<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body">Nirael's perception is at mere +2, rolling a natural 1. Naturally, that would suggest he's too busy looking at the lovely elf's delicious ass rather than for some signs of trouble that might be around.<br/><br/>Also, sorry for lengthy writing. Hope you can approve of the past bit of wandering on his part.</div></div><br/>Hearing Lunari ask about his life had Nirael chuckle at first, before he thought on it a moment and decided to share a little bit about himself then. He wanted to learn more about her, no reason he couldn't in turn seek to give her some answers about his own life in turn.<strong>"I would have to start with the fact I never knew my folks. My mother may have perished shortly after I was born, but I was abandoned nonetheless. My father seems to have followed the way of Teimu, love em and leave em."</strong>He began with this personal admission. Given how she had found him, it might not give a great impression of him. Yet he kept talking in a calm fashion.<strong>"I grew up learning to read and write from the priests, and getting into my own share of trouble. I did show a fair share of intellect though, so they were courteous enough to direct me to a wizard looking for an apprentice."</strong>Inhaling deeply, he soon let out a breath to relax himself, a faint blush on his cheeks.<br/><br/><strong>"She turned out to be a patient teacher, and someone that practiced the same art as I do. It was actually a combination of my intellect, desire for magic, and open appreciation of the primal instincts that lead her to pick me to learn more about magic."</strong>Flashing her a faint smile, he closed his eyes again and continued.<strong>"She taught me of magic, and she took me to her bed teaching me about women. Raised by priests, you can imagine I didn't have that much of an idea at first what to do. She sought to change this, to teach me about it."</strong>He cast her a brief look, eyes narrowly open, waiting to see her reaction, her possible thoughts to this admission. Apprenticeship mingled with a relationship with an older woman. Being taught of both magic and passions like that.<br/><br/><strong>"I proved myself an eager student, both in the art of magic and the art of lovemaking. I wanted to please, both in spellwork and in intimacy. I began to combine the arts as she did, stirring passions and desires with magic, as well as understanding the primal surge laying underneath. There's an aspect of magic mostly left aside in the present days, but one that I would say is able to do much to aid folks in the right hands, yet perhaps rightfully kept from others who might seek to do harm with it. I grew to rather enjoy sex, but ultimately I felt a call to wander, to learn and live my life, and find out more. My teacher had taught me what I needed to knwo to make it out there, but I would need to spend time learning from the life itself so I could further my understanding."</strong>He drew a breath at this and chuckled.<strong> "To put it simply, I had to get out there and practice my magic. Explore and adventure, put my theories to test and face the threats there are."</strong>He shrugged slightly at this, looking at her.<br/><br/><strong>"I've had a few minor tests on my abilities, having to deal with a small infestation of large rats that were putting a dent on an innkeeper's business, having found their way to the basement. I made short work of them by the means of a 'primal missile' spell, blasting the critters to a bloody mess on the floor."</strong>Shrugging at this, he let out a sigh. It wasn't a glorious victory but it was a start.<strong>"It was such little things that things began with. I had to practice under a little threat at least, but things grew from there."</strong>He smiled fondly, thinking of the past journeys for a moment as he continued.<strong>"There was a bit of problem with a few bandits in the woods trying to make a nuisance of themselves, trying to demand toll from passing villagers, and even threatening that they'd take a young daughter from a family with them into their camp sometime. I had just about enough of it just hearing about it, but the villagers offered a small reward to stop them, which made me decide it had to be done."</strong><br/><br/>He scratched his chin at this, smiling at her a little more confidently. Compared to rats, this was actually doing some good for the folks he had met, and he felt happy about that.<strong>"I acquired some bottles of oil, and went where the bandits were once again laying in ambush. A quick toss later, we had a handful of oil-soaked bandits. A spell of flames later, we had a few panicked bastards rushing about. The others turned to fight me, but a spell to vanish from their sight left them looking around for me, but unable to spot where I had gone. If they had relied on their ears instead, I swear they would have caught me, my heart beating in my chest like it was going to burst. I saw them scattered, and unleashed more spells from the distance, pushing them to attack me again. I knew there was time for only so much, so I had broken down a pair of oil flasks nearby. They charged at me, and stepped into the oil. One last fire spell, and they were sent to their afterlife."</strong>He looked at her seriously. It was a grim tale, but the ones to suffer were cruel people. They were bandits that had preyed on the weak, and their suggestion of what they might do had spoken enough of their nature for him back then too.<strong>"I would say I was more lucky than skilled, but I won. I helped the people get free from those extorting bandits, and the roads became safer for a little while at least."