Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War
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				Title: <strong>Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Adonis</strong> on <strong>20-12-2012, 05:28:13</strong>
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				<div align="center">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/6/61/Masif.JPG)</div><br><div align="center">Map Icon Key</div><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y274/Pyronost/Avatars/Centoscity.jpg) - Centos City<br>(http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y274/Pyronost/Avatars/DraishokCapitol.jpg) - Draishok City<br>(http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y274/Pyronost/Avatars/Haas-Filoth.jpg) - Haas'Filoth Territory<br>(http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y274/Pyronost/Avatars/PeranosCapitol.jpg) - Peranos City<br>(http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y274/Pyronost/Avatars/Trithoscapitol.jpg) - Trithos City</div></div><br>The continent of Ifritis used to be filled with lush, and dense tropical forestry from north to south. Now, however, the Centos have moved into and begun destroying the forests sheerly out of greed. They sell the lumber at staggering prices to the merchants in the east and west at a rate that the regrowth simply can't compensate for. Having run out of space in the southern end of the continent, they begin moving into the dense forests of the north. <br><br>The Centos governments on Masif have become corrupt, and no longer listen to any influence that the race on other continents tries to exert. They are attempting to push into elven land, and thus have begun a war in the process. Two species of the fae-like humanoids have taken up the fight against the Centos, but due to the numbers being thrown at them, they may not be able to hold out, and face eradication. Already, the Centos have successfully built a city just past the battle lines, and have begun to use it as a jump-off point for their armies.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Adonis</strong> on <strong>02-01-2013, 19:52:29</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>GM Event Update</strong></span><br>Event "A Continent Divided"<br>Conflict Status: OPEN WARFARE<br>War Status: <strong>Centos </strong>winning marginally!</div><br><div align="center">Centos Leadership</div><br><div align="center">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/6/67/HWL.jpg)</div><div align="center">High Warlord ___________</div><br><div align="center"><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td>(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/3/30/GEN1.jpg)</td><td>(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/8/8d/GEN2.jpg)</td><td>(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/b/bf/GEN3.jpg)</td><td>(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/0/01/GEN4.jpg)</td></tr><tr><td>WL 1</td><td>WL 2</td><td>WL 3</td><td>WL 4</td></tr></tbody></table></div><br><br><div align="center">Elven Leadership</div><br>1/2/13 <br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body"><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size">ELVES (Trithos/Peranos Combined Forces) control <strong>45%</strong> of Masif<br>HUMANS (Centos) control<strong> 55%</strong> of Masif </span></div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Flower</strong> on <strong>20-01-2013, 16:49:00</strong>
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				&nbsp;<div class="floatleft">(http://25.media.tumblr.com/a936af8b2814f37565a98c55bad892ce/tumblr_mfe4hoj3DD1r7wrq1o1_250.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Safiya<br><strong>Current Form:</strong> Human form, Haas<br><strong>Players Nearby:</strong> N/A<br><strong>Location:</strong> Close to Koann, the centos city<br><hr><br>Surprisingly, Safiya felt little pleasure in being able to actually hard the threat to her nestmates. She was far too focused on what the crab had done to Valoren. Even though she was aware of being far away to prevent something similar to happen to herself, the young oppaline dragon took a few steps back, fighting the urge to leave the others to their own devices. <br><br>Coward. <br><br>The insult echoed in her mind, ripping through her stomach. She nearly vomited up her hard earned meal from earlier. There really was a lot going on as the dragons around her figured out exactly how to defeat the creature in front of them. Still by her own fears of being injured, she did not make another attack against the crab. Instead, she slowly&nbsp; began to back away. It was easy enough to do so without being noticed since most of the attention was on the threat. Well, the crab technically was not a threat anymore since it was seconds away from being dismembered. The scene was turning even more gruesome, and Safiya could not stand to watch it any longer. For some reason, she just felt overwhelmed. She truly did not understand why they couldn't just push the creature further into the water rather than rip it apart. Without any further delay, she spread her wings from her body, momentarily forgetting her desire to bury Astrianos, and took off from the ground into the air. <br><br>She was not exactly how long she flew, taking breaks only to catch her breath. Only when exhaustion caused her stomach to growl and wings to protest with pain did she land for more than an hour's time. Looking around, she could not exactly tell where she was but she decided to worry about it after a nap. She was forced to turn back into her smaller form since she could not find a suitable enough place for her dragon size to rest comfortable. Tucked away within the safety of&nbsp; the bushes, she closed her eyes to rest but even in sleep she could hear the terrible scream of death. 
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				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>22-01-2013, 06:10:39</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>GM Post</strong></span></div><br>The beasts saw the dark skinned human sleeping within the supposed safety of bushes, and were fairly sure that they had found their next meal. <br><br>The pair of lions were young yet, not fully grown, but definitely hungry.&nbsp; It wasn't often that they saw the hairless animals out alone and without pointy sticks.&nbsp; <br><br>Slowly they circled the nest within which she laid, watching every angle.&nbsp; It took them a small bit of time to approach her, for their soft paws to quietly approach without making a bit of noise to scare her.&nbsp; They could smell that it was female, but it didn't smell much like any of the humans they'd ever scented before. Maybe she'd been around lizards? <br><br>With a huff one launched himself through the air, jaws open, ready to attack, only he landed on the bush she rested beneath. <br><br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">OOC Note</div><div class="spoiler_body">They won't hurt her, something will keep them from it, but I thought Safiya might be hungry :3 Feel free to have a meal on the GM's. xD <br></div></div> <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Flower</strong> on <strong>22-01-2013, 17:24:44</strong>
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				&nbsp;<div class="floatleft">(http://25.media.tumblr.com/a936af8b2814f37565a98c55bad892ce/tumblr_mfe4hoj3DD1r7wrq1o1_250.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Safiya<br><strong>Current Form:</strong> Human form, Haas<br><strong>Players Nearby:</strong> N/A<br><strong>Location:</strong> Koann, the centos city<br><hr><br>It was not an easy sleep even if it could be called that due to the duration. The ground bit into her back while she was constantly bothered by the bugs, who were irritated with her disturbance of their daily path to and forth their hill. So Safiya tossed and turned, clearly annoyed even in sleep. Suddenly, her nose twitched as if smelling something quite offensive. Not ready to wake yet, she ignored the smell by placing a hand over her nose with what sounded like an agitated protest from her lips. Sleep was not to come though since something landed directly next to her with a loud thumping noise. Instantly, her eyes widened then a split second later. The dragon took form. The creature was unlike any she had ever seen in her years. <br><br>She could only conclude it was rather stupid to attack her. Back at Kayzorian, her kin and herself were essentially the top predators. Her stomach growled loudly before she opened her mouth to reveal canines much bigger than the creatures. It was not often a meal walked directly up to her. As if sensing the change in tide, some of the other creatures scampered off with their tails hidden between their legs. Only the one closest did not have such luxury. Safiya bashed it across the head with her claw then suffocated the creature by breaking its windpipe. After tearing through the fur covering the beast, she managed to find breakfast. After her meal, she straightened then licked her chops, assessing her surroundings. It was tempting to return to the nest. A place she knew like the back of her head, but she was not exactly sure of her place there. Plus, all the new scents of&nbsp; this new place intrigued her. There was no harm in carefully poking her head around. And she would endeavor to be more careful in the future. If one creature was stupid enough to attack her then there might be a few others lurking about in the shadows. <br><br>The small space along the forest floor did not exactly prove ideal for the young dragon to walk. Again, she begrudgingly returned to her humanoid form. As normal, she wore a dress that resembled something a farmer's daughter might wear. It was tan in color and light enough to make for easy traveling. Safiya was not exactly sure what she expected to find in this new place but it was sure to not be a dragon killer. Soon enough her walking led her to what appeared to be a dirt road. Feeling a bit apprehensive, she stuck to the forest side but followed it all the same. Soon enough, a foul odor assaulted her nose, causing a violent sneeze to rip through her. Shock displayed on her face at the sight of Koann. Of course, the young dragon did not know that was what she was looking at. It was quite busy with things that looked exactly like her at least in this form. But from their scent and activities, she knew them to not be dragons. Is this what Torix was talking about? <br><br><em>There is something out there, in the distance that seems to call to me.</em> The memory of his words flooded her mind. Surely this was not what he was talking about. On instinct, she opened her mind's link as if to gain some sort of affirmation from another of her kind. Yet, she was alone. No answer was given. They looked fairly harmless. Yet, she knew even the smallest creature to possess some danger. Spiders were a perfect example. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>22-01-2013, 23:41:30</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/f/f9/Nilofer150.jpg)</div><br>Name: Nilofer<br>Current Form : Peranos<br>Players Nearby : Safiya<br>Location: forest near Koann, the Centos city.<br><br>WARNING: My posts will likely be short as I have no clue what's going on with her or what to have her think about just yet. <br><hr><br><br>Nilofer carefully dug the long, thin root up with a small stone dagger, the bit being just what she needed to finish off three lovely baskets, if it was long enough.&nbsp; The quest of gathering it had taken her over an hour, because using magic when she was too emotional and worried would have been catastrophic. She was too near the Centos city and in too much danger, but the kind of tree she needed grew really close to Jend and not on the side of the forest near her home. Her caramel colored, bell sleeves were tied up above her elbows for she didn't wish to dirty her clothing, the filmy and sheer swath of fabric floated around her body, almost golden in the sun that dappled through the leaves of the narrow tree. <br><br>It was when she heard the lion's approaching that she first grew wary. Nilo had no intention on being a meal but suddenly the animals started running and she heard a very feline snarl of pain.