Mister Baram!....is givin me me first real craftin contract! Showed me the plans for some new mechanical helm. I seen his marks...Doomguard..but I aint particular....work is work...and jink is jink...aint figured a price yet...but he's willin' ta risk an apprentice to spiffle somethin' together...I told him that I got a boss to watch over me work so its done just so...
An lets face it....surely most peoples would want a lil bit o the pixie dust sprinkled on their new stuffies? wouldn't they...wouldn't they? I mean...makes it extra special don't it?
So I'm figuring out a way to add a wee bit of extra sparkle to that hat..and I recommended that he takes the feathered-style cos thats a whole lot more fun than a metal one...guess that's up to him though....
me first order...this might get me out of apprenticeship inta fully fledged Hegemony member if I gets this right...
Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!
I joined with mister Baram bopping frostie noggin' in the ice cave when mister Elrik joined us. Was fun.....though they both got stomped on and I had ta drag em out after finishin that HUGE frostie off with me fire wand. They was HEAVY! but I managed ta dominate a sallie to help with to the portal and took me time, turned shape once or twice and got them out o there...they owed me BIGTIME..got a coin in return and I'm keeping the jink from that boss frostie that was Elrik's share...uh uh...ye die, ye want a pixie to pick ye up...then ye got to pay..jink...coin or favour...
Got me a fun few favour's off of that mister Gwendyn...hee hee....gonna test out me latest batch of love potions, him the guineapig and he also owes me a fun game an some jink ..fella keeps fallin...I just got to round up Naya 'n Sondaal n see if they'll take part in that love potion test with me...better to try it on him on one nearer his own kind...for proper effect....it wears off....eventually.....nuthin to worry about...better then that one the nasty witchdoctor in them sewers makes too.....
"Where Angels Dare"
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Job done! "Be sure and recommend me 'n the Hegemony" she told mister Baram perkily.
She left him with a wide brimmed hat with a creamy feather sticking out the side and it had all the enchantments he'd asked for, plus a little dusting of her pixie sparkle thrown in for free. Shame she'd not been able to obtain a pink feather but it would have to do. Still, very dashing hat for a doomsguard she thought. Rather think he was pleased with the effect himself. She'd puckered her tiny lips and kissed his cheek too later on after a dashing rescue from the Abyss....she thought he'd liked that 'n all the way he screwed up his face like he really enjoyed it...a Doomsguard nonetheless...what fun...
A party gathering for her fey cousins, song and dance on the beach of Thalasia....Amir the harpist has promised to play sometime.."Set a date an I'll gather me kin!" she was grinning widely, fingers tangling in his hair, teasing it into knots as was her way...the big guy said he might join in as well with his bizouki. She hadn't seen her cousins for ages...but they'd come at a snap of finger for a party and song.
She left him with a wide brimmed hat with a creamy feather sticking out the side and it had all the enchantments he'd asked for, plus a little dusting of her pixie sparkle thrown in for free. Shame she'd not been able to obtain a pink feather but it would have to do. Still, very dashing hat for a doomsguard she thought. Rather think he was pleased with the effect himself. She'd puckered her tiny lips and kissed his cheek too later on after a dashing rescue from the Abyss....she thought he'd liked that 'n all the way he screwed up his face like he really enjoyed it...a Doomsguard nonetheless...what fun...
A party gathering for her fey cousins, song and dance on the beach of Thalasia....Amir the harpist has promised to play sometime.."Set a date an I'll gather me kin!" she was grinning widely, fingers tangling in his hair, teasing it into knots as was her way...the big guy said he might join in as well with his bizouki. She hadn't seen her cousins for ages...but they'd come at a snap of finger for a party and song.
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"So anyone got any good tales of late?" said the gnome in the red and white helm and armour after seeing the flying pixie and making some odd comment about needing a butterfly net to which she'd got in a huff, wondering at the direction his mind was going in...thinking he was after capturing her.."I aint no flutterby!" but then she thought of a tall-tale to tell and told them all.
