<div class="floatleft">(http://i1131.photobucket.com/albums/m543/jakendy/HumanKing.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Arkand<br/><strong>Title:</strong>The Human King<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Playhouse<br/><br/>The play was interesting, to be sure, but in his time at court he had gotten the habit of not paying attention to entertainment, and though he wanted to for this play, his eyes wandered a bit as he looked out over his city. Though something was odd. The are across the walls where the fields were seemed... darker, and the feeling in his gut told him: stranger. Of course it was too far to see, and anyway he figured it could also be his imagination. He knew very little about crops, besides the basic ideas. He had never really needed to know in the past and certainly not now. The only time he had truly been in one, apart from viewing them in a royal inspection, was the few times he had salted and burned them in his mercenary days. Of course, that was completely different.<br/><br/>Still, he realized maybe it could use his attention. That was, until his attention was torn to something else.<br/><br/>As he felt the woman's gaze on him he felt a tang in his chest. A spell perhaps? No, it was just his heart banging against his chest as their eyes met. He had sampled himself a good amount of women in his time, but with his position came more changes and along with other things, made him a little bit cooler on the subject. But a look at her caused his face to flush slightly.<br/><br/>"Oh... this?"<br/><br/>He said as his eyes almost tore away from her to look at what she was talking about, but were unable to.<br/><br/>"Just simple magic... mostly just a parlor trick. I'm not going to do anything larger, I am sitting on a haystack after all."<br/><br/>Simple conversation seemed like his only defense at this point. She was just irresistibly lovely, and the way that her skin and hair glistened in the moonlight was almost ethereal... Almost... It was a similar feeling... and a similar situation. And, the memories started to come back. Could it be? No... it wasn't the same, not the same person at least. In fact, he had a hard time believing it might be a similar situation. It would be unfair on the girl if it was, but he couldn't shake the uneasiness he had at the staggering amount of beauty she unveiled.<br/><br/>He had to know... but how could he? And if he was wrong, would she be offended? His brow furrowed and he moved his face closer to hers, trying to avert his eyes but failing to do so. No... she couldn't... but... there it was, faint, but unique. With a sigh, he withdrew, tearing his face away.<br/><br/>"You're... very beautiful... Brimstone has a very unique smell, if you know what you're looking for."<br/><br/>He seemed almost ashamed in himself. Even knowing what she probably was, he wouldn't mind... dallying with her. But it was the deception that truly scared him.