&nbsp; Hunkering down, she trembled, wondering what could have caused that. <br><br>Seeing the bushes stirring largely in the distance, she continued to cower, sizing it up to see if she needed to sprint away through the treetops. She saw a woman moving around, all alone, and wondered what had made the bushes move like there was a huge monster in them. That wee little woman couldn't have done it all on her own… <br><br>The woman had beautiful dark skin and appeared to be Centos.&nbsp; From the distance she couldn't tell that the female was Haas Filoth from the distance of at least a hundred feet, at the minimum.&nbsp; For that reason she kept her distance.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Deamonbane</strong> on <strong>23-01-2013, 04:40:23</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/0/06/Cirven150.png)</div><div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/79/Cirven150a.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Cirven<br><strong>Current Form:</strong> Trithos<br><strong>Players Nearby:</strong> None<br><br><hr><br>Typical. The army that was under his command was not involved in any heavy fighting, being that the harvest season demanded that most of the men and fighters of both races retreat back to their homes to collect food and the likes for the oncoming winter. But if there was any fighting to be had, it would hit them the hardest. They were the furthest south of all the armies of Trithos, to the north of the border, dangerously close to the cities of Koann and Jerak, holding open a supply line that had to be held at all costs to ensure any chance of a successful campaign that far south. And who better than him to hold that place. He was a general, true, but his family, in comparison to that of the other generals, was of lesser significance, which meant that his army's posting here was twofold: One, if any embarrassment caused defeat was to be had, it would be on his head, and no others, of more important stature. This was the reason why most of the other generals had agreed to allow him, a comparatively younger general, to have such an important posting. The second reason, the king's reason, came from the same principle, since his family had less influence in court, his arising to such a high station had come mostly from skill and competence, whereas the others, while competent as well, had used heavy influence from their families to gain their position.<br><br>Frankly, Cirven wasn't complaining. His force had been handpicked by himself, and now, after two winters defending the supply line, they were some of the most battle hardened troops that the Trithos could field, along with the most positive track record. Cirven was a competent general, but the fact that most of the time he was fighting from a very easily defensible position, established by him, had led to the fact that he was now becoming something of a hero back in the Trithos cities, the tales of his victories becoming, admittedly, a bit inflated almost to the point of becoming legendary. He didn't mind that much either. Secretly, he actually enjoyed it, and the fact that, as if they wanted to live up to the tales told of them back in civilized lands, it made them fight harder, newcomers moreso, to prove themselves worthy of such an elite force. Of course, those that knew anything about anything knew the facts of what happened, and, well, Cirven was an able commander, but hardly a dragon-slayer. Still, it was good for morale, as in the rest of the fields of battle they weren't doing quite so well so, while they didn't actively spread the stories around, they didn't stop them either, but merely listened to them being told with amusement, as one would a bed-time story.<br><br>Reality, of course, was a far cry. Food was decent, if a bit stale most of the time, and in enough quantity to keep them all fed, since they were in a supply line. But they had been away from home for a long, long time. Nobody wanted to hold this line since it was practically smack in the middle of their enemies, which meant that any replacements would be tardy in arriving. And Cirven didn't blame them. At least not much. They irritated him to no end, of course. He was as tired as his men of this dismal, uncivilized place, crawling with enemies, and, obviously, the heat was rather too much for him to bear, even in the winter. He liked the cold of the north, and this heat was oppressive, with too much rain, and not enough snow. He liked the snow, very much. The one good thing about this place was the fact that most nights the sky was clear, giving them a good view of the moon and stars that they so enjoyed. <br><br>Right now, as the midday sun was beating down on them, those that could were resting in what shade could be found, while the rest disliked the fact that they had to maintain watch, and tried to find a way out of the horrid heat. Cirven himself was was in his tent, looking over the recent scout reports.<br><br>"There are rumors of Centos armies building around Koann," One scout pointed out," But we weren't able to get close enough to actually see, and we were running out of resources. You specifically commanded us not to make any raids on the countryside."<br><br>Cirven was silent for a little while, studying the map, and trying to recall all that he had heard about Koann. Admittedly, it wasn't much, and that made him scowl," I did, and I had my reasons for it as well," He didn't take the time to explain why. Reasons were meant to be self-evident, after all, since they didn't want to lose any sort of scouting information by denouncing their positions with raids of food stores. Cirvos bit his bottom lip, and thought for a moment," We need to assume that they are building a force there, and, as usual, they will test their force here. They know that we are here, but it is too well defended to commit any force lightly to. They know that we aren't going anywhere, and, while there is no elven campaign in progress, they will leave us alone, and spare themselves the casualties. But they do know that we defend this place for a reason."<br><br>The tent was silent as the man thought. He couldn't call for more men on rumors, but if they lost this position, any attempt at an attack deeper into the Centos lands would be futile due to lack of food and supplies. He finally looked up," I need to feel the wind again. I will go, alone. One man will be less likely to be caught than a dozen."<br><br>"But general," One of his commanders stepped forward," If they catch you..."<br><br>"Trust me," Cirvos said, with a small smile, knowing that the elf would do nothing of the kind," And have my horse ready to go before the sun starts going down," That was an order, and therefore, would be obeyed. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Grenadine</strong> on <strong>24-01-2013, 00:01:12</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Kyrie<br><strong>Players Nearby:</strong> None<br><strong>Location:</strong> The wilds northeast of Hiameth<br><hr><br>The woods are thinner here, and this road is often stalked by Centos patrols. Kyrie keeps her eyes ahead as she rides. Her ears, hidden under a wide hat, are perked, catching every rustling leaf and distant birdsong. A fork lies ahead. One road goes east towards Dras'Loth, the other south to Jend.<br><br><strong>"I don't envy you that curse, child,"</strong> a haggard voice calls out from her left. Kyrie halts her horse, and turns to the speaker. Her hand rests on the hilt of her sword. A dark shape leans upon a staff at the base of a tree, shadowed by the canopy above. Kyrie opens her mouth, but her tongue fails her. The shadowy figure shakes with laughter.<br><br><strong>"Can't even speak of it, can you?"</strong> The ancient thing's voice seems almost wistful. Kyrie's fist clenches on her sword.<br><br><strong>"Save that for the bandits, love,"</strong> it chuckles. A lone, gnarled finger beckons from the bundle of robes, <strong>"Come, we must barter."</strong><br><br>With that, the hunched creature disappears behind the tree. Kyrie stares up into the canopy, seeking an answer. The birds continue their distant singing. Her horse huffs as it begins chewing a nearby fern. She dismounts, and ties it to a nearby branch before setting off into the woods.<br><br>On the other side of the tree is a denser thicket, with a few clearings showing through the dark foliage. Kyrie glances around for the tiny stranger to no avail.<br><br><strong>"Hurry child, the daylight is fleeting,"</strong> Kyrie hears from far to her left. The stranger &nbsp;(http://cghub.com/files/Image/242001-243000/242870/700_max.jpg)is hobbling away, trailing a long red robe behind her. Kyrie hurries after her, falling silently into step behind her. She has to stoop to follow the mysterious hermit through a small opening in the thicket ahead, pausing for a moment to stare at the hut (http://cghub.com/files/Image/243001-244000/243480/379_max.jpg) on the other side. The woman, for now Kyrie is almost certain the little hermit is a woman, pauses at the door to beckon once more. Kyrie follows her into the darkness of the hut.<br><br>Inside the bundled woman is sitting in the far back, smoking an ornate pipe. She gestures to a cushion, and Kyrie sits. The shadowy figure tokes on her pipe and leans back, exhaling a cloud of thick black smoke that smells of sweet spices and autumn leaves. As Kyrie breathes it in, a heady feeling rises over her, and as she watches the strange whorling motion of the unfurling smoke, she has the strange notion that she is home.<br><br><strong>"Who are you?"</strong> Kyrie asks, peering into the shadows. Despite the dim glow of the pipe bowl, she can make out no more than the hunched woman's cowl. A cloud of laughter rattles back at her.<br><br><strong>"She speaks,"</strong> the woman rasps, <strong>"but such foolish questions she asks, all the wit and tact of a lost babe."</strong><br><br><strong>"Enough."</strong> Kyrie stands and walks away.<br><br><strong>"Will you not hear my bargain, child of the lost city?"</strong> The woman's voice stops Kyrie dead in her tracks, <strong>"Or are you content to wander in misery the rest of your days? I am prepared to show you the way, but if your wounded pride is too much to bear, I bid you go to the bridge crossing and cast yourself into the river. It is easier than the path before you."</strong><br><br>Kyrie takes her seat on the cushion, and touches her forehead to the floor, <strong>"Forgive my impatience, I have faced much hardship since..."</strong> Again her voice fails her.<br><br><strong>"Your hardships are to mine like raindrops in an ocean,"</strong> the hermit's rough hand touches her cheek, lifts her face. Kyrie stares up into a darkened cowl, <strong>"You will sacrifice far more on the road ahead."</strong><br><br><strong>"I will sacrifice anything,"</strong> The cowl nods at Kyrie's words. The ornate pipe is pressed into her hand.<br><br><strong>"Then breathe deeply, child, and our pact is sealed."</strong><br><br>Kyrie presses the pipe to her lips, and closes her eyes as the richly perfumed smoke fills her lungs. There is no burning, nor urge to cough or wheeze. Instead she feels a heaviness on her chest, like breathing in the bath. Her head begins to swim, and as she exhales, the room grows around her. The crone's cowl expands to encompass the room before her, and the smoke whorls and eddies, revealing visions of distant lands. The old woman's voice echoes from all directions as the vision unfurls.