</strong><br/><br/>Sighing heavily, he shook his head a bit and smiled at her. This was a bit on the grim side, and he had ahunch she was curious on more than just his journeys, she seemed to have a little arousal in her after all, and he felt it fair to at least try to offer some insights to that. Perhaps it might even bring her curiosity to seek him out for more.<strong>"As for my travels and the intimate company? I took what I learned from my mentor, and sought to refine those skills. When I helped at the inn, a young woman serving mead there took interest in me, and suffice to say while she was willing to reward my help with the attention of her lips on my shaft, I wanted to return the gesture. I enjoyed those lips wrapping on my shaft and toying with it, she seemed to delight in watching how I squirmed to her lips play on my scepter. Likewise, when I had felt my passions rise and rush forth, I asked her to return the gesture as I said. I found her ticklish at the tongue's caresses on the rise of the mons, the fingers pressing on her inner thighs caressing there while I indulged in the taste of her honey. Some might say its better to receive such attentions than to offer them, but I personally found the taste delightful, and the squirming shivers rising out of her an encouragement to continue to learn."</strong><br/><br/>Smiling at that fond memory, Nirael chuckled a little and looked ahead. Thinking on it, he continued soon after.<strong>"One of the women the bandits had threatened to drag to their camp was a maiden who really feared she would be thrown to their cruel mercies next time she had to pass through the area, but with my interruption to their toll-taking, she was freed from that risk. Her sister who had tasted the delights of flesh more decided that since I helped her sister keep her chastity, she would indulge me in the pleasures she had come to know. I would say I learned a fair bit more from her, as she had a particular enjoyment of slow massages. I used a little oil to let my hands stroke into her skin, soothe the muscles beneath from the day of work on the fields, and eased up her body with slow caresses along the back before she cameto turn towards me. My hands rising on her bosom still slick with the oil, stroking it to her skin while gazing into her eyes, her hand grasping me in her grip to bring me within her as she seated herself on my lap, and sheathed me in her womanhood."</strong>He gazed at her face calmly, inhaling deeply and blushing at this. The memory actually had him feeling a little embarrassed.<strong>"I hadn't run into it before, but found to my delight she had a rather delightful reaction to reaching the plateau of pleasure, a small gush of her primal juices coating my crotch, trembling moan from her throat accompanied by a misty spray of that juice. I must admit, to be able to provoke such a lovely reaction from a woman is truly intoxicating."</strong><br/><br/>He scratched his chin a little embarrased, wondering if he was making himself seem a total hound-dog, but truthfully he enjoyed the company of those he met and he didn't find shame in sharing of himself in such circumstances. He was alone after all, roaming without someone at his side to remain loyal to. Even his mentor made it clear he would have to learn more, and she herself would take others.<strong>"In my travels, I learned soon to use a little magic to keep those meetings safe for both myself and the lady to join me. To protect her womb from the risk of unexpected child, a little magic to offer the comfort of knowing such a seed would not take root unwanted."</strong>He leaned his head back, brushing his fingerips along his chin. "That along with a little spell that helped clean up the mess after a bout of lovemaking lead to a series of little practice on that, and I've come to notice the connection I have to primal arts of magic is stronger when I have spent some time in the arms of a willing woman within a day. I seek to learn more of passions, and I wish to learn more of magic. I wish to better my understanding of the art, and I wish to grow my connection to the primal side. This is what has lead to my journeys, and what has brought me near people like the lady you found me with last night." He finished up that bit of a tale, looking at her and smiling. Hoping she'd not judge him poorly for it.<br/><br/>He remained quiet from that point on for a bit, as they made their way to the gates and the town beyond. Curious look was cast at their surroundings as they made their way forth, but he tried to remain quiet for the moment, occasionally finding his gaze wandering over at Lunari. Wondering what she was thinking about, and finding himself taking a look or two of her lovely rump, to look upon the side of her bosom, to appreciate the beauty of her thigh. She was a sexy woman, clothed or in the buff, and he was lucky to travel with her. He felt a stirring at the thought of having her company for more, yet he knew he wanted more with her than a brief fling out of wild passion and abandon. She seemed like someone he would enjoy travelling with for a long time still, and so he wanted to see where things would go, and how they would develop on their own.<br/><br/>As they dismounted and she instructed the old man about the treatment of their horses, he found himself once more gazing upon her when he words awoke him from such daze, a faint redness on his cheeks at being caught looking.<strong> "That sounds like a plan, a meal and a look at the map would let us get our strength back while considering the path we'll take next, and then afterwards taking a moment to visit the sheriff to see if there has been a word of anyone chasing after you would be a good idea. I do not have a lot of gold and I am not sure what we would need from the smith or the alchemist here, I am open to ideas but I think a meal, and some information, would be a good way to start things with."</strong>He smiled a little trying to think of anything else that needed to be done though.