Nirael did not recall a time when he had felt so pleased and happy, cherishing the passions together with the two beautiful women, partaking in the play with them with loving abandon. There was nothing more important the three of them in taht moment, there was nothing that couldn't wait a little longer. A kiss, a caress, a grope and stroke, a brush and tug, a lick and flick, the game of touches went on till they could do no more. He found himself trying everything he could recall for a bit of thrill that did not push the borders of more extreme things, seeking to please, backing away where it seemed best not to go on a path. Just enjoying, learning of the two he was with, and letting the passions play wild.<br/><br/><hr/><hr/><br/>The gentle shake had Nirael awaken with a faint tremor through his form, his shaft wrangled but what a wrangling he thought with a quiet smile. Gazing at Lunari in a dreamy state, smiling happily, and raising his gaze over to Nilari in a warm fashion he nod his head at being awake. He was fairly sure this was not a call for a little more, the guiding out of the bed strengthening that image. Smiling quietly as he followed her, he shivered a bit at the sight of her figure in its after-bath state, playful smile tugging the corner of his lips.<br/><br/>Yet flesh was tired even if spirit was willing, and he knew he should not overextend himself and break something he'd miss. Still, he chuckled quietly while walking along with her, looking at the bathing chamber as he guided him there, thinking she likely wanted him a bit cleaned up before more serious matters. Watching with clear curiosity, he marvelled at the design of the place, wondering whether it was naturally grown by elven tenders, or aided along by magic itself. Either way, it was a work of natural art and he enjoyed the sight of it greatly, but listening to her.<br/><br/><strong>"I've already seen that Lunari is a wonderful woman and I am honored to have been part of what took place. There was a lot of enjoyment and pleasure in that night. I admit I find myself rather enchanted by the ways here, compared to many other places I've roamed."</strong>He let out a faint sigh but nodded his head slightly at the time at the mention of the threat they'd been fleeing.<strong>"I'll wash myself, though with some haste, and join you shortly."</strong>He smiled again as he slipped into the waters, sighing audibly as he leaned back to relax in the waters. The sensation was soothing on the parts of his form that were a bit worn down, letting his body come at ease.<br/><br/>Taking up the offered jar and smiling, he nod his head gratefully at Nilari at the thoughtfulness she was showing to his recovery, watching her seated on the stool while setting the jar down nearby, seeking to wash himself briefly but thoroughly, before starting to apply the salve on parts currently above the surface, moving up to his feet eventually when it came time to lead his hands downwards, but even as he took care of his cleanliness he paid careful attention to her words, nodding his head a little at the time as Nilari explained of Lunari's nature as a half-changeling. A thoughtful hum leaving his lips as the extent of her change was mentioned, even as he looked upon her quietly for a little time.<br/><br/><strong>"Lunari is a very sweet girl, whether in the pale beauty she is when she shows her born form, or the fine elven lady she becomes with people. I love both sides of her, and cherish her company. I do not claim to be tamed by her though, but I get a feeling she is not one to bind me as she knows I'll always return to her."</strong>He shook his head a bit awkwardly. A human mother would have called him a no good scoundrel by now, but different people had different norms, and Lunari's people had a curious situation that made such thoughts perhaps a bit easier to accept as well.<br/><br/><strong>"I can understand the appeal of walking in a woman's guise if the attention the man received for being a man was that intense. I have played with the change slightly, to see what pleasure I might invoke by touch and tease, seeking to learn how to please a female figure from first-hand experience... learning quickly that each one is unique, but still, some helpful hints lay there. I am <em>capable</em> of such a full shift, but I have not made one in a good while. I am not sure how Lunari or my other companions would react to such either."</strong>He shook his head a bit at the time, sighing faintly.<br/><br/><strong>"Still, I will be grateful for the presence of a guard during my stay. While I see no harm in curiosity I will need to focus on learning what I can. Though I'll admit it will probably be best I take my breaks, to avoid burning myself out. I promised to teach of my craft to the lady of the bones that walked with us, the guard of the border, and I hope to learn more of the people here as well in my time."</strong><br/><br/>Done with washing up and applying the bit of salve to his flesh, Nirael looked at Nilari with a smile as he stepped out of the bath, standing at ease behind her as she moved to show the way once more, a chuckle on his lips at the mention of people seeking to have their soil seeded, a blush playing on his cheeks.<strong>"I generally practice a spell to ward off the chance of unplanned seeding, but I see your point in caution there. I'll follow."</strong><br/><br/>He smiled, staying behind her on the move to the room where the journal and spellbook lay in wait. Upon entry he recalled the deal offered to him, quietly thinking to himself the sacrifice of his magical gear was worth it, for promising that which was not his to another would have been a betrayal of trust and memories to the old man. Even as he began to dress in the clothes closest to his size there he did so with a measure of reverence for the one tha came before him. The matter at hand was began by another, but just as Lunari had played a part to seek him out, he had his to play to unite the object and keep it from this 'Marda', to secure it against whatever plots the fiend might want it for.<br/><br/>He looked at the books respectfully, but cast a long and curious look at the staff pointed out to him, this 'Lirialla' catching his interest. The staff, 'her', as Nilari pointed out, was a magnificient creation to his eyes, she was a beauty though he had a feeling she held mysteries she might not divulge easily, but he would take his time and enjoy the studying. Fingers brushing along the wood, he turned to answer to Nilari in earnest manner after her instructions had been laid down.<br/><br/><strong>"I shall join you for a meal in a while, I'd like to get a look at the books to get started, but I also want to spend some time to know those around me."</strong>He smiled and bowed his head to her respectfully again, holding the staff in his hands. Truthfully he hoped to keep it at his side from that point onwards, it just felt right in a fashion, and brushing his fingertips along the figure he couldn't help but wonder if the staff truly was alive, tha the word 'her' held a deeper meaning indeed. Time would tell, he thought while brushing her surface lightly.<br/><br/>Focusing his attention to the books for the immediate moment though, he began by trying to get a general impression of the man who's work he'd be following, letting the spellbook lay at rest for the moment. If he began to study it right away, he'd not make it to breakfast anytime soon. He'd only take a while, one hand on the book's surface turning pages, another idly brushing a thumb along the her length, holding the staff in silence for the time being.<br/><br/>He planned to take a short while to try and get an image of what the man had been like, and what he may have found, before relinquishing the task for the immediate moment, wanting to see Lunari and Nilari again.<strong>"Enough studying for a quick glance, lets see the ladies of the house shall we? We'll work later."</strong>He spoke to the staff in a gentle tone, conversationally, though mostly he was telling himself about the plans to cement them, but it didn't do any harm to treat the staff like it was alive. For all he knew, it might actually be so, if it was living wood that had been so shifted to carry the markings of magic and perhaps more. He'd devote some time for a longer analysis later perhaps.