<br><br><strong>"You must go south, to the Centos (http://cghub.com/files/Image/000001-001000/817/714_max.jpg) city. You will be hunted by their kind (http://cghub.com/files/Image/053001-054000/53022/335_max.jpg), and by the dark ones (http://cghub.com/files/Image/310001-311000/310270/147_max.jpg). Seek passage with your kin from the sea (http://cghub.com/files/Image/001001-002000/1172/933_max.jpg). You will find godly beasts (http://cghub.com/files/Image/110001-111000/110619/583_max.jpg) and perilous kin (http://cghub.com/files/Image/406001-407000/406116/330_max.jpg) in the savage lands to the west. The dark ones (http://cghub.com/files/Image/403001-404000/403202/585_max.jpg) seek you there as well. Seek my brother in the Sacred Grove (http://cghub.com/files/Image/006001-007000/6775/53_max.jpg). His guidance will see you to the frozen peaks &nbsp;(http://cghub.com/files/Image/241001-242000/241573/236_max.jpg)and burning deserts (http://cghub.com/files/Image/128001-129000/128192/210_max.jpg), to the raging seas (http://cghub.com/files/Image/117001-118000/117840/368_max.jpg) and silent swamps (http://cghub.com/files/Image/046001-047000/46548/290_max.jpg). It will see you home (http://cghub.com/files/Image/179001-180000/179724/763_max.jpg). Manifold are the tests (http://cghub.com/files/Image/307001-308000/307500/080_max.jpg), trials (http://cghub.com/files/Image/405001-406000/405398/901_max.jpg), terrors (http://cghub.com/files/Image/002001-003000/2931/254_max.jpg), and torments &nbsp;(http://cghub.com/files/Image/383001-384000/383062/453_max.jpg)that await you, but forgive me child, most are beyond my weakened sight. "</strong><br><br>The visions fade as the smoke begins to clear, and Kyrie feels the weight of the pipe lifted from her numbed fingers. Her vision warbles as she watches the crone's arms extend from the darkness. Her arms are beyond leathery; they almost appear to be coated in gnarled bark. She takes a charm necklace in one of her hands and pierces her arm. Kyrie watched through smoke addled eyes as the blood soaks into the stones &nbsp;(http://cghub.com/files/Image/321001-322000/321389/122_max.jpg)which begin to glow. She presses the necklace into Kyrie's palm and closes her hand around it.<br><br><strong>"This will guide you to my brother, child. I pray you do not show him the same impatience. Go."</strong><br><br>Kyrie staggers to her feet at the command, the room spins as she stumbles to the door. She clumsily pries it open, blinking at the bright light that pours in.<br><br><strong>"And child?"</strong> Kyrie turns back to the voice and freezes. The light from the doorway washes over the crone, and she has her first glimpse of the crone's face (http://cghub.com/files/Image/278001-279000/278676/297_max.jpg).<br><br><strong>"Do not forget our pact. Sacrifices will be made."</strong><br><br><hr><br>The horse recoils from Kyrie's face when she starts awake. She sits up panting and covered in cold sweat. She is laying at the side of the road, not more than a few feet from where she tied her horse, the forest still alive with the rustling of the wind and distant birdsong. She rises, feeling no dizziness or drug induced clumsiness. The horse leans back in to nuzzle her, and she strokes his jaw. <br><br><strong>"Sorry, Ajax. Just a bad dream."</strong> Ajax huffs, and Kyrie unties him and mounts, feeling a slight pain in her hand as she does. She steers the horse Dras'Loth, and spurs it into an easy walk. As the hoofbeats fall into a soothing rhythm, Kyrie become aware of a sharp pain in her hand. It's clenched shut with whitened knuckles. She unfolds her fingers and her heart skips a beat. She was holding charm necklace tight enough to break skin. The gems glow brighter as blood pools around them in her palm.<br><br>Kyrie reigns Ajax around and spurs him into a gallop, his hooves kicking up a storm of leaves and dirt as they turn south towards Jend.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Angelicant</strong> on <strong>24-01-2013, 12:20:35</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/Shalymar/Avatars/Isela_zpseca87bf2.png)</div><hr><br>Name:&nbsp; Isela<br>Current Form:&nbsp; Draconic <br>Players Nearby:&nbsp; Reo <br>Location: On an Island in the middle of the ocean between the two continents.<br><hr><br><br>The time it took him to reach her, Isela would have been pacing had she been on the ground. But finally when he came in to view, she took one look at him and moved closer. She said nothing of his actions, or what she thought of them. Right now, her only concern was that he was all right. <br><br>The touch of his mind to her was like a welcomed caress and she smiled in spite of herself as he told her to relax. He wasn't going to take off again. She would have offered to help remove the pointy thing from his wing, however she knew it would be better if they did that when they weren't moving. She was only afraid that flying with it still in there might cause further damage to the injured wing. <br><br><em>All right, you lead, I will follow. When we land, I will see what I can do to remove them.</em> She had no idea what they even were. Reminding herself that they had probably been terrified. For as long as she knew, their kind had avoided any direct involvement with any of the races while in their natural forms. To have one of them drop in so unexpectedly, was no doubt a shock and a terrifying one at that. But they had not meant the two legged ones any harm, but there was no doubt left at least for that city, that dragons existed.<br><br>She followed as closely as she could and at the touch of his mind, the feelings she felt from him were almost mirrored but what he got back was understanding, the regret she felt over her actions, the compassion she felt for his predicament. But in it there was no judgment only love and understanding.<br><br>Isela landed just shortly after him and drew her wings behind her as she approached him. Reo had already landed and was laying on his side. He looked exhausted and when he looked at her as she moved closer, she leaned down and nuzzled her head against his tenderly.<br><br>"Be still, this might hurt." She said softly after she shifted into her Trithos form.<br><br>One by one, as gingerly as she could, she moved around his body carefully removing the pointy things starting with his wing. It had been there she had taken the most amount of time in order not to damage his wing any further. Only when she had removed the last spiked stick and tossed it aside with the others did she step away and shift back.<br><br>Returning to his side, Isela lovingly began to lick and nurse his wounds.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Flower</strong> on <strong>26-01-2013, 07:21:44</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://25.media.tumblr.com/a936af8b2814f37565a98c55bad892ce/tumblr_mfe4hoj3DD1r7wrq1o1_250.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Safiya<br><strong>Current Form:</strong> Human form, Haas<br><strong>Players Nearby:</strong> Nilofer<br><strong>Location:</strong> Koann, the centos city<br><hr><br>She was not sure how much time passed while sitting there observing the minuscule habits playing out in front of her. Well, it might have been small, daily tasks to the Centos, but for Safiya their practices seem utterly fascinating and ridiculous at the same time.&nbsp; Their oddness allowed her to momentarily stop focusing on the horrific incident which lead her to this new place. Her foot began to tap against the forest soil, and mentally, she debated having a closer look. The risks seemed minimal but she could not help the nagging voice at the back of her mind, warning her all that looked well was not as it seemed. Her thought process was interrupted when she hear something just behind her. Her shoulders raised an itch with wariness threading down her spine. <br><br>She was in a new area without another dragon for what felt like miles upon miles. Maybe it was just another stupid furred creature? Instead of wondering about the possible danger, she turned around slowly to stare around her. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary. Trees, bushes, critters. <em>Critters.</em> How could she had missed the lack of song from the birds? A warning in itself from nature. Being so close to the unknown city, she did not dare risk revealing herself to the entire population of them by turning into a dragon. The thought caused her to shiver with revelation. A beast would not come this close to the town. It could only mean one thing was out there. One of them. <strong>"I suggest revealing yourself before I am forced to seek you out."</strong> Her voice was crisp and clear to her delight since she was actually a bit nervous. It was not like her to confront possible danger offensively but she saw no possible way of escaping. She did not dare seek refuge in the city nor could she fly away due to the thick treetops. No, this was the only way in her mind. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>27-01-2013, 02:42:17</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/f/f9/Nilofer150.jpg)</div>Name: Nilofer<br>Current Form : only form; Peranos, gold gauzy robes. <br>Players Nearby : Safiya. <br>Location: outside Koann, the Centos fortress. <br><br><br>&nbsp;<hr> <br><br>The woman grew ever more near the longer she walked down the road.&nbsp; The dress was that of any farmer's daughter, at least similar in style. How could the woman have been in the thicket that shivered? And what had caused the scream? Was it one of the lions that she'd heard? She ducked down and tried to shroud herself with nature, to create a natural camouflage.&nbsp; It didn't work, either the woman could still see her or she had already seen her and the spell had been cast too late.&nbsp; Nilo had no way to suspect the truth, so what she thought was farther off than she knew. <br><br>Nilofer didn't want to reveal herself to the Centos woman, at least she thought the woman was human, she still couldn't tell if those ears had points to them. Could be Centos, could be the Haas… though what would a Haas be doing that far north? Some Haas didn't have points on their ears, being half breeds of Centos and her own race.&nbsp; Haas-Filoths had lost some of the Peranos's respect over time due to being bastards of the Centos. <br><br>Either way she wasn't quite sure whether or not she wanted to reveal herself or if she wanted to throw her basket over her shoulder and take off. Sighing, she dropped the spell and stepped back away from the strange woman. "I mean you no harm. But I will defend myself if I have to." She didn't believe in war, but she did believe in self-preservation. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Flower</strong> on <strong>27-01-2013, 04:18:07</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://25.media.tumblr.com/a936af8b2814f37565a98c55bad892ce/tumblr_mfe4hoj3DD1r7wrq1o1_250.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Safiya<br><strong>Current Form:</strong> Human form, Haas<br><strong>Players Nearby:</strong> Nilofer<br><strong>Location:</strong> Koann, the centos city<br><hr><br>Patience drawing thin as the seconds ticked by, Safiya was ready to try and find the threat lurking about in the forest. Part of her wondered if she was just imagining noises rather than one actually being present. Her fears of going mad were quelled when a woman appeared. Quite literally appeared. This being the first time the young dragoness had ever seen any magic other than those possessed by her own kind, she rightfully felt a bit of wariness for the unknown along with her races natural inclination toward knowledge. She evaluated a few physical differences between them. Saffy was much taller than the other woman while she seemed to outweigh her as well. Her guard lowered but did not completely fade upon hearing the woman's omission about not having ill will toward her. <br><br><strong>"Why were you following me?"</strong> She crossed her arms over her breasts before her attention snapped to a minor detail. <strong>"And why do you have on that?"</strong> As she spoke, Safiya pointed to the robes since they looked a bit odd in her opinion. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>27-01-2013, 04:53:05</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/f/f9/Nilofer150.jpg)</div>Name: Nilofer<br>Current Form : only form; Peranos, gold gauzy robes. <br>Players Nearby : Safiya. <br>Location: outside Koann, the Centos fortress. <br><br><br>&nbsp;<hr> <br><br>Following her? She hadn't been following her. She hadn't moved. "I wasn't following you. You got closer to me. I've been watching you, but I've been digging up a root." She'd dug the root up a good twenty feet in length by that point. <br><br>Nilo didn't know what the woman wanted and if she would end up in some form of physical and unneeded altercation. Have on that? She looked down at the sheer garment that showed her figure well, though the golden layers were enough combined in the right places to keep the best bits from showing. <br><br>"What's wrong with my clothing?" she asked, a frown puzzled her lips and puckered her eyebrows. "Everyone wears things like this, maybe not this same fabric."