woundsare not from battle, but to deliberately torture you. I am so sorry. But I have to ask you something In order to assist you further, you must be my friend truly. We must befriend each other. I have no friends, I am a shifter and that complicates ones life. I only have my Grandmother and my work. My grandmother is wise and can heal you, but you are like a recently released animal right now, ready to bolt and attack anything in your path. If you are a friend I can take you to her to heal youif not, then I dare not. If you are my friend, I will die, before I let them retake youand I do NOT die easily. So I ask you to befriend me. I am called Campion, Huntsmaster for his majesty, and I hope I have not caused my king great distress by aiding you. I offer you my hand in friendship, if you take it, I will assist you back to the keep, to safety, to healing, food, drink, restand my friendship. But know that the magic of these woods is strong, do not claim friendship falsely. He stood and held his bare palm out to her. Inviting. Waiting patiently
Thread: Lost and found (Tristeza and  Lanolyt)

She watched him intently, straining to remain focused on his words. Most weren't retained precisely, lost in the fog of stress, pain and exhaustion. The keywords and notions did come through though, some of things she hadn't heard of in a while. Pain. Shifter. Grandmother. Animal. Heal. Huntsmaster. Friendship. Magic. Friendship. It took her a while to piece it together and move forth for an answer. So, basically... his grandmother could heal her. Healing would lead to breathing with effort. Something she wasn't able to do at the moment. Every inspiration was a thousand needles piercing her side that seemed to go deeper with each breath. This would need far more than rest, and it was nothing she could do on her own. In return, friendship with this... huntsmaster. Had he said something about shifting? It didn't matter. The edges of her sight were blurring increasingly fast, and the glimmers of moonlight dampened into a veil of darkness. She had to give him an answer. Quick. It'd been a foreign concept for so long, friendship. To be able to talk or even be with someone on the same space that wasn't interested in breaking her apart and just plain use her in spite of herself. No feeling of fright or rage, or a need to flee from a person because... they were friends. The man was absolutely right in one thing, she'd relied on her animalistic instincts to pull through her miserable way of life, but even a wild cat knew there were times to lower their fangs and claws and be at the mercy of others. For its own wellfare. Trembling, her golden hand reached for his. I'm... Kalu... She tried pulling herself up to stand like him, but not only did it make her wince in pain, she quickly lost her footing, dizzy and weak, her naked form falling against his, her head leaning on his chest. He trully had a most peculiar scent... It was the last thing that crossed her mind before slipping into unconsciousness once more.
Thread: Lost and found (Tristeza and  Lanolyt)

Tristeza said She watched him intently, straining to remain focused on his words. Most weren't retained precisely, lost in the fog of stress, pain and exhaustion. The keywords and notions did come through though, some of things she hadn't heard of in a while. Pain. Shifter. Grandmother. Animal. Heal. Huntsmaster. Friendship. Magic. Friendship. It took her a while to piece it together and move forth for an answer. So, basically... his grandmother could heal her. Healing would lead to breathing with effort. Something she wasn't able to do at the moment. Every inspiration was a thousand needles piercing her side that seemed to go deeper with each breath. This would need far more than rest, and it was nothing she could do on her own. In return, friendship with this... huntsmaster. Had he said something about shifting? It didn't matter. The edges of her sight were blurring increasingly fast, and the glimmers of moonlight dampened into a veil of darkness. She had to give him an answer. Quick. It'd been a foreign concept for so long, friendship. To be able to talk or even be with someone on the same space that wasn't interested in breaking her apart and just plain use her in spite of herself. No feeling of fright or rage, or a need to flee from a person because... they were friends. The man was absolutely right in one thing, she'd relied on her animalistic instincts to pull through her miserable way of life, but even a wild cat knew there were times to lower their fangs and claws and be at the mercy of others. For its own wellfare. Trembling, her golden hand reached for his. I'm... Kalu... She tried pulling herself up to stand like him, but not only did it make her wince in pain, she quickly lost her footing, dizzy and weak, her naked form falling against his, her head leaning on his chest. He trully had a most peculiar scent... It was the last thing that crossed her mind before slipping into unconsciousness once more. Click to expand... Had he waited to long? NO! He scooped her up and tore smoothly through the forest. Each step preplanned in a symphony of movement. He gave a distress call as he neared the keep. His grandmother spoke the opening words, and he rushed Kalu into the protective walls. His Mater had him lay her on a magical dias, covered with earth signs. She held his hand, drawing on his energy, pausing to say. Oh, my darling boy, she is your aural match! We absolutely have to save her, for both your sakes! Now his feelings made sense. Maybe one girl in 20000 would ever match this way. He pushed his energy out to his Mater as she adjusted torn muscle, broken bones and ripped tendons. Soon a healthy glow was flowing into Kalu and wounds faded, scars remained and a little tenderness, but otherwise, she was well. My boy...in her mind is also much pain, but you will have to heal that. she left them together, and he sat and held her hand through the night until she awoke.
Thread: Lost and found (Tristeza and  Lanolyt)

