<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">ooc musical cue</div><div class="spoiler_body">If you want, try opening this link in a separate window while you read the post.  (adjust your volume to low first and raise it to whatever feels right)<br/><br/>Open this link in a new window : Stream ambience (http://forest.ambient-mixer.com/a-simple-forest-glade)<br/><br/></div></div><br/><div class="floatright"><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Lirialla</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://i.imgur.com/8SkcFro.jpg)<br/><br/>(http://imgur.com/ROisNEF.jpg)<br/></div></div></div><br/>Nirael could feel his heartbeat slowing, his mind calming, even though there was something different in the air here in this place, something different then where he had always lived, he felt peace.  Despite the feeling of sexual power running through his veins, the electricity on his skin, the sensitivity of the air around him, it was confusingly peaceful as well.  For just as there was fury and passion in the art of physical love, there was also serenity, bliss, and peace in those moments after climax.  It was this sort of peace he felt now, one of almost sexual satisfaction and of peace.  If his eyes drifted closed, that would have been natural, and if a sense of time slipped away from him for a little while that was understandable.  The light in this place never changed, and so too did the sounds of a forest seem to remain varied and unending.  He let the staf Lirialla lay across his naked thighs and his hand stroked along it's surface slowly.<br/><br/>Time passed and his hand grew familiar with the shape of the wooden woman curved under his hand, of the feel of her body, the detail that the carver must have taken was quite impressive.  He felt the warmpth of whatever passed for a sun in this place warming his skin.  Then he noticed that the feeling of the staff under his hand was also warm, far warmer than a wooden staff should be.  It was as warm as a person's flesh.  Then... something changed.... he looked down and noticed that the carving of the woman was gone.  Confused he turned it over in his lap and looked, but no, the staff was still a well carved piece of wood, but the carving of the woman was gone.<br/><br/>He heard a noise then and looked up and saw an astounding sight.  The tree in front of him, not thirty paces away, shifted slightly.  The bark of the tree bulged out as if something were pushing through it, and from it stepped a beautiful redheaded woman with pale skin, her body wrapped in vines.  She shook her ruby tresses and looked at him.  In a voice that sounded normal and yet slightly unearthly, like all of the sounds of the forest come to life she looked at him and smiled,<strong> "Hello Nirael, I've been watching you since you brought me out of the darkness. Are you to become my new master?"</strong>