&nbsp; She often felt more like a nymph than an elf, but that was only flight of fancy that she seldom indulged in with regard to anything but lightweight fabrics. "I like my dress. Er. Robe… I didn’t wear my cloak today."&nbsp; Why was this nonsense so important. "I don't like your dress either. It's too plain."&nbsp; &nbsp;She lifted her chin stubbornly, her full lips pressed together.&nbsp; <br><br>The woman herself was anything but plain, with gold-kissed dark skin and a flawless complexion.&nbsp; The golden touch to her rich brown curls made Nilo want to reach out and examine them, to stroke the luxurious thickness that looked so soft at the same time. The stranger's lips were beautiful and her nose straight and perfectly fit for her face. Nilo licked her lips nervously as she looked the beauty over. <br><br><br><hr><br>[OOC: I don't normally do this but I'm having a terrible time trying to convey what I see the clothing to be like. It's made like this (http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/72/This_kind_of_style.jpg) with multiple layers of filmy, gauzy material much in the way that this dress (http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/5/5e/Made_like_gauzy.jpg) is layered. In golden and light golden brown hues. Very few layers cover over the shoulders, more layers over the breasts horizontally. More layers vertically right in front and in back than on the sides so that all the good bits are covered and everything else shows through some. Even there I don't know if I have it right lol. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Flower</strong> on <strong>27-01-2013, 07:02:48</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://25.media.tumblr.com/a936af8b2814f37565a98c55bad892ce/tumblr_mfe4hoj3DD1r7wrq1o1_250.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Safiya<br><strong>Current Form:</strong> Human form, Haas<br><strong>Players Nearby:</strong> Nilofer<br><strong>Location:</strong> Koann, the centos city<br><hr><br>Safiya scoffed a little at the idea when the woman made it seem as though it was her fault for this encounter. She obviously been up to something devious due to her hiding away in the trees like a sneakster. Pure annoyance flashed in the hazel of her eyes when the woman mentioned watching her. Just how much had she witnessed? Did she know what she was? Probably not since she was not screaming or running for the hills. Instead of going directly on the offensive verbally like earlier, Safiya thought it would be best to feign ignorance. <strong>"Not sure why you were watching me. All I did was take a leak in the bush."</strong> <br><br>With that done, she turned her attention back to the offensive garb the woman chose to wear. Okay, maybe it was not offensive but she had not seen anything like it before. The fabric looked complicated and light at the same time. <strong>"It looks odd."</strong> She replied in a blunt and honest tone. <strong>"Where I'm from, we do not wear clothing like that."</strong> <em>If any at all.</em> The comment was spoken softly, more of a murmur than anything else. Instantly, she regretted the comment since she did not want to talk about her home. It would make her miss them. Was the crab killed by now? She decided to let the girl think what she would like about her clothing but that did not mean Saffy's opinion would change. Her attention was about to turn to the city behind them due to a noise until she heard the insult directed at her choice of clothing. <br><br><strong>"What?"</strong> She said indignantly. No one had ever said anything like that to her in her life! Just who did this girl think she was to talk to a dragon like that. To distract herself from potentially losing her temper, she turned her attention to the basket in the girl's hand. As much as the woman was analyzing her, Safiya was doing the same. <strong>"Are you going to eat the root?"</strong> She knew some creatures to be lovers of plants so she figured the woman might be one of them. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>28-01-2013, 00:06:19</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/f/f9/Nilofer150.jpg)</div>Name: Nilofer<br>Current Form: Peranos - only form. <br>Players Nearby: Safiya<br>Location: Koann, the centos city, just outside of it in the woods. <br><br><hr><br>"The bushes were shaking, the whole little stand. There were lions over there. Something hurt one of them. I saw you come out and I was worried. But… then I saw that you're a human and I got scared." She didn't really care what the woman had done with the bushes. <br><br>However, she didn't like that this human woman picked on her clothing. "Where you come from the women dress like drab little sows and hardly bathe," she said of the Centos women. "The Peranos elves love things that are beautiful. Your Centos… Your Centos know nothing of true beauty. If they did then they wouldn’t seek to cut down the trees for their own greedy, filthy businesses where people become devastated by liquor and commit foolish acts."&nbsp; Then again, that did happen on occasion with elves, though it was uncommon for them to become sloppy drunk, one such elf had caused her entire fate to change. "Centos women hide their body as if it is wrong to be proud of their forms, and then show them to men who don't appreciate the beauty of a naked woman to the fullest."&nbsp; She'd heard stories but hadn't ever seen most of the things first hand. <br><br>"Eat the root? No, though it would probably be tasty, this is for baskets. To help make sturdy handles and carved decorations." Why did the human woman care? <br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Flower</strong> on <strong>28-01-2013, 01:41:15</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://25.media.tumblr.com/a936af8b2814f37565a98c55bad892ce/tumblr_mfe4hoj3DD1r7wrq1o1_250.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Safiya<br><strong>Current Form:</strong> Human form, Haas<br><strong>Players Nearby:</strong> Nilofer<br><strong>Location:</strong> Koann, the centos city<br><hr><br>Safiya truly did not know what to make of being eavesdropped on by this woman. Yet, she was pleased her secret was not known by her. She was not ashamed of being a dragon but it seemed smart to be cautious in a new place. Dragons aren't invincible. That much was proved and burned into her skull today. <br><br>Instead, she focused on the ridiculous topic of the woman's clothes, hoping to prevent her from asking more questions about exactly what happened in the bushes. It was very hard to control the anger coursing through her. How dare she say such things about her clothing? As much as she hated to admit it, her dress did feel a bit plain after her insults. Yet, she did not exactly wish to dress in whimsical clothes either. <strong>"You do not know what you're talking about,"</strong> she said when the woman tried to insult the women of her race. Safiya had to remind herself she was not insulting dragons but whatever she perceived her to be in this form. A second later, it was revealed that she thought her a Centos. Still, she did not like the idea of being seen as one of <em>them</em>. What she had learned from her parents whispering did not make them look commendable. <strong>"I am not Centos."</strong> She informed her bluntly. <strong>"So your remarks mean nothing to me." </strong><br><br>Trying to pat down her desire to kindly inform the woman just why she did not give two damns about the mating habits of Centos women, she focused on something else that was small and basic. The root. Even if the woman did wear horrid clothing, Safiya was forced to acknowledge she seemed to know more about these people and this place than her. <strong>"Oh."</strong> Deciding the woman was not a threat even if she was a bit opinionated, Safiya turned to look back at the city Koann. <strong>"Will you give it to them once you're done?"</strong> 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>28-01-2013, 02:23:36</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/f/f9/Nilofer150.jpg)</div>Name: Nilofer<br>Current Form: Peranos - only form. <br>Players Nearby: Safiya<br>Location: Koann, the centos city, just outside of it in the woods. <br><br><hr><br>Hardly bothered by the beautiful woman's words, she only chuckled. "Then why dress like one of their peasants? You're much too beautiful to dress like scum."&nbsp; Nilo's fingers once more itched to test the softness of the woman's curls, her arm even lifted and she half reached out but then realized what she'd done.&nbsp; Useless, her arm dropped to her side. "If you're not Centos then you're Haas-Filoth…" That wasn't much better either. Beautiful elves had gone and desecrated their beauty by breeding with such vile creatures. How anyone could let a Centos touch their body, she even physically shuddered at the mere thought of a Centos hand on her skin. <br><br>"Them? The Centos? No. I… couldn't even step foot in their village if I wanted to. They would capture me and torture me… and then kill me."&nbsp; Her ears drooped just a bit at that, so deep was her sadness. "And I would rather die than have a Centos male touch my body, so I would rather not go any closer to that village than I have to. I'll sell the basket to the Trithos elves for metal goods and jewelry."&nbsp; <br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Deamonbane</strong> on <strong>28-01-2013, 02:47:12</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/0/06/Cirven150.png)</div><div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/79/Cirven150a.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Cirven<br><strong>Current Form:</strong> Trithos<br><strong>Location:</strong> Near Koann, Centos city<br><strong>Players Nearby:</strong> None<br><br><hr><br>The trip was long, but not arduous, except for the few instances where he was almost caught by Centos patrols. It felt... enlightening to be in the place of his soldiers and scouts. Nothing to turn to, no support, just himself, and the hope that his subtlety would be enough to avoid getting caught. Until now, it had worked. He remained unfound and, if the markings on his map were any indication, he was close to Koann. close enough, anyway. He did notice that patrols had intensified, but that wasn't an indicator of any growth in armed forces. It was a city, so the patrols to protect it would be larger to make sure that no attempt to attack it came without a good amount of warning. He left the roads then, not needing them anymore anyway. He could seen the lights of the city, fires and lamps burning into the night, on the 5th day since he had left his camp. He didn't miss it. Lighting fires, cooking for himself, hunting and being hunted had him feeling oddly alive again. He had left his armor behind, although his two blades had never left his side. He had brought a bow and a small quiver as well, which he only used for hunting. He disliked using bows with an intensity simply because he was horrible at them, wasting many arrows in the attempt to catch something. Which was why he tried practicing before he ran out of food. With a bit of practice, he turned out not to entirely suck at it, but he knew that he didn't have the eye for it. Or the hands. He managed to catch some food, but he decided to tran and make whatever he did catch. <br><br>His horse was a silver gelding, slim, and faster than the west wind. Of course, it was smaller than the Centos chargers, with a lighter tread. If he ever tried to run it head to head against them, it would be run down like so much infantry. But it was faster and more agile, more fit to travelling across the country, with a sense for finding its way, a nose for danger. He had had the horse for almost 10 years now, and a friendship between the two had bloomed. Well... maybe friendship was too descriptive a word. But it was more or less what they shared. The horse lived off of the grass that they could find, as Cirven had not spoiled it with oats, apples, and sweet hay overmuch. Those were in short supply in his current posting anyway.