As her life neared slipping away, Kalu felt as if she floated weightlessly through a veiled limbus, as if, for the first time in a long while, she had no cares in the world. It was warm and gentle, like a craddle, and a tender voice far, far away, one she'd never heard, and yet so familiar. A voice that haunted her dreams. Between the mist of light, a figure with a lighter golden skin waved to her, short, spiky white hair, crimson eyes, full markings and the soft smile of a loved one. On her neck, a familiar red bandanna. Mother... Kalu tried to will herself to the older figure, tears streaming down her cheeks. But instead, she seemed to be floating away, and the mystical veil fading into dark, her mother waving to her. It's not your time yet... my dear child... A single tear rolled down her cheek as she slowly came around. Stirring, her body felt heavy, like she had jumped from a third floor which she had, but there was no pain. She could breathe well again. Her legs and arms were in one piece and didn't offer her resistance. The word to sum it all up was 'rejuvenation'. Something, however, was holding her hand. Softly, she closed her fingers around Campion's, her eyes opening to the unfamiliar sight. Someone had watched over her, like he said he would. A perfect stranger. Yet, it felt... almost like home. Thank you...
Thread: Lost and found (Tristeza and  Lanolyt)

Kalu...you know little of me and I you, so I'll not press you, but I must ask. Do you believe that your captors will risk a great deal to take you again? I will still protect you, but knowing what exactly we face is a bonus. You are not a prisoner...I am. I love you, and you are the one person I have ever met whom I desired to love. If you leave, I will not stop you. But I can't protect you outside these walls...not fully. So you have to decide how much indoors you can take. We have a large garden... With large trees. It's a bit elven, but so are we. Your bones are not yet at full strength, give them a few days rest and all will be well there. Since you need to rest I will tell you a bit of myself. My family is partially human, and part elvish...of several breeds...my Mater, she is woods elf, but I have other types older in me. I will be blunt...I'm a shifter... I have three forms. This, a great wolf, and a form in between. I can change at will...except if I am drugged or the moon stands full, then I can not be human and the beast desires can overwhelm me. During such a pass, you would do well to lock your room from me, for I might try to force myself on you. And without a magic weapon, you could not be able to harm me at all...or maybe you could. There is an odd magic in you. He kissed her hand and it was like a spark that made him not want to let go, he could feel some of her feeling flowing to him. I am glad we are friends so I can share these things with you.
Thread: Lost and found (Tristeza and  Lanolyt)

It was such a flurry of information and emotions that Kalu almost lost herself in his words. Still, maybe it was the presence of the runes, traces of the healing energy still coursing through her, his touch or maybe even something else unrelated all together, but her mind had rested and was awake enough to accompany him through, sitting up on the dais as Campion spoke and exposed the situation. Her emerald eyes glanced at the ragged bandanna tying her long hair by her side, drawing courage from her mother's memento. It was a bit of an overwhelming moment, well, moments, but she had said she'd partake in friendship with the man before her. It would be tempting to jolt away now that she felt decent again and into the wilderness to move on with her search, but... her eyes locked with his... and she really felt at home, connected with the shifter huntsman. As you said... there is odd magic in me. I don't know what it is, and no one has ever been able to tell me either. One thing I do know, though. My blood is special. I've seen vampires and demons drink it. Their powers strengthened for a while, before it went back to normal. The last couple of times I was caught, it was one of the reasons for them to chase me. The other... I heard they ran some form of bet on their circles on who would be able to break me into their little play toy. Kalu chuckled darkly, smirking a little. I've hurt the pride of many with my little 'stunts' as they put it, but my last master... he is hellbent. None have bought me as many times as him. She sighed deeply, eyeing the glowing rune on the floor. He will come. She let the silence linger to clear the space for her next words, to address the other things he had brought up. A slight blush tinted her cheeks, in fact, as his words rewinded through the golden female's mind. My mother once told me her kind, my kind, they had a destined companion. They could only trully love once. After a certain age, one would hear a calling and begin a quest to find that certain person. Until then, they would never be satisfied. It took her, she told me, 400 years or so. It took me 2. Her free hand joined with his other one, cupping them together. We may be friends now... but if you are a prisoner of me, I am a prisoner of you. Her heart seemed to be skipping beats, the mystical bind strengthening.
Thread: Lost and found (Tristeza and  Lanolyt)