"Hum....Gundul the giant was seen going to the basement with barmaid Tylanee and they weren't going to chase rats if 'n ye get me drift?!" she winked with a cheeky grin, her attempt at a 'tale' making the gnome snicker.
She tried to pay to play with one fella's long ash gray hair but he kept upping the price and limiting the terms to a simple touch when she implied in the middle of the negotiatin' that she wanted to be combin' her fingers through it. Her boss had provided the coin at each negotiating stage but the deal wasn't gonna come through for her, the man clearly was teasing 'her' along with no intention of letting her fey fingers touch his fine tresses. Piri pocketed the jink Karath'rok gave her anyway, hoping he wouldn't notice in all the curfuffle.
She knocked the battle mage Nicolas fella down with a shove of her great trollie clawed paw, he was out to sell a battleaxe and had laughed at her tiny crossbow, she'd morphed to a troll to show him she could hold such a large weapon. They both faced off in troll form, grunting at each other, stinky of breath...he pushed her so she pushed him and he'd been the one to topple. Morphing back to her pixie form she mentioned wanting to learn how to change into a knight in order to tease the angel-girl so her boss had showed her the spell to transform...from serious faced yella skinned githzerai bearing axes to fully plated and helmed knight with a mighty sword...that was quite funny to see.
Karath'rok took her training a bit later after early discussions of a work contact with one girl, to go bop some frostie schnozzle in the ice plane...she'd taken down Jarl and his doggie with her precious fire wand spells. Pleased as punch at her efforts and fun for the night she retired to the Cage, fluttered to the festhall to snuggle into a big pile of cushions in a warm and cosy corner.
"Hum....Gundul the giant was seen going to the basement with barmaid Tylanee and they weren't going to chase rats if 'n ye get me drift?!" she winked with a cheeky grin, her attempt at a 'tale' making the gnome snicker.
She tried to pay to play with one fella's long ash gray hair but he kept upping the price and limiting the terms to a simple touch when she implied in the middle of the negotiatin' that she wanted to be combin' her fingers through it. Her boss had provided the coin at each negotiating stage but the deal wasn't gonna come through for her, the man clearly was teasing 'her' along with no intention of letting her fey fingers touch his fine tresses. Piri pocketed the jink Karath'rok gave her anyway, hoping he wouldn't notice in all the curfuffle.
She knocked the battle mage Nicolas fella down with a shove of her great trollie clawed paw, he was out to sell a battleaxe and had laughed at her tiny crossbow, she'd morphed to a troll to show him she could hold such a large weapon. They both faced off in troll form, grunting at each other, stinky of breath...he pushed her so she pushed him and he'd been the one to topple. Morphing back to her pixie form she mentioned wanting to learn how to change into a knight in order to tease the angel-girl so her boss had showed her the spell to transform...from serious faced yella skinned githzerai bearing axes to fully plated and helmed knight with a mighty sword...that was quite funny to see.
Karath'rok took her training a bit later after early discussions of a work contact with one girl, to go bop some frostie schnozzle in the ice plane...she'd taken down Jarl and his doggie with her precious fire wand spells. Pleased as punch at her efforts and fun for the night she retired to the Cage, fluttered to the festhall to snuggle into a big pile of cushions in a warm and cosy corner.
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I'm losing focus and form and I'm not entirely sure why...most likely due to the continued strain of the threats hanging over Kelth's and another's head as well as my own...I'm not used to this...having to permanently be on my guard in this place. I'm not sure what else to do for Kelth. I've suggested trawling the planes in search of this vampire Queen, gray waste, carceri, parts of under sigil ...all the likely places one might expect a vampire to have lair...in vain. He has made open challenge to anyone to attempt to draw heat off myself and this...Raifael who is also targetted. And Kelth will not accept any plan to fake death by any group seeking monetary gain from this evil...he is a proud man and finds those ideas insulting. I made him make a promise to me and in return I made one to him...difficult though that was to give.
