<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=205751.msg11831061#msg11831061">Quote from: Chloe Milev on 19-11-2015, 13:30:08</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Um, Rensha, I know you kind of like me, and I like you a lot too.  You know, like that.  Though this is my first time away from home, and I've found myself on lots of dates with people.  I don't want to be a tease or predator, but I want to be close to you too.  Would you want to be... more than friends, but still open to dating?  Sorry, that still sounds like I just want to use you, but I really care about you and want to express that in more ways than I have previously.  So anyway, is that something you'd like to explore...?"</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>Rensha nodded.  "Yes, this is something to which I'm open.  Us orcs are no strangers to having multiple lovers, although in most cases it's been a high-status man with concubines or a woman bedding the clan's strongest warriors.  I suppose here it's better among peers than a one-sided power dynamic.  But you have to promise me one thing."<br/><br/>She kissed Kleris on the lips.  "If we ever get some alone time, like say if Zullinat's preoccupied from coming back to the dorm, I'd like to explore each other's bodies...beyond what we're doing now."<br/><br/><hr/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: andale mono;">Day 67</span></span></div><div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: andale mono;">Forest on Campus</span></span></div><br/>He could go down and try to say he was just practicing his illusions, but the centaurs would probably be grunting and screaming all the while, which would be harder to explain exactly what he was trying to reproduce.  Instead, it was best to play into their expectations.  Conjuring up a <em>silent image</em> of a mediumish drake, he sent it flying between the trees past the prefects, intending on sending them on a long wild goose chase for as long as it took the couple to finish their coupling.  Hopefully any further groans could be attributed to the "drake" as it flew around the forest.<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>"I knew it!" Edgar squawked as they gave chase.  "Don't let it get into Redhurst's buildings!"<br/><br/>Arturon fired off a<em>ray of enfeeblement</em>to no avail.  Utari cast<em>true strike</em>on her lover to better his aim.<br/><br/>"Eheh, I probably should have done that first..."<br/><br/>"Look out, it's getting close to the Oldtower Dorm!" Arturon shouted.  "We<em>must</em>keep it away!<br/><br/>Arturon hurriedly cast a<em>spider climb</em>upon himself to climb the dorm's wall as Utari watched from the ground.  One thing was clear: they were well away from the pair of centaurs, and even if they did return at running speed they'd hopefully be finished.<br/><br/>...<br/><br/>Flashes of erotic imagery danced in Artaxes' mind as he emptied his load into the centaur beneath him.  Aikaterne felt a brief sense of bonding, seeing an image of them as happy and content parents bearing the bridal bracelets among one of Skerrit's herds, a vision many centaur lasses saw in post-orgasmic bliss.  But that was not to be, for they both prepared<em>block the seed</em>and they could bask in the afterglow without fear of an early burden.<br/><br/>By the time Kleris returned he saw the pair still mounted, but they had finished.  Artaxes was lovingly running his fingers through her hair, his semen dripping out of Aikaterne as his member retracted back into its sheathe.<br/><br/>"That was...amazing," Aikaterne said.  "And a relief.  Thank you for that."<br/><br/>"Don't mention it, baby," Artaxes said.  "Just so you know, I wouldn't mind doing this in the future, even if the mating urge is over."<br/><br/>Aikaterne spotted Kleris.  "Maybe.  Let's take things one step at a time."<br/><br/>The trotted over to Kleris.  "Hey, you did good today.  Thanks for keeping an eye out.  And if you have any trouble of your own, give me a call.  I'd be glad to repay the favor you did for us.  Anyway, I should be getting back to the Left Dorm; Carson wanted to quiz me on shield magic or some such."<br/><br/>Before she left, she gave the other centaur one last look.  "Oh, and Artaxes...I wouldn't mind hanging out with you in the future.<br/><br/>Artaxes was beaming.  "I...I don't know what will happen, but she does seem to like me...even if on a 'friend' level.  I was worried for a moment she'd want nothing to do with me...heh, maybe that would've happened if a teacher or prefect walked in on us and the news spread across the school.  Anyway, I'm feeling great today!  Wanna do anything, my schedule's free!"<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Relationship Level and Experience</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>Gain Relationship Level 5 out of 10 with Artaxes!  Gain 300 experience points!  Artaxes can now intercept attacks made for Kleris as a swift action and vice versa!</strong></div></div><br/><hr/><br/><div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: andale mono;">Letter From Home</span></span></div><br/>It has been nearly three weeks since Kleris last wrote back to his mother. (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=205751.msg11248053#msg11248053)  It was a sensitive subject, that of the fate of his father, so as time went on it seemed less likely she'd respond.