<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/a/ab/Aelen13.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Aelen Quinrona</strong>(https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=267118.msg13176342#msg13176342)<br/><em>Noble High Elf Duelist Fighter 1</em><br/><br/><strong>Location</strong>: Emperor's Flagon<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>: Lhii, TicTic, Zae, Malaki, Andrea, Ye'me<br/><hr/><br/>He melted into the kiss with Zae without a second's hesitation, a trill of delight rising in his throat as their tongues intertwined and he swallowed the meat to focus on the kiss.  He grinned when his friend broke the kiss and giggled softly, running his tongue over his lips to savor the lingering taste of the wine and...something else.  "Oh!  Well, now I know how you got the wine, Zae.  Hmm...he wasn't nearly as tasty as that blacksmith you had last week.  Mmm...everything tastes better smoked."  He winked at the tiefling and then turned to TicTic, scooping up a fresh spoonful of stew.<br/><br/>"Okay, little baby bird, open wide for the hay cart!"  Mixed metaphors, what's that?  He made more of the high-pitched squeaking sounds as he guided the spoon into the adorable goblin's mouth, eyes twinkling brightly.  He seemed to be enjoying feeding his companions more than he would enjoy eating his food himself, which might explain why he was so skinny.  The 'hay cart' made as many trips to the barn to drop off its load as the goblin cared to take, and each trip was accompanied by the piping cries of horny frogs.  Even as he fed the goblin, he glanced at Lhii and beamed.<br/><br/>"I'm on a mission to explore and experience the outside world, so that when I return home, I will be a good ruler to my people.  Granted...it's not going so well so far, 'cause I broke the sword my father gave me when...uh...I saved a kitten from being eaten by a giant mountain troll.  But, I know that breaking my sword was just part of the process of becoming the man I need to be to lead my people.  When I left home, my mother reminded me that the forest grows back thicker and more lush after a fire.  So, the more life burns me, the more I will thrive and flourish!"<br/><br/>He looked to Ye'me and lowered his head to put his eyes on the redhead's level, meeting his gaze and offering a reassuring smile.  "We are not our parents, Ye'me.  We shouldn't strive to<em>be</em>them, because anytime you try to be someone else, you are bound to come up short.  All we can do is be ourselves and know that is enough.  And, don't worry, we'll get you some armor as soon as we can.  You can't protect me if you're running into battle naked, after all."  He winked and sat up.  "Not that<em>anyone</em>would mind seeing that."<br/><br/>He finally turned back to the woman cuddling against him and nestled into her, always pleased to share affection with others, even virtual strangers.  His free arm wound around her waist and he leaned his head against her shoulder, murring happily.  "Oh!  Well, you are perfectly welcome to protect me, too.  Maybe we can go with Andrea to pick herbs, and you can make sure nothing gets us while we do it?  And that we don't get lost.  I have a very bad habit of getting lost."  He glanced at Andrea and quirked a brow, as if making sure the suggestion was acceptable to the Aasimar.  But, before he could respond, Aelen was distracted by the toast and grabbed his half-drunk flagon of warm ale to raise into the air, then take a swig from.<br/><br/>"Mmmm..."  He crinkled his nose a little and licked foam off his upper lip, giving a little shimmy as the taste overwhelmed him.  "I wish ale tasted like chocolate.  Ooo...or we had some of the yummy honey wine they make back home."