That loss of focus nearly led to death in the Abyss, a poor training session that nearly saw Karath'rok fall, both of us close to defeat, we returned to the cavern and I was not in a good mood and incredibly tired. And what did I see then?
"Dom was here" a note posted to a stone statue of a devil left in the cavern...needless to say I was not amused to see this, bloodied and sweated from the fighting, to face a stone version of my foe...left as a Joke...it was mocking me.
I had passed Dom earlier in that cavern, him heading out, I heading in towards the blood war. A short conversation with him had me, or so I thought, thinking I understood his humour a little more, and his words had me sending a note back to the Inn for Kelth. To come back and find this..statue, feeling as I was, well...I'm pretty sure he'd intended me to find it...so no, I was not amused....slashing it down, ending its sorry stoned existence with a few select swipes.
My head spinning from my efforts, tiredness near overwhelming me, I met briefly with Firtraad in the bazaar and bought some special potions, though he had none of the empty sequencer potions I needed. I saw Sondaal briefly hand in hand with some male...was that her man? But I felt defeated and strolled off quietly to the Inn...bumping into Gwendyn there he offered me some quiet company and wine which I thought might help to relax. I found out that Piri had been spending time with him and warned him to be wary of her tricks.
Wine finished, with a promise to show him Elysium some time, I decided to head to there myself to take in the sea air and moonlight, a swim perhaps would settle me nicely before retiring...and caught up with Kelth. Preserving some modesty, in his presence, I changed to costume and kept a little distance. I needed that swim, to clear head and compose myself. He joined me and...as I watched him, swam with him, shared joke with him, I extended my senses to smell the freshness of the night air, taste the salt water on my lips, hearing the sound of the gentle waves, feeling the water lap my skin and simply enjoying the sight of him sharing the same pleasure....all my senses were appeased and I finally relaxed.
That loss of focus nearly led to death in the Abyss, a poor training session that nearly saw Karath'rok fall, both of us close to defeat, we returned to the cavern and I was not in a good mood and incredibly tired. And what did I see then?
"Dom was here" a note posted to a stone statue of a devil left in the cavern...needless to say I was not amused to see this, bloodied and sweated from the fighting, to face a stone version of my foe...left as a Joke...it was mocking me.
I had passed Dom earlier in that cavern, him heading out, I heading in towards the blood war. A short conversation with him had me, or so I thought, thinking I understood his humour a little more, and his words had me sending a note back to the Inn for Kelth. To come back and find this..statue, feeling as I was, well...I'm pretty sure he'd intended me to find it...so no, I was not amused....slashing it down, ending its sorry stoned existence with a few select swipes.
My head spinning from my efforts, tiredness near overwhelming me, I met briefly with Firtraad in the bazaar and bought some special potions, though he had none of the empty sequencer potions I needed. I saw Sondaal briefly hand in hand with some male...was that her man? But I felt defeated and strolled off quietly to the Inn...bumping into Gwendyn there he offered me some quiet company and wine which I thought might help to relax. I found out that Piri had been spending time with him and warned him to be wary of her tricks.
Wine finished, with a promise to show him Elysium some time, I decided to head to there myself to take in the sea air and moonlight, a swim perhaps would settle me nicely before retiring...and caught up with Kelth. Preserving some modesty, in his presence, I changed to costume and kept a little distance. I needed that swim, to clear head and compose myself. He joined me and...as I watched him, swam with him, shared joke with him, I extended my senses to smell the freshness of the night air, taste the salt water on my lips, hearing the sound of the gentle waves, feeling the water lap my skin and simply enjoying the sight of him sharing the same pleasure....all my senses were appeased and I finally relaxed.
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"Count on it"
I've been saying that alot lately and I meant it. Another fall in the Abyss even with Barratiel's help resulted in failure...this was getting ridiculous...it just showed how much I was letting 'things' get to me...not sleeping, waning appetite...not good. I cannot afford weakness now, there is too much at stake.