<br/><br/>But later that day a letter came, as though to put an end to his worries.<br/><br/><em>To my son,<br/><br/>I'm sorry that I did not write back to you for three weeks.  I had trouble even composing a letter, as whenever I wondered the right words to say I felt a creeping sense of doubt overwhelm me.  But what was worse was letting your call go unanswered, so I penned this letter to tell you all I know.<br/><br/>Your father and I knew for some time that the Known Realms are full of danger and wicked folk.  The two of us met many during our lives, and although we settled into a safer, more sedentary life, the fears of our pasts coming back were always on our mind.  We made sure to distance our ties from our old lives, even bidding friends a final farewell before starting anew.  For many years this seemed to work, and our past selves a distant memory.<br/><br/>But one day, a strange cloaked woman entered our store.  She said nothing other than to dump a bag on our floor and leave.  Your father made sure to magically contain any danger and used magic to discern its purpose.  He did not say what he saw, the only thing I remember is that sense of horror dawning upon him.<br/><br/>"Go over with Kleris to Mrs. Felderbank's house with my ring.  Make sure he keeps it on his person at all times."<br/><br/>He did not raise his voice nor did he shake, but I knew that something was wrong.  I heeded his instructions.  That time we spent with the Felderbanks that time was not a vacation, and I'm sorry to conceal the truth from you.  But now you're becoming a man, and so you deserve to know more.<br/><br/>I know that the ring you have is a parting gift from an old friend of his during his travels in Eberron, which shall activate only if true danger falls upon you.  I know that should our old history come back, that Breyton Merchiot would go to one of his old adventuring buddies and do what is necessary to keep us both safe.<br/><br/>I believe he made the right decision, painful as it is.  If whoever's out there is looking for him instead of you, then he's doing what any good father should do.  To ensure that his children shall have a safe and happy life.<br/><br/>I understand if you feel angry at me for withholding this.  But regardless of how you feel I'd like to hear from you again soon, even if it's a letter of condemnation.  Just know that both he and I love you no matter what, and will do everything to protect you.<br/><br/>Love,<br/><br/>Mom</em><br/><br/><hr/><br/><div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: andale mono;">Day 72<br/><br/>A Familiar Face</span></span></div><br/>Even this late in the school year Redhurst continued to gain late arrivals here and there.  Typically they were students from unstable regions who could not make it on time due to the realities of their homeland; others were folk who gained the admission fee later during the year, and found accommodations in their enrollment.<br/><br/>While making a trip to the public square to collect some holy scriptures from the chapel for study, Kleris and Zull ran into a red-haired human woman in first-year robes.  Upon locking eyes with her he felt an overwhelming sense of deja vu:<br/><br/><div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/Q8eK0Og.jpg?1)</div>"Kleris!" she called out.  "You're here!"<br/><br/>His mind linked with hers.  Kleris felt a strong demonic presence, blissful visions of their last time together, when he gave himself to her fully in the Ram's Head Inn...<br/><br/>"Someone you know?"<br/><br/>Elgazia smiled at Zullinat.  "My apologies!  My name is Rachel; Kleris and I knew each other back in the day.  I always knew she had a knack for magic, but I didn't expect to meet like this!"<br/><br/><em>Back me up here and fill in any blanks.</em><br/><br/>"Kleris is quite the prodigy," Zull said, arms folded and with a smirk.  "So are you a first-year, or...?"<br/><br/>"Rachel" nodded.  "Things back home prevented me from coming.  I was a prisoner of war before a valiant hero freed me."<br/><br/><em>Images of red and black fiendish scales wrapped around her naked body, cum being shot between her legs, in her mouth, on her tits...then being summoned into the Material realm by Kleris.</em><br/><br/>"And for that I'm in their debt, but as of now I don't want to look upon the past."<br/><br/>"I understand completely.  So, do you have any classes in mind?  Dorm accommodations?  Also, what magical tradition or school are you considering?"<br/><br/>"Truth be told I'm hoping to sample a bit of everything, and don't have a school of magic in mind.  I have a knack for...enchantment, but it's gotten rather droll.  I'd be keen on trying something different for a change.  Oh yeah, and I'm in the Right Dorm, like many newcomers."<br/><br/>"Well, we're in the Right Dorm as well."<br/><br/>Rachel hopped with joy.  "Perfect!  Any friend of Kleris is a friend of mine!  I'm sure we'll have an exciting year together!"<br/><br/>"Anyway, we really should be heading to Change Starts at Home.  I hear that Merrix d'Cannith is acting as substitute teacher."<br/><br/><em>Ah, it feels so good to be back here.  I'm grateful for what you did, I truly am.  So I'll go easy on you...for now.</em><br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Relationship and Experience</div><div class="spoiler_body">Gain Rival Level 1 out of 10 with Elgazia!  Gain 100 experience points!  Gain +2 morale bonus on d20 rolls against her!</div></div>