<br><br>His dropped off of his horse, his eyes wandering over the ground. The horse snorted and pawed at the ground, disliking the smell of the air. Cirven dared not disregard the horse's nose, not this close to the Centos city. He tied the horse to a tree no, the sword in his hands now, still sheathed as he didn't want to give his position away with the glint of silver steel in the sunlight. He moved stealthily through the underbrush. He didn't bring the bow or quiver with him. They would be useless in a combat situation for him anyway. He slid over the ground, a shadow of a shadow. All elves knew how to hide in the wild. It was an inherited gift. Peranos had perfected the gift better, but hiding from a Centos blundering through the wild was not much of a puzzler for even him. <br><br>But he saw no Centos. It was... well, there were two of them. He could hear voices, but not in the blunt, guttural Centos speech. It was... well, different. Peranos, definitely. But he didn't recognize the other one. He moved closer, his hands still on the blade.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Flower</strong> on <strong>28-01-2013, 03:20:22</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://25.media.tumblr.com/a936af8b2814f37565a98c55bad892ce/tumblr_mfe4hoj3DD1r7wrq1o1_250.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Safiya<br><strong>Current Form:</strong> Human form, Haas<br><strong>Players Nearby:</strong> Nilofer, Cirven<br><strong>Location:</strong> Koann, the centos city<br><hr><br>This woman truly had a sharp tongue, and it was becoming increasingly difficult not to respond with violence. <strong>"Its called dressing practical,"</strong> she hissed through gritted teeth. When she thought the woman could not become even more odd, she made a sudden motion with her hand. Old unease crept back into her mind until the hand was lowered down by the woman's side. She wrinkled her nose in annoyance. Haas-Filoth. That sounded much better than Centos in her opinion. <br><br>Her eyes were trained on those who were spoken about with such disgust and disdain. The Centos. They did not look as harmful as her parents made them out to be. Capture. Torture. Kill. Three words stood out in Safiya's mind. She turned a little to focus her eyes on the woman. <strong>"Do you mean they will take you against your will?"</strong> If any male every tried such with her, she would not hesitate to burn the fiend's member off. Exhaling sharply, she tried to process all the information being thrown at her. Apparently, there was a lot of racial disdain, but she already knew of that since it was the same with her kind. <strong>"I traveled far to get here but I do not think I wish to go there now. Are the Tritos elves as rude as you?" </strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>28-01-2013, 03:37:45</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/f/f9/Nilofer150.jpg)</div>Name: Nilofer<br>Current Form: Peranos - only form. <br>Players Nearby: Safiya and Cirven<br>Location: Koann, the centos city, just outside of it in the woods. <br><br><hr><br>"Practical?" She sighed, her facial expression turning to a pout. "It's not practical to hide your beauty under rags."&nbsp; What was <em>wrong</em> with this woman?&nbsp; <br><br>"Not just that, but yes. I've heard tales of things that have been done to the elves because the Centos want our trees. We live in the trees, and when they cut them down, it takes our homes away.&nbsp; But yes, taking me against my will is something that I put myself in danger of to get this root. I shouldn't even be here, and I intend to return home soon." <br><br>Nilofer scoffed. "Rude!" she sputtered. "I'm not rude. I simply said that your clothes are unbecoming of a woman so beautiful. You can't call that rude. Your clothes are ugly. You're the one that is rude. You called my beautiful garments odd."&nbsp; She crossed her arms under her breasts and then bent down to pull up the last bit of the long, tapered root. <br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Flower</strong> on <strong>28-01-2013, 05:55:08</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://25.media.tumblr.com/a936af8b2814f37565a98c55bad892ce/tumblr_mfe4hoj3DD1r7wrq1o1_250.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Safiya<br><strong>Current Form:</strong> Human form, Haas<br><strong>Players Nearby:</strong> Nilofer, Cirven<br><strong>Location:</strong> Koann, the centos city<br><hr><br>Safiya tightened her fingers together pressing her nails into her palms.<strong> "If what you say is true about the Centos, its not wise for you to flounce around in garments which so easily identify you."</strong> After she said the words, she remembered the woman likely had other tricks up her sleeve other than being able to hide herself. Still, she managed to hear the compliment in the woman's words. She was not insulting her but merely the clothing even if the dress was an extension of her. Safiya never saw the purpose in making anything other than this specific dress to wear. <strong>"If someone tried to take my people's home, we would kill them or fight until the last...Haas."</strong> She tried to peer into the basket discreetly to see the root worth risking life and limb but did not manage to steal a glance at it. <br><br>She was going to say something in response to the woman's sharp words until something seemed off. It was not her dress either. <strong>"Quiet."</strong> She whispered to the woman then looked around them with narrowed eyes. What if this talking between the two of them had been some type of trap? Reaching down, she picked up a heavy piece of stone, ready to bash some Centos or one of the woman's kind over the head before making a speedy escape. Her eyes glided over the landscape then suddenly she released the stone with the force of an harpoon where she thought the threat was located. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>28-01-2013, 06:25:22</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/f/f9/Nilofer150.jpg)</div>Name: Nilofer<br>Current Form: Peranos - only form. <br>Players Nearby: Safiya and Cirven<br>Location: Koann, the centos city, just outside of it in the woods. <br><br><hr> <br><br>"I can get into the treetops pretty quickly," the elf replied, not wanting to see the truth in the woman's words. How she was dressed was perfect and it would stay that way. She was beautiful in her clothing and everything naughty was covered enough to be scrumptiously teasing. "That's what so many are doing, but I don't think that war is the way to solve the issue. I think that a treaty is." Then again, giving them land to a certain point wouldn't be enough, greedy Centos would only ever always want more, even the continent of Masif wouldn't be enough in the long run. <br><br>Suddenly things went very serious and while the rock was being thrown, Nilofer squirmed her way behind Safiya, though she didn't yet know the woman's name. She didn't think that it was fair to use the other female as a shield. "Careful! It might be a <del>dragon</del> bear… Or a lion!" <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>OHWceta</strong> on <strong>29-01-2013, 00:17:19</strong>
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				Name: Giren and Juno<br>Current form: Giren (Dragon) Juno (Peranos)<br>Location: Outside of Koann in a cave<br>Players near: Safiya, Nilofer, and Cirven<br><hr><br>Juno finished eating the rabbit he had caught earlier, sighing as he observed his injured companion. <br>Giren was curled up as far back in the cave as he could fit, his wounds were no longer bleeding but his body still ached and it would be quite some time before his torn wings would be usable in flight again.<br>"You know, you'll make a scene if you go around like that all the time" Juno scolded.<br>"I can't go around looking like those creatures, my pride wont allow it!" Giren growled angrily.<br>"Sometimes we do what we have to in order to survive." Juno tossed Giren a second rabbit which he shrugged off angrily.<br>"I remember you, you like those creatures, why lower yourself to them? we're better than that! We could rule them all!" Giren hissed, "Their armies would fall before us!"<br>"Um...yeah...their armies....just look at what a small squad of them did to you.....we're not invincible ya know." <br>Juno had to jump back to avoid being eaten by his angry companion as he lashed out in anger.<br>"Those guys were bad guys, spend some time with a few of these creatures before you put them beneath you, who knows, maybe you might make a friend or two, your wizard companion was also one of them.....unless you forgot that." Juno smirked. "Use your powers wisely and you might get one of those cute little Peranos girls in bed with you."<br>Giren gave Juno an angry growl.<br>At this point Juno decided to leave the cave and make his way north towards Myeliae, after Juno's departure Giren returned to his humanoid form and played with the shadows on the wall, replaying the scene when Seraph died only to have him killing every last Centos.<br>As he grew bored manipulating shadows on the cave wall his stomach gave a loud growl, it was time to catch some food.<br>Giren donned his long black cloak and horned mask before leaving the cave. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Deamonbane</strong> on <strong>29-01-2013, 04:29:24</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/0/06/Cirven150.png)</div><div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/79/Cirven150a.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Cirven<br><strong>Current Form:</strong> Trithos<br><strong>Location:</strong> Near Koann, Centos city<br><strong>Players Nearby:</strong> Nilofer, and Safiya<br><br><hr><br>The voices didn't stop as he approached, but his sense of alertness didn't fade. He hadn't been observed, of course, at least that was what he had deduced from the lack of appreciation of his presence, but he might have been seen by another, unintroduced party, which left Cirven himself in a rather complicated situation. He scowled, and stayed where he was for the moment, knowing that if he exposed himself, there was all teh chance in the world that the Peranos was a traitor, or traitress, as it sounded now. The second voice he still couldn't make out, although it was familiar, teasing at the edges of his memory somewhere, making his brain ache. He hated it when his memory failed him, even more so when it was something that felt so devastatingly simple. Why couldn't he remem....<br><br>Reflex reacted as his mind was occupied, eye quick eyes finding the stone sailing through the air, movement in his direction more than anything warning him that danger was near. Just in time too, since that rock was traveling fast. Too fast, he would have grumbled, if he had the time. He ducked his head down to avoid having it hit his temple, but it scraped off the crown of his head. He winces and immediately felt nauseous, not at all lucky that he had missed himself what could be considered a killer blow. The impact, stronger than he had originally anticipated, sent him sprawling to the ground, ridiculously in his eyes. He was on his feet in an instant, and while he felt very dizzy, so much so that he could see stars, and tthe world seemed to be tilting beneath his feet. He stumbled out of the bushes.<br><br>Bah. Haas-filoth. He should have guessed. That was the odd accent that he heard earlier. His eyes were a bit unfocused, forgetting about the Peranos for the moment, and moved for her. She threw the rock. He had seen it. More or less," What was that for?" He scowled, and stepped forward, silver steel exposed to the sun and glinting in what he hoped was a menacing manner. All he could determine was that it was too bright, and hurt his eyes a bit.