I heard the briefest outline of the latest plan and I protested vehemently. Until I had more details I was standing firm...NO! that would mean a break of promise...I pursed lips and questionned carefully, my words biting out it felt like I was interrogating but I 'had' to know.
A plea for me to understand brought tears to my eyes but I could only respond with silence, until I could bear the returned silence no more and I had to speak.
"I do understand. I'd do the same." but, by the light of Pelor, it hurts and my heart feels so heavy, unshed tears burn at the thought of that scenario.
Whatever happened, I'd be there...whether to share the painful burden, make sacrifice myself if needed, fight with all the divine fury, protect all for all I was worth....simply heal and revive, keep alive....I could do no less.
A further private meeting with the merchant and my main concern was partially answered and motives understood better. Another meet was required, with his apprentice also in tow and I would know the whole plan, the finer details and perhaps then...we would see end to this...madness.
Pelor, Chauntea...give me your guidance, strength and light to face what comes, to show mercy and compassion where it is due, to challenge and destroy the evil that persists in the darkest of places...be it within the hellish planes or the depths of a corrupted soul.. Naya made her prayer in the quiet of her own room later that night, resolving that no one should see her growing weakness...
....no one.
I've been saying that alot lately and I meant it. Another fall in the Abyss even with Barratiel's help resulted in failure...this was getting ridiculous...it just showed how much I was letting 'things' get to me...not sleeping, waning appetite...not good. I cannot afford weakness now, there is too much at stake.
I heard the briefest outline of the latest plan and I protested vehemently. Until I had more details I was standing firm...NO! that would mean a break of promise...I pursed lips and questionned carefully, my words biting out it felt like I was interrogating but I 'had' to know.
A plea for me to understand brought tears to my eyes but I could only respond with silence, until I could bear the returned silence no more and I had to speak.
"I do understand. I'd do the same." but, by the light of Pelor, it hurts and my heart feels so heavy, unshed tears burn at the thought of that scenario.
Whatever happened, I'd be there...whether to share the painful burden, make sacrifice myself if needed, fight with all the divine fury, protect all for all I was worth....simply heal and revive, keep alive....I could do no less.
A further private meeting with the merchant and my main concern was partially answered and motives understood better. Another meet was required, with his apprentice also in tow and I would know the whole plan, the finer details and perhaps then...we would see end to this...madness.
Pelor, Chauntea...give me your guidance, strength and light to face what comes, to show mercy and compassion where it is due, to challenge and destroy the evil that persists in the darkest of places...be it within the hellish planes or the depths of a corrupted soul.. Naya made her prayer in the quiet of her own room later that night, resolving that no one should see her growing weakness...
....no one.
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If....
I had been there earlier....I might have prevented more deaths and the serious injury of my friends...but I might also have died in the process and been no use to anyone.
If...
I had been there with my friend...I might have prevented the explosion, dealt a swifter and powerful blow fighting alongside the lion...but I might also have blown his disguise and alerted the fiend earlier and caused more difficulty.
Instead of taking up arms, fighting against that evil soul, helping to put an end to his life for all the trouble he has caused I am left to pick up the pieces...I am blessed with the ability to do that too...to a ..degree, though I cannot help but wish it had been me to have sliced my scythe and taken off that evil Marius' head.
So, when I returned from my visit to the Beastlands, found a ruined and burning Inn, chaos outside, Jach telling me that Sondaal and Kelth were taken to the Barracks, alive but seriously injured, I raced there after seeing if I could bring life back to those charred, dead souls that had been in the Inn...but twas not to be...too far gone for my help.
I followed Erin at a run and entered the Barracks Infirmary to find my two friends alive but harshly dealt with and as I healed, restored, regenerated their wounds, burns, limbs and bodies with divine prayer, tended with ointment and bandage, I listened to those that spoke of what happened..Jach, Erin..Kelth..there was a lady there also I'd not seen before who was watching over with concern..I found out her name later..Kalina...Elrik arrived later also. I gave them all scant attention and moved continually between the patients my soul focus on their recovery. Sondaal...needed more than I could give when she started to cough blood...internal injury...likely pieces of shrapnel inside that that required more intense surgery and the Harmonium physicians had to be called.