His heart blossomed as she grasped his hand, and then she was in her arms and she his. He kissed her, feeling teeth a little sharper than normal. He was careful not to hug tight, her ribs needed a rest. Suddenly he broke with her. Kalu...you smell so wonderful... so arousing, darling...we have so much time...how old are you? Tell me you can live beyond a human span. But if I continue adoring you this way, my wolf nature may emerge and I may not be able to help trying to take you as my own. You have been raped and torn...and to me you are the purest thing I have ever seen, but I will not force you if I can help it...not unless you invite me to. So for now, I suggest, that I introduce my lifemate to my Mater...and we see what wondrous things she has made to eat. Because if I don't eat soon, you are going to look even more delicious and I will want to sample the whole buffet. He grinned, though internally, it was a close fight. Taking her hand, he moved to lead her to the dining hall.
Thread: Lost and found (Tristeza and  Lanolyt)

She gasped slightly as he pulled her in, and a shiver of pleasure ran down her spine when their lips merged, diving into the kiss with a fire many had craved to possess and failed miserably. Her black lips curled into a small pout when he suddenly broke it, but soon a soft smile graced them, pleased by his curiosity and satisfaction. I'm 20... but my mother was more than just a few centuries old, and she didn't exactly die of old age... A small gray cloud would have crossed her expression at the thought of her mother if he hadn't continued, his lustful streak awakening a playful side of her she'd repressed for a long time. True, rape and extreme brutality had been part of her daily life for long, and the damage of her stunt was still patent, as Campion had reminded earlier, groggyness of the healing process aside. But the aura of easiness that wafted from him and the peacefulness of the whole scenery soothed her feral persona down into a hibernation state, the enough to consider materializing his wishes. Maybe not now, but soon. If you continue with such praise, I might even eat my delicious self. Still, I would not like to keep your Mater waiting after so rudely intruding her home. Kalu rose to her feet, calmly letting him guide her through the foreign halls.
Thread: Lost and found (Tristeza and  Lanolyt)

As he led Kalu into the dining room, his Mater flew to them, enwrapping them both in her arms. Oh my darlings I rejoice at your love and joining. Tonight we shall celebrate....an Kalu...You are now my own grandchild...if you wish, you may call me Mater as well. I am so glad he found you, and I, too, will protect you my dear... I am a cleric of some import and my magics are not small. Let the evil come from the edge...darkness never does well against true light. A warm glow spread from her and passed out through the keep, extending hundreds of yards out in a sphere. Let them come... I have been waiting! She darted away to spread the food and he quietly turned to kiss Kalu, before they took their seats. He was inpressed, she was a good cook, but this was amazing. Don't get used to this Kalu. He grinned and ducked a spoon. After dinner, she took Kalu to pick out some soft clothes, so He wouldn't drool all the time.
Thread: Lost and found (Tristeza and  Lanolyt)

Kalu couldn't help but laugh softly at the elf's antics, glad to be so well recieved. It was trully nice to be welcomed into a family like this... it was something she had missed dearly. Her mother would have approved, that was for sure. Thank you Mater, you've already done much for me. Her grasp around his hand closed tighter, in gratitude and love, eyeing Campion with a big smile. Very much indeed. The sensation of the spreading magic amazed Kalu, feeling its light resonate with her as the barrier spread far and wide. She trully was a powerful person, and to see such power used for good was... refreshing. The sneaky kiss made her blush, embarassed, as if they had just done some silly prank and gotten away with it. In a sense, they did. Her jaw dropped at the sight of the food. Just the looks of it made Kalu full, so delicious it appeared. And the first bite sent her to heaven and back, her eyes almost rolling to the back of her head with the pleasure of eating something that was actually more palatable than a tough hunk of bread and overly salted beef jerky. She didn't even reply to Campion, busy making up for all the years of near starvation. The level of satisfaction the golden female experienced was... beyond paralel. So, it was a completely docile girl that followed Mater to get clothes. She was so used to be naked that it didn't phase Kalu in the least to wander around the way she came to the world. But the soft cotton was a welcome feeling, used as she was to ragged and dirty sacks of itchy burlap as a cover. She picked a simple white acolyte's vest, a silver vine-like pattern being the only addornement, but it fit her form like a glove, showing off her feminine curves. Do you like it? she asked Campion meekly, as she returned.
Thread: Lost and found (Tristeza and  Lanolyt)