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Flower</strong> on <strong>29-01-2013, 05:00:26</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://25.media.tumblr.com/a936af8b2814f37565a98c55bad892ce/tumblr_mfe4hoj3DD1r7wrq1o1_250.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Safiya<br><strong>Current Form:</strong> Human form, Haas<br><strong>Players Nearby:</strong> Nilofer, Cirven<br><strong>Location:</strong> Koann, the centos city<br><hr><br>Part of her wanted to make some type of sarcastic comment in regards to the Centos likely burning down her and the tree, but something told her that would led to another rude conversation. So instead of voicing her opinion, Safiya bit her tongue literally. It was not a pleasant sensation. She was not exactly sure if a treaty would help the woman's people. but it was not exactly her concern. Even if she wanted to say more about it, circumstances prevented her since there was something out in the forest causing the hair on her neck to stand on end. A slight scowl came on Safiya's face when the woman moved behind her rather than readying herself for a battle. <strong>"A what? If it were any of those things, I guess you would let it eat me first!" </strong><br><br>The rock struck true much to Safiya's surprise since she merely guessed where to throw it. It appeared as if luck was on her side when the man tumbled fully into view. <strong>"I don't think that's a bear or a lion."</strong> She peered closely at the man, not moving close to him. Her hazel eyes narrowed when the man moved forward threatening towards the both of them. Saf would not have been able to tell his anger was toward the woman behind him rather than her. She could not shift into a dragon without bringing the entire town on their heads. It was odd not being able to defend herself as a dragon. She had always been able to do so back home without fear. Now, she was forced to remain in this weak Haas form. Her mind twisted and turned for other alternatives. The city. Safiya was not sure what the thing was in his hand but it appeared like a handheld claw. Dangerous. <strong>"I suggest you put that down before I scream at the top of my lungs for all those Centos to hear me. Something tells me they won't take too kindly to your being here." </strong> Mentally, she was hoping the woman actually knew some useful magic other than hiding herself in trees...In the meanwhile, Safiya was trying to think of a way to render the man unconscious or kill him without taking too many injuries. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>29-01-2013, 05:09:32</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/f/f9/Nilofer150.jpg)</div>Name: Nilofer<br>Current Form: Peranos - only form<br>Players Nearby: Safiya, Cirven known, Giren and Juno unkwnown<br>Location: Forest outside of Koann<br><br><hr><br>"No! I wouldn't!" She might. "I just don't know what to do! You do! If stuff happened I'd head for the trees but I'd take you with me!" She wouldn't just leave the woman standing there to be lion meat. <br><br>When the bear turned into a lion and the lion turned into a mere elf, Nilofer rolled her eyes.&nbsp; <br><br>Her gaze turned hatefully toward the dark skinned female when she said she'd scream and bring the Centos. "Are you trying to get us all killed? He's a Trithos soldier." She gestured toward his weapon. "If the Centos catch him, you can kiss your pretty neck good bye, after they've stuffed all your holes with their puny little cocks." She huffed at the thought.&nbsp; <br><br>Turning her attention to the male, she pointed toward the woods. "Go on, before you get us captured and tortured." She wanted to say something cruel to him but he fought for the freedom of all elves, and to keep their homes. She hadn't the slightest who he was so she had no ill will toward him. Yet. <br><br>"Just put your weapons down, we have no quarrel with you."&nbsp; She couldn't assure the other female that the male wouldn't hurt them, there were always the war crazed men who had been too long without a woman's touch, and while she might normally have been willing to rectify that, her fear was too high. <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Deamonbane</strong> on <strong>30-01-2013, 04:15:18</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/0/06/Cirven150.png)</div><div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/79/Cirven150a.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Cirven<br><strong>Current Form:</strong> Trithos<br><strong>Location:</strong> Near Koann, Centos city<br><strong>Players Nearby:</strong> Nilofer, and Safiya<br><br><hr><br>He was still a tad drowsy at the bite to his head, which he supposed was the cause of the slow warm trickle that was working its way through his pale white hair. His eyes had trouble adjusting to the bright light, something which he had her to thank for, so he scowled, and raised the blade up to aim at her. She wasn't too far away, but he was rotten at ranges. She would scream, he would flicker forward and lop her head off, but still, the alarm would be raised," The Centos found that it was unwise to try and threaten a Trithos. I do hope that such ideas did not pass to the Haas-Filoth as well. We tend to react poorly to such incentives," His voice was lower, and, now that he had more possession of himself, more menacing, his grip on the blade no longer sweaty, but calm, the blade stood unwavering, strong, a testament to the fact that his hands were hard and sure, no matter how his eyes were seeing," You don't call for Centos soldiers, and I am not forced to save myself and my fellow elf here from utter disaster, and killing you, are we clear?" He didn't bother waiting for a response. Mainly because his attention was now drawn to the Peranos woman. <br><br>"Forgive me for my rash intrusion, my lady," He said softly," But believe me, if I hadn't been assaulted first, I would not have made so ungainly an appearance," He looked around," Now, if we are to avoid being seen, I humbly suggest that we move to the trees, where we will be able to hide ourselves, and I will be able to cover your and..." He looked to the Haas female," Her retreat, should the need arise," He offered his hand for her to take, being the gentleelf that he was, and was already moving away, feeling uncomfortable with the fact that they were so exposed.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Flower</strong> on <strong>30-01-2013, 13:26:47</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://25.media.tumblr.com/a936af8b2814f37565a98c55bad892ce/tumblr_mfe4hoj3DD1r7wrq1o1_250.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Safiya<br><strong>Current Form:</strong> Human form, Haas<br><strong>Players Nearby:</strong> Nilofer, Cirven<br><strong>Location:</strong> Koann, the centos city<br><hr><br>Safiya was not at all comforted by the woman's disputing words. It was a good thing she did not need her or anyone else to protect her since she was pretty adept at saving her own hide from possible danger. She did not miss the anger in the woman's eyes upon hearing her threat but she merely shrugged in response. As far as she could tell, the ones who were dangerous and unpredictable were these elves. Sneaking around in trees with weapons. Let's not forget their radiant personalities. She lowered her gaze down to the weapon being pointed at her, and for a moment, the dragon lurking within flashed in her eyes, prepared to rise to the surface. <strong>"You will learn its unwise to threaten a Haas with a weapon. Just as you have learned not to sneak like a snake around one."</strong><br><br>Safiya merely frowned at his words. She had no intention of screaming after hearing about the Centos through the woman's eyes. If anything, she would have just been forced to kill her first elf but there was no reason to explain this to the man. She was not a prideful creature, not too much, so there was no reason to have the last word. <br><br>Pure confusion displayed in her eyes, and never in her life had she felt so ignorant. She did not know what it meant to be a Trithos soldier. From the woman's easy demeanor, she just guessed it meant he was a friend. Well, he certainly was not acting like one nor did she trust him. She did not trust the woman for that matter but the man rose higher on the possible threat list. If he was a soldier, then why had he not just revealed himself upon seeing the other woman rather than dwelling in shadow? Still, in the strangeness of the situation, she could not help but laugh when the woman spoke about the Centos' cocks again. There seemed to be a fascination with other races mating, whether if it was a good one or not. <br><br>"Acquaintance," she filled in the word when the man did not know what to call her. <strong>"Safiya, Haas Filoth, as you already know."</strong> With the man no longer pointing a sword at her, she was able to relax enough to notice his clothes. <strong>"I like what he's wearing. Is that considered plain?" </strong> Her gaze went up to the trees, not knowing exactly how they planned to travel through them. She had heard of creatures who jumped from limb to limb.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>OHWceta</strong> on <strong>30-01-2013, 13:49:41</strong>
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				Name: Juno<br>Current Form: Human Form, Peranos<br>Players Nearby: Nilofer, Cirven, Safiya<br>Location: Forest Near Koann<br><hr><br>As Juno continued on his way through the forest he heard voices nearby.<br>"Centos?" He said to himself in alarm, drawing a thin curved sword from his side.<br>Upon closer observation he realized that this group was not Centos but a Haas Filoth female, a Peranos Female, and a Trithos male.<br>"You seem to be missing a few" he stated jokingly as he approached them, keeping his sword ready in case they were possible enemies. "I'm guessing you're no friend to the Centos in this area?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Deamonbane</strong> on <strong>30-01-2013, 16:08:42</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/0/06/Cirven150.png)</div><div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/79/Cirven150a.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Cirven<br><strong>Current Form:</strong> Trithos<br><strong>Location:</strong> Near Koann, Centos city<br><strong>Players Nearby:</strong> Nilofer, and Safiya<br><br><hr><br>He smiled at the Haas, Safiya was her name, he now determined," I have been known to do unwise things, and am therefore an expert in&nbsp; the field. I wouldn't advise you to join me in it," He chuckled. Well, she had a sense of humor, if nothing else could be said of her," And I didn't sneak. I am in hostile territory, therefore remaining unseen and unheard would be what I do around here. You were the unwise ones by holding your conversation out in the open," His eyes narrowed as he considered how she might have discovered where he was, but he let his thoughts on the matter rest for the moment. They had more pressing matters at hand, after all. Like getting out of plain sight. Peranos were a bit odd, at least in his Trithos eyes, and he knew that Peranos held his kind the same regard. But they were allies, and the fact that this female was here still troubled him. But, again, he gave no voice to his thoughts, and merely bit the inside of his mouth, mind worried. He snapped out of it when the Haas said something.<br><br>"It is what soldiers commonly wear when we are not required to wear our armor, so yes, you could easily describe it as plain, especially if you are one of the city folk," He wondered how this was relevant, but the gentle-elf in him commanded that he answer, and allow her to formulate her own conclusions, so long as he did not endanger any of his kind by doing so," Might I inquire as to what a Haas is doing in Masif? Travelers there are galore, but this is a war zone, and with you appearance, the Centos would not make much distinction between you and us," His voice was clean, clear, and low, meant for only those present to hear. It was a cultured voice with an accent pleasant to hear, soft, melodic, lilting. Common among the speech of the higher classes of Elves, mostly Illiath.