The fiend was finally dead. But the penalty had been high. The Inn pretty much destroyed and many innocents caught up in the explosion...I knew how Kelth would be feeling...but I could only attend to the immediate problems. With Sondaal in the care of the Harmonium physicians for now, I took the risk of calling upon Barratiel to aid me to take Kelth away from there. Barr was not pleased at being summoned there but he helped anyway. Through the rubble of the Inn, we entered the portal and he rose to the blue skies with me following in flight behind, Kelth held limply and easily in his arms towards Barr's home on the Thalasian isle, the Hills of Avalon.
If....no more ifs...I could only deal with the here and now ...the only way I knew how.
I had been there earlier....I might have prevented more deaths and the serious injury of my friends...but I might also have died in the process and been no use to anyone.
If...
I had been there with my friend...I might have prevented the explosion, dealt a swifter and powerful blow fighting alongside the lion...but I might also have blown his disguise and alerted the fiend earlier and caused more difficulty.
Instead of taking up arms, fighting against that evil soul, helping to put an end to his life for all the trouble he has caused I am left to pick up the pieces...I am blessed with the ability to do that too...to a ..degree, though I cannot help but wish it had been me to have sliced my scythe and taken off that evil Marius' head.
So, when I returned from my visit to the Beastlands, found a ruined and burning Inn, chaos outside, Jach telling me that Sondaal and Kelth were taken to the Barracks, alive but seriously injured, I raced there after seeing if I could bring life back to those charred, dead souls that had been in the Inn...but twas not to be...too far gone for my help.
I followed Erin at a run and entered the Barracks Infirmary to find my two friends alive but harshly dealt with and as I healed, restored, regenerated their wounds, burns, limbs and bodies with divine prayer, tended with ointment and bandage, I listened to those that spoke of what happened..Jach, Erin..Kelth..there was a lady there also I'd not seen before who was watching over with concern..I found out her name later..Kalina...Elrik arrived later also. I gave them all scant attention and moved continually between the patients my soul focus on their recovery. Sondaal...needed more than I could give when she started to cough blood...internal injury...likely pieces of shrapnel inside that that required more intense surgery and the Harmonium physicians had to be called.
The fiend was finally dead. But the penalty had been high. The Inn pretty much destroyed and many innocents caught up in the explosion...I knew how Kelth would be feeling...but I could only attend to the immediate problems. With Sondaal in the care of the Harmonium physicians for now, I took the risk of calling upon Barratiel to aid me to take Kelth away from there. Barr was not pleased at being summoned there but he helped anyway. Through the rubble of the Inn, we entered the portal and he rose to the blue skies with me following in flight behind, Kelth held limply and easily in his arms towards Barr's home on the Thalasian isle, the Hills of Avalon.
If....no more ifs...I could only deal with the here and now ...the only way I knew how.
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Dashy was there! And me Unca Theo...and Bobbin...and.....me cuz's came! to hear mister Amir play fer us...but he couldn't make it...big meanie..will take a piece out of him fer that...he PROMISED..'n I'm sposed to be the bluffer heh..will play a trick on him next time I see him. Unca Theo grumbled about how dark t'was...but guess they aint used ta things in Sigil like I am now...
The big guy did some songs, funny ones...'bout dwarveses and orcses and ...pixies! He also did a slower one, bit soppy that one...kinda cute...could swear he was looking at me tee hee...or was it Sondaal? Naya was sitting quietly behind her listenin' on. Erin stuck around fer a bit. I likes the way I looks in yer eyes or somethin like that....well I likes the way I plays in his hair, he kin look in me eyes anytime so long as I kin be snugglin in that mop of his....Sondaal lost hers...tis a shame. But will grow back..might make her up a mop increasin'potion to help.