Campion looked up from the chair where he was reading about vampires. He quietly put it aside and his eyes glowed. Kalu...while it's true you would manage to look good in a clown's suit or anything, for that matter, this outfit does suit you. As a male, I might feel that covering any part of you is a crime, but as your mate, I'd rather not have the other males think your charms are available, and I also want to be able to concentrate occasionally on things other than your oh-so-very-full breast, and swooping stomach... He shook himself. You get the point. My resplendent darling, Mater will be asking you some questions about your former location in order to learn whatever we can of the enemy. While you were out, I received a message via magic bell from the ambassador to the darklands, inquiring if we had you. I replied that there was no one here but Mater, my mate and myself. He suggested that you ought to be returned to them, and I suggested that Mater might consider removing you an act of war against the Elven Ambassador, as this keep is also the Elven Embassy. That seemed to give him pause. I sent my own message directly to the King, explaining the actual situation. He replied, as my protective liege, and as the man who's life I have saved repeatedly, that any aggression against the Royal Huntsmaster's wife is and act of aggression against his household.... So, it would seem that without direct war, diplomacy is failing the darkland scum. I next expect them to try direct force. Dear...I have a favor to ask. They want you, and I can't let that happen. If there is an attack, I need you indoors...both for your safety, and to be the last line of defense for Mater if something get within the walls...for I will be without. Can you do this for me...out of trust and love? I know we are new together...but I need this, or I can't think. I promised that I would do all I could to keep them from you... I can't keep my promise if you are not here. He stood and clasped her arms. One last thing...will you marry me, not just be my mate, but my legal wife... Mater can perform the ceremony as Ambassador and Priestess of Correlon. I kind of did not mention to the King that we were not formally wed, so I'm in a pit of a pickle. He dropped to one knee, holding up an ancient ring of tiger's eye. Kalu, my love, will you marry me and be my wife...forever?
Thread: Lost and found (Tristeza and  Lanolyt)

Kalu couldn't help but giggle at his sidetracking, jiggling her form as a light tease to try and further dumbfound him. While it failed, his next informations were important, and her face took on a serious expression. The lengths to which Campion had gone for her... were indiscribable. A feeling of pride and intense loyalty filled the young female, and she felt blessed her destiny had brought her to the huntsmaster. It'd been a tortuous and painstaking way, but at least it hadn't taken 400 years. She nodded to his first enquiries, the resolution that had allowed her to flee from the cruel rule of the dark masters shining within her emerald eyes. I will aid Mater in whatever way I can. It is the least I can do, after all... and if I can help in keeping her safe, I'll do everything in my power to do so. I guess I can stay cooped up for that. She added the last sentence as a little effort to break the obvious tension, but she understood his plea. And it did make sense. In fact, Kalu was surprised they even tried diplomacy in the first place. Their enemy wasn't usually the kind to try and bargain for his food. He just swooped down upon it and took it for himself without mercy. When he stood, she expected him to add something else, even more grave than before... And indeed it was grave... but her mind seemed to freeze somewhat when he spoke the word 'marry' at first. Was... was he serious? They could become married? It was only when he knelt that she trully believed he wasn't playing her, her gaze locked on the ring. It seemed... old, very old, and a dear possession. Her answer came in the form of a deep kiss as she threw her arms around his neck, her heart racing with joy.
Thread: Lost and found (Tristeza and  Lanolyt)

He froze when she hugged him. She was so close, so alluring, and she wanted to marry him too. His need was so great and her lips were so warm and inviting... Lightly, he bit her lip. Kalu...darling...I truly love you, but I also truly need to have you. I want to make love, but my beast wants to rut you...I don't think that is what we wish, so darling, I must ask you to let me go and don't touch me again until Mater can properly join us. With her help, I can tame the beast a bit that you are currently so filling with enflamed desire. So if you don't want our first passion to be filled with memories we might regret forever, please go and get her. And darling...don't run...you of all people will understand why. He hated himself so at that moment, that he even had to ask her. What must she think she was getting herself into now? Biting his lip to distract himself, a tear of shame for his darker side glimmered in his eye. How could any man need a woman so much and yet live? He felt like he was going to shatter into tiny fragments that would vaporize from the energy within him. And a darker voice came from his throat. I want you now.... It dripped with lust and menace, and promise. But he gritted his teeth together, with his last vestiges of will, he would resist the overpowering urge to leap upon her. He WOULD!