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>30-01-2013, 17:14:18</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/f/f9/Nilofer150.jpg)</div>Name: Nilofer<br>Current Form: Peranos, only form<br>Players Nearby: Safiya, Cirven, Juno<br>Location: Forest outside of Koann<br><br><hr><br>She didn't know what to say when he held the sword on the woman who soon identified herself as Safiya. <br><br>When Cirven turned his attention to her, she lifted a brow. "Assaulted? You well deserved it for lurking in the bushes like a common Centos."&nbsp; She looked at his hand and then at his face, making no move to reach out for the offered extremity.&nbsp; She knew that the man fought for her safety and for that reason alone she didn't ignore him completely. <br><br>"No, he's not considered plain, but he is considered an idiot."&nbsp; She looked at where his head bled and winced. <br><br>Then yet another armed male joined them and she only rolled her eyes. "Oh for the love of all things beautiful!" <br><br>Her head turned toward the newcomer. "Friend to Centos? Are you out of your bleeding mind?" Too many people were too close to the forest edge and all she had come for was a goddamned root. One that was <em>not</em> worth losing her life over.&nbsp; She looked nervously toward the city and started to slowly back toward the trees. <br><br>Annoyed, but speaking in darkly hushed tones, she glared at Cirven. "Okay, Mister Soldier, you speak of getting toward the trees, and tell us that we're foolish for holding conversation in the open, yet you continue to chatter like a ninny girl after getting her first kiss. So could we all… please… move toward the trees. <em>Now</em>?"&nbsp; Nilofer wasn't usally all that easily excited, well… okay so she was, but she was terrified and she wanted to get home. <br><br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Flower</strong> on <strong>31-01-2013, 01:59:17</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://25.media.tumblr.com/a936af8b2814f37565a98c55bad892ce/tumblr_mfe4hoj3DD1r7wrq1o1_250.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Safiya<br><strong>Current Form:</strong> Human form, Haas<br><strong>Players Nearby:</strong> Nilofer, Cirven, Juno<br><strong>Location:</strong> Koann, the centos city<br><hr><br>The Peranos woman surprised her when she did not automatically side with the male professing to be a protector of sorts. It added another perspective to her already growing opinion of the woman. She was capable of making up her own mind without the approval of others. A valuable trait. These elves were truly confusing or mentally unbalance. One moment he was attempting to cut her throat while the next he was smiling at her. Maybe smiling meant something different in their culture? She truly could not be sure about it. Instead of questioning him about it, Safiya just smiled back although it did not reach the hazel of her eyes. Her eyebrows lifted in surprise when he mentioned her being in danger as well. Who did these Centos like? Apparently not the Peranos, not the Trithos, and not the Haas. <br><br>His response, though, to her question was received with a nod of her head. Even if it looked plain to others, she liked the look of it. It seemed light enough to not make a lot of noise and still maintain flexibility. She did nothing other than smile when the woman called the solider an idiot. Apparently, she was rude to her own kind as well, stranger or not. <strong>"That is none of your concern."</strong> Her answer was quick and brief even though no malice or annoyance tainted her voice. She did not wish to get into any particulars about the Haas since she did not know much about them. Even if she did, she would not be so inclined to share information with a relative stranger.<br><br>It did surprise her when another person appeared out of the forest. For this to be an isolated area, it was nearly teaming with folks jumping out of bushes. Her eyes connected with his, instantly placing him from within the nest. She knew his name but little else. By the lack of recognition in his eyes, it appeared like the male had not placed her. This was probably for the better in her opinion. His question caused her to shake her head in response. Even if she did like Centos, which she was undecided on, she would not mention it to this bunch. <br><br>Safiya moved over to a tree as requested, not truly surely what mode of transportation they would provide. She climbed trees when she was younger but did not ever become proficient in it. There were much easier ways to avoid confrontation like flying...Sighing, she lifted her hands upward to grip the bark then pulled her weight upward with a small amount of effort. Soon enough, she was within the confines of the tree to her dismay. <strong>"I hope you don't intend for me to swing from vines. That is just not going to work."</strong> In her mind, she made her decision to go where this Peranos might live. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Adonis</strong> on <strong>31-01-2013, 03:56:25</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/8/8e/Reohuthumb.JPG)</div>Name: Reo<br>Current Form : Draconic --&gt; Humanoid<br>Players Nearby : Isela, soon to be Kyrie (Grenadine)<br>Location: Small island chain on the southwest tip.<br><br><hr><br>For nearly an hour, Reo lay unmoving with his eyes closed. The wound on his wing had closed with some tending from Isela, and was now a fresh, pink scar. The majority of his other injuries were cosmetic aside from the muscle damage as he finally opened the brilliant mercury orbs to inspect what remained. <br><br><em>Enough, Isela. We are exposed while I lie<em></em></em>- "about like so much carrion."<br><br>His mental "voice" shifted into a verbal one as he changed forms on the beach of the small island. Patterns of nicks and small cuts dotted his backside, but were already on the mend. The deep bruising from his wings tearing harshly at the wind earlier in the day had transferred over with him as well. His entire bared back was a mess of dark purples and blues, growing more extreme as it approached his shoulderblades. <br><br>Slightly abnormal for him, Reo actually had on a pair of pants when he shifted. They hung low and loose from his hips, seemingly made of a simple light grey cotton. Carefully, he lowered himself to the sand, hissing slightly then letting out a deeply relaxed moan as the heat from the sand soaked through his human form's thinner skin and into the damaged muscles. <br><br>"Normally, I'm not one for heat, but it has it's uses. We need to figure out where to go from here, but I'd advise once we finish crossing the water that we do so in these less conspicuous forms. The reaction garnered from the locals towards my rather... unforseen intrusion was one I'd not wish to repeat."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>02-02-2013, 17:20:01</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Bane's Post</strong></span> </div><br>as PMed to the rest of us. Posted by Secret so the thread can move, with Bane's permission. <br><br><div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/0/06/Cirven150.png)</div><div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/79/Cirven150a.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Cirven<br><strong>Current Form:</strong> Trithos<br><strong>Location:</strong> Near Koann, Centos city<br><strong>Players Nearby:</strong> Juno, Nilofer, and Safiya<br><br>Cirven's brow furrowed at the mention of of a girl getting her first kiss. He frowned now, wondering just what she meant. Wouldn't a girl that had just gotten her first kiss be quiet and shy about it? He shook his head mentally as he made for the trees. She would know, he supposed, since she was a girl, and had probably had her first kiss. Maybe she was right, although he doubted it. He never talked much, and never as much as a woman on even subjects that he was an expert on. A wise man should never speak without thinking, but always think before speaking. At least, this was a lesson that his father had taught him as a young man. He indicated for the small party to follow him, and whether they did or not was their trouble, or whatever. He wasn't exactly guiding them to safety either. His horse was still hobbled to a tree a ways back, and his armor, food, and various assorted items that he needed for survival, although the others might not need them, were there. He needed to speak to the Peranos soldier, and inquire as to what he was doing so far south.<br><br>Once they were out of earshot from any and all Centos sentries that might be tying to listen in to any words exchanged he spun around. They were in a thicket, branching out from a nearby forest. Dark green leaves made for pleasant shade, while the ground was soft with fallen leaves, crunching beneath a Centos' step, but the elves seemed to move through it without making a sound. It was a talent and, from previous experience with Peranos, he knew that he, as a Trithos, was making enough noise to rouse the dead, or at least they would think so. He studied those that had followed him," Well, I think it is time to explain what we are doing this deep in enemy territory, at least for myself, and the other elves here," After all, the Haas might not have been an enemy to the Centos anyway. A friend was doubtful, but one never knew. The Centos were not the smartest lot, after all, and she probably would know, if she was a friend of theirs, that if she was seen with a group of the enemy, whether she was a friend or not, she would be ridden down. <br><br>"And you," He said to the armed Peranos," I don't recognize you, but unless you are a deserter, and I am giving you the benefit of the doubt on this one, you can only be a scout from the Elven army to the Northwest of here. Where is the rest of your squad?" He thought it might be a good idea to avoid mentioning that he was the general of that particular army.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>OHWceta</strong> on <strong>02-02-2013, 18:19:52</strong>
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				Name: Juno<br>Current Form: Human Form, Peranos<br>Players Nearby: Nilofer, Cirven, Safiya<br>Location: Forest Near Koann<br><hr><br>"Actually I'm just a wandering salesman" Juno stated embarassedly. "Sadly war is a great time to sell, everyone needs supplies.."<br>Juno then remembered he had no bag of goods with him aside from meager supplies needed to survive. "But I..Uh....lost my goods down a waterfall escaping some Centos soldiers.<br>It was pretty obvious he was hiding something, his stories didn't really match up, why was he armed if he was a salesman? His mannerisms most certainly did not match with the kinds who lived in these parts, and anyone very familiar with the Peranos would note he certainly didn't act like one. Then again he was a wanderer and could have picked up his odd behavior from almost anywhere. And although he claimed to be an innocent wanderer, his sword was far too well cared for, and not one a typical salesman would carry for simple self-defense, and the way he moved into the trees ealier indicated he had skills as a warrior.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>02-02-2013, 18:51:16</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/f/f9/Nilofer150.jpg)</div>Name: Nilofer<br>Current Form: Always Peranos<br>Players Nearby: Juno, Cirven, and Safiya<br>Location: Moving into the woods, deeper into the forest, moving away from Koann<br><br><hr><br>The expressions on the unknown elf's face were priceless. What was with the raised eyebrow. Oh… he hadn't had his first kiss yet. Now it all made sense. She saw him indicate for the others to follow him but instead she rolled her eyes and kept walking, ahead of him. He could follow her. <br><br>"I was gathering roots." She shrugged. "I need them and they don't grow any closer." She didn't blink; she didn't rightly care what the soldier thought. She was being cautious, at least till he showed up and started trying to control the situation. <br><br>Things were predictable, a soldier butting his nose into her business, just like the soldier that she was supposed to effing wed was butting his nose into her life. He seemed a might constipated, this soldier. <br><br>However, her humor drew to a screeching halt when he mentioned that the other male elf might be a deserter. She didn't know how she felt about that, but she wasn’t going to let this soldier take him prisoner.