I did me poems, got big guy to strum his bizouki along
There once was a Darktale of evil
Who snuck into the Inn like a weasel
Blasting bomb set for naught
By a lion was caught
Does his foul spirit now haunt the new Inn of Sigil?
That raging beserker of Rasheman
wielding Claidhearn Mór as true barbarian
Song on lip, hammer in hand
For justice and women he'll stand
And with a "Fok" will disarm and knockdown.
One celestial girl from the Prime
Set off with pixie to explore over time
Her senses, the planescape,
Her dreams, her winged shape,
Her destiny and heritage of the divine.
So Piri, that's me, likes to play
Flick a tail or feather that's gay
They catches me focus
Its no Hocus Pocus
Til the next game comes along for the day.
..and then Son did her party piece of flicking a pack of cards from distance to neatly stick into the back of the chair. Really clever that!
Me kin fluttered off after that, I went with em to pinch 'n tickle til they buzzed off across the water to our home. I think they enjoyed themselves. Weren't a proper pixie party and Amir was missin' but....yeah..was fun!
The big guy did some songs, funny ones...'bout dwarveses and orcses and ...pixies! He also did a slower one, bit soppy that one...kinda cute...could swear he was looking at me tee hee...or was it Sondaal? Naya was sitting quietly behind her listenin' on. Erin stuck around fer a bit. I likes the way I looks in yer eyes or somethin like that....well I likes the way I plays in his hair, he kin look in me eyes anytime so long as I kin be snugglin in that mop of his....Sondaal lost hers...tis a shame. But will grow back..might make her up a mop increasin'potion to help.
I did me poems, got big guy to strum his bizouki along
There once was a Darktale of evil
Who snuck into the Inn like a weasel
Blasting bomb set for naught
By a lion was caught
Does his foul spirit now haunt the new Inn of Sigil?
That raging beserker of Rasheman
wielding Claidhearn Mór as true barbarian
Song on lip, hammer in hand
For justice and women he'll stand
And with a "Fok" will disarm and knockdown.
One celestial girl from the Prime
Set off with pixie to explore over time
Her senses, the planescape,
Her dreams, her winged shape,
Her destiny and heritage of the divine.
So Piri, that's me, likes to play
Flick a tail or feather that's gay
They catches me focus
Its no Hocus Pocus
Til the next game comes along for the day.
..and then Son did her party piece of flicking a pack of cards from distance to neatly stick into the back of the chair. Really clever that!
Me kin fluttered off after that, I went with em to pinch 'n tickle til they buzzed off across the water to our home. I think they enjoyed themselves. Weren't a proper pixie party and Amir was missin' but....yeah..was fun!
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Something had changed.
"Something spontaneous"
"Seems like you are affected by something"
The words of Elrik and Sondaal came back to me as I held gaze with Kelth whilst allowing the now familiar powers to course through my body, without rigid prayer this time, swathing us both in protective divine magic. This was natural, this was instinctive, this was....right...this was...me.
Since nearly losing him and caring for him on Thalasia with the help of a stern faced Barratiel, I've made certain...lets just say..'steps' forward in learning some truths about myself and pushing past some barriers of old.
A first kiss. Not a first 'to' me, but a first 'given' by me, initiated by me...a tentative exploration of my own, my lips to his.
A holding of hand. Allowing my hand to slip into his voluntarily, testing the feeling of keeping hands linked while walking together.... I've still to try that more without being conscious of who might be watching, judging.
Hearing a simple song written for me and beginning to realise that he shared something of this "spontaneous" and was similarly affected.
An act of intimacy. This time, not sour, not forced, not painful, not...ugly but something quite beautiful for the depth of feeling, closeness and trust that it inspired that...changed the truth of what had been to something much better, tender, gentle and full of emotion.
How did I describe it when asked how it felt that first time?
"Nice"
...a complete understatement but it was the first word that popped into my head.
"Very nice?" I offered again. He would have heard the humour in my voice then as I still struggled to articulate the intensity of what I had felt.
And the second time? Lights...I saw lights behind my eyes at the same time as my body seemed to burst and a huge surge of energy escaped from my whole in and around, divine power released to swirl between us, to bless and shield, cocoon us from everything else but that moment.
By the third, though less powerful, no less wonderful, there was no need to describe it, it just simply...was.
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It was after a small drink of his firewine, she plucked up the courage to try something more than kiss or holding of hand. She slipped into his room with Muriel's help, on the pretext of having left something in his room....and, after making use of the bath as had been offered, sheet wrapped around herself...she waited, nervously. If this was something he wanted of her, she was prepared to be brave and get it over and done with.....
....but all her senses had been in play and tenderly cared for as he had 'gentled' her....allowing that uniting, those intimate acts, with no pain or fear....only mutual pleasure.
"Something spontaneous"
"Seems like you are affected by something"
The words of Elrik and Sondaal came back to me as I held gaze with Kelth whilst allowing the now familiar powers to course through my body, without rigid prayer this time, swathing us both in protective divine magic. This was natural, this was instinctive, this was....right...this was...me.
Since nearly losing him and caring for him on Thalasia with the help of a stern faced Barratiel, I've made certain...lets just say..'steps' forward in learning some truths about myself and pushing past some barriers of old.
A first kiss. Not a first 'to' me, but a first 'given' by me, initiated by me...a tentative exploration of my own, my lips to his.
A holding of hand. Allowing my hand to slip into his voluntarily, testing the feeling of keeping hands linked while walking together.... I've still to try that more without being conscious of who might be watching, judging.
Hearing a simple song written for me and beginning to realise that he shared something of this "spontaneous" and was similarly affected.
An act of intimacy. This time, not sour, not forced, not painful, not...ugly but something quite beautiful for the depth of feeling, closeness and trust that it inspired that...changed the truth of what had been to something much better, tender, gentle and full of emotion.
How did I describe it when asked how it felt that first time?
"Nice"
...a complete understatement but it was the first word that popped into my head.
"Very nice?" I offered again. He would have heard the humour in my voice then as I still struggled to articulate the intensity of what I had felt.
And the second time? Lights...I saw lights behind my eyes at the same time as my body seemed to burst and a huge surge of energy escaped from my whole in and around, divine power released to swirl between us, to bless and shield, cocoon us from everything else but that moment.
By the third, though less powerful, no less wonderful, there was no need to describe it, it just simply...was.
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It was after a small drink of his firewine, she plucked up the courage to try something more than kiss or holding of hand. She slipped into his room with Muriel's help, on the pretext of having left something in his room....and, after making use of the bath as had been offered, sheet wrapped around herself...she waited, nervously. If this was something he wanted of her, she was prepared to be brave and get it over and done with.....
....but all her senses had been in play and tenderly cared for as he had 'gentled' her....allowing that uniting, those intimate acts, with no pain or fear....only mutual pleasure.
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How can I say no to this? whatever this is, whether it be a holding of hands in public or a recognition to others that we are....a couple.
When he looks at me that way ...how can I resist him anything?
The conversation exploring "Favourites", learning things we didn't know about each other had me returning a question he'd once asked of me "Have you ever ridden a horse?" and I listened to him talk of that black mare, the meaning of her name...such a contrast to the old huge clodhopper ploughhorse that we'd had on the farm...and...well, I could imagine him riding bareback, claymore in raisedhand, long hair streaming behind as he charged with her freely into battle...
His tone, his ease and calm, his flair and patience, that 'look' again....and I knew I wanted to spend one more night with him....an attempt at a tease, I'll never be as good as Piri....ended with a cushion fight...that ended in me spending that night......just try the one more...and be damned of the consequences.
When he looks at me that way ...how can I resist him anything?
The conversation exploring "Favourites", learning things we didn't know about each other had me returning a question he'd once asked of me "Have you ever ridden a horse?" and I listened to him talk of that black mare, the meaning of her name...such a contrast to the old huge clodhopper ploughhorse that we'd had on the farm...and...well, I could imagine him riding bareback, claymore in raisedhand, long hair streaming behind as he charged with her freely into battle...
His tone, his ease and calm, his flair and patience, that 'look' again....and I knew I wanted to spend one more night with him....an attempt at a tease, I'll never be as good as Piri....ended with a cushion fight...that ended in me spending that night......just try the one more...and be damned of the consequences.
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One more night.....
He asked if I would join him later in his room...."I might..." but I knew I would. Even if twas only to help bring a calming aura, promote my senses to his, dampen my own fears that this might be our last night and allow him to relax and gain clear thought and wisdom to prepare his papers for the upcoming trial on the morrow.
Piri had heard of the events and caught me as I entered the market place on my way to the Inn. We spoke of the trial, the meetings with Elrik, Relowyn and then something of my talks with Kelth.
"What we goin ta do 'bout this Naya? Ye got a plan? We goin ta spring him? Can't let them bleedin' hardheads take the big guy...taint on...he done nothin' wrong..he got hurt too and feels bad fer them others that that evil guy done killed" she continued on in the same frame but there was nothing I could do to reassure. I'd no plan. I had to trust in this....system ..for now. Worst case he had said...execution ....it cannot end like that surely?...not when...he had last spoken of wanting a future with me....I cannot lose him now.
Piri's eyes bugged when I told her of that worst case then her countenance took on a sly look.
"Won' t come ta that Naya..." the pixie thumbed her chest then "...Piri kin sort this...mark me words...I'll get him out fer yer....no soddin' red-hatter dumbskull's gonna have him hang fer a trumped up reason as that..."
My eyes grew moist watching the pixie talk brave, I spoke to her gently then
"Dont' do anything silly now Piri....Kelth...he'd not want any more to be hurt on account of him.." and then Piri just blinked at me, as if her eyes had finally opened upon something and she'd seen a light.
"Ye got feelin's fer him don't ye?"
It took me a while to answer, we'd reached the Inn and entered. I looked towards the stairs leading to the bedrooms, decided on which I would head to and then turned to her once more.
"Aye....I do."
He asked if I would join him later in his room...."I might..." but I knew I would. Even if twas only to help bring a calming aura, promote my senses to his, dampen my own fears that this might be our last night and allow him to relax and gain clear thought and wisdom to prepare his papers for the upcoming trial on the morrow.
Piri had heard of the events and caught me as I entered the market place on my way to the Inn. We spoke of the trial, the meetings with Elrik, Relowyn and then something of my talks with Kelth.
"What we goin ta do 'bout this Naya? Ye got a plan? We goin ta spring him? Can't let them bleedin' hardheads take the big guy...taint on...he done nothin' wrong..he got hurt too and feels bad fer them others that that evil guy done killed" she continued on in the same frame but there was nothing I could do to reassure. I'd no plan. I had to trust in this....system ..for now. Worst case he had said...execution ....it cannot end like that surely?...not when...he had last spoken of wanting a future with me....I cannot lose him now.
Piri's eyes bugged when I told her of that worst case then her countenance took on a sly look.
"Won' t come ta that Naya..." the pixie thumbed her chest then "...Piri kin sort this...mark me words...I'll get him out fer yer....no soddin' red-hatter dumbskull's gonna have him hang fer a trumped up reason as that..."
My eyes grew moist watching the pixie talk brave, I spoke to her gently then
"Dont' do anything silly now Piri....Kelth...he'd not want any more to be hurt on account of him.." and then Piri just blinked at me, as if her eyes had finally opened upon something and she'd seen a light.
"Ye got feelin's fer him don't ye?"
It took me a while to answer, we'd reached the Inn and entered. I looked towards the stairs leading to the bedrooms, decided on which I would head to and then turned to her once more.
"Aye....I do."