&nbsp; The story that he gave was holey, not holy. He must have liked the thought of jail. <br><br>"That's a bit of a lie, was following me. He's not a deserter, he's a soldier, but on leave due to family hardship. He just doesn't like Trithos scum or trust that <em>you're</em> not a deserter." She looked Cirven over with a sneer. "He is a friend, and followed me because he was afraid that I had gotten into trouble. I'm always doing that, running off…"&nbsp; Yeeep. Totally irresponsible. She rocked on her heels and grinned, trying to look as flightly as possible.&nbsp; Trying not to cringe, she leaned over and hugged the elf-dragon guy, not knowing that she hugged a dragon. She might have pissed her pants had she. But there was no need for all of the violence and the male didn't look dangerous. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Flower</strong> on <strong>03-02-2013, 15:50:05</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://25.media.tumblr.com/a936af8b2814f37565a98c55bad892ce/tumblr_mfe4hoj3DD1r7wrq1o1_250.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Safiya<br><strong>Current Form:</strong> Human form, Haas<br><strong>Players Nearby:</strong> Nilofer, Cirven, Juno<br><strong>Location:</strong> Moving away from Koann, the centos city<br><hr><br>Soon enough, they were away from the supposed <em>danger</em> of Centos and their place of rest. She followed after the group even though she was not sure if she wanted to spend more time with them. All she knew was the Peranos and Trithos were odd folk. Her attention drifted away from the group when she saw a creature only heard about in stories. Wide eyed awe appeared on her face as she moved over to stand near the creature. <strong>"Its a horse,"</strong> she whispered while reaching out to touch it, only her hand stopped just short of touching it. Even though she was a dragon, Safiya was a bit unsure of it. <br><br>Her eyes rolled a bit upon hearing the man make the demand for them to state their purpose near the city. Didn't she already clearly state that was none of his concern. Another trait to add to her growing list about these people. Selective hearing. She did not necessarily think of herself being aligned with either force of the war even if she was with them by association. There were times back home when a dragon was forced to be around some of the others. Surely that happened with these races as well. Even she could hear the clear lie in the man, Juno's voice, voice upon answering the Trithos' question. Something told her the man had just signed his own death warrant, considering the Trithos' being more than willing to pull out his sword for lesser offensives. She was tempted to say something but bite her tongue to not out another dragon even if he appeared to be a stupid one. Just how he managed to survive away from the nest befuddled her, but it was comforting. If he could do it, she could as well. <br><br>The man was saved by the Peranos woman when she interjected quickly. Her nose wrinkled a&nbsp; bit as she reached out again to interact with the horse. Trithos scum. So there was some animosity between the two elven races. She hovered her hand over the horses's muzzle, not touching it, but she could feel its warmth of life against her fingers. Without looking at the Trithos, she asked him directly what the Peranos woman was hinting at. <strong>"Are you a deserter?"</strong> She did not need to be one of them to understand that term. Hazel eyes shifted to the woman with a touch of inquisitiveness. <strong>"Why don't you have a horse? "</strong><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Deamonbane</strong> on <strong>04-02-2013, 04:21:28</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/0/06/Cirven150.png)</div><div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/79/Cirven150a.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Cirven<br><strong>Current Form:</strong> Trithos<br><strong>Location:</strong> Near Koann, Centos city<br><strong>Players Nearby:</strong> Juno, Nilofer, and Safiya<br><br><hr><br>Unlike what he supposed her words were meant to drive him, anger he guessed, for it could be the only conclusion, his face went slightly pale and he controlled himself. She was a lady after all, and if she was intent on defending this odd Peranos, there was little he could do to stop her. The Haas didn't seem to want to tell him her origins, so he was loth to take her anywhere near where he had a mind to go. Traitors abounded in a war like this, he knew all too well. But he wouldn't insult her by saying so. He was too much of a gentle-elf to do so. Instead, if she was a spy, she would prove so herself, and with Cirven's watchful eye on her at all times, she would catch her. If she wasn't an enemy informant, it always paid to be extra careful. He chuckled softly as the two Peranos seemed to band together against him. Typical. It was what they did. They disliked the fact that the Trithos were more adept at this kind of warfare than they were, as well as the fact that there were more Trithos generals than Peranos. He couldn't blame them, but he also disliked the dissension in a war camp. This, however, was not a war camp. <br><br>"Whatever my lady says," He bowed crisply and turned to the other Peranos," You must forgive my haste in assuming the worst. These are dark times, after all, and not a time to be found in the odd places like this close to a Centos city," He bowed to the man as well, his head lower than it had been for the woman. He finally turned to the Haas female," Of course, you do not have horses. How remiss of me," He looked to Nilofer," As much as I would be honored to escort you back from whence you came, or wherever it is that you wish to go, I am under orders in this land and cannot leave just yet. However, you already have an escort, so might I offer you the services of my steed to where you wish to go? I only ask that, once you have arrived, set him free so that he may return to his abode," The story that she had wrought over the two of them seemed a bit odd and off, but he didn't wish to incur the wrath of whomever she was. <br><br>"I would be honored to have you company, madame, however, should you wish to remain," To be honest, he was growing a tad lonesome, and did not wish to remain so after he had met them, as unpleasant as they were," As well as you," To the Haas," And you," To Juno," I could use the company, I suppose, and I know firsthand the skills of the Peranos, and you would be very vital to my mission, should you choose to remain. I would not wish to pressure any of you into such a course, however."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>04-02-2013, 05:56:05</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/f/f9/Nilofer150.jpg)</div>Name: Nilofer<br>Species/Form: Peranos<br>Players Nearby: Safiya, Cirven, and Juno<br>Location: Deep in the forest, heading toward Myeliae<br><br><hr><br>Nilofer thought that it was odd that he used a sword, that Juno, but the way that the soldier, whom yet was still unidentified, spoke she worried that the Elf would be arrested. There had been enough bloodshed to last a life time. The war had been raging for two years. Enough was enough. Peranos used bows… not swords. Had he identified himself as Peranos though… Not that she recalled. She didn’t recognize him from home, and if Super Duper Military Elf hadn't recognized him… Who was he? She was wary about taking him to her home, however, all she would have to do was sound the alarm when they were in the midst of town and he would be captured. He couldn't fight off the soldiers that would come running. She would get to the bottom of it somehow. <br><br>Taken off guard by the Haas woman, she sputtered. "I'm not a deserter, I'm not in the military. Though I am trained to help defend the home front. Women aren't required to enlist, though protecting home is everyone's job."&nbsp; In <em>her</em> mind, women were better at almost everything. "I didn't use a horse all the way. I have a horse tethered about a mile from here. Horses are noisy and I didn't want to be detected."&nbsp; <br><br>"Maybe assuming the worst will be what gets your head lopped from your body and your ears fed to mongrels." She hoped that such a fate never fell the soldier. <br><br>"Why can't you leave?" She moved closer and looked at the Trithos elf. "Is this war really worth it? Do you enjoy killing people?"&nbsp; She licked her lips, only emboldened by his comments to the other elf. "You know the skills of the Peranos, do you?" She looked him over with a gaze that spoke of lust; the man was damn sexy. "But I see that you know the skills of the <em>male</em> Peranos better." Male Peranos her foot. She wanted to know who he really was.&nbsp; "I kind of knew that by looking at you. You have that… aura about you."&nbsp; Chuckling, she stepped back. "Who are you, anyway? Who are you to ask us to stay here, in the enemy territory as you call it." <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>OHWceta</strong> on <strong>05-02-2013, 02:25:31</strong>
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				Name: Juno<br>Current Form: Human Form, Peranos<br>Players Nearby: Nilofer, Cirven, Safiya<br>Location: Forest Near Koann, moving towards Myeliae<br><hr> <br>Here, there, it has to get boring after a while, and personally I'm not too fond of being killed by Centos, "Juno stated casually. He didn't neccessarily dislike Cirven, it was merely the suggestion of staying here that made Juno mentally cringe.<br><br>Upon mentioning his knowledge of Peranos skills Juno cringed even further, there was a very good chance they'd catch on that he wasn't really Peranos if he was as familiar with their kind as he claimed, and the other girl, being Peranos herself was bound to catch on, she already seemed a bit suspicious to him but she did defend him earlier. Unfortunately for Juno the Haas girl was a wild card. he couldn't be sure or not if she'd choose to out him for what he really was. <em>They aren't falling for it....I should have thought this through a little better before joining a group of elves, especially when one's a Peranos herself.</em><br><br>Juno could only hope that they wouldn't be forced into a fight.<br>"Say....just out of curiousity, are any of you familiar with Magic.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Flower</strong> on <strong>05-02-2013, 03:03:15</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://25.media.tumblr.com/d3d54e1575e8c9d8df68779f5d609eab/tumblr_mg9sd2vDgp1r976s2o1_1280.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Safiya<br><strong>Current Form:</strong> Human form, Haas<br><strong>Players Nearby:</strong> Nilofer, Cirven, Juno<br><strong>Location:</strong> Moving away from Koann, the centos city<br><hr><br>The interactions between the elves caused her to life a brow since she could not help but wonder if there was another reason behind&nbsp; their dislike. She turned her attention back to the horse, wondering if she wanted to risk touching it or not. The creature seemed gentle enough. Finally, she gained enough courage to reach out her fingertips to graze over the creature's muzzle before quickly withdrawing her hand away. A content smile crossed her features upon feeling the softness of its skin so unlike her scales. Content with the experience, she turned around to look at the other three. Her eyes shifted to the Peranos woman rather than the other ones upon hearing about her being escorted back to her home. <br><br>Just then she was raged at for asking a logical question. How was she supposed to know she was not a deserter? <strong>"Oh."</strong> She said with a thoughtful press of her finger to her chin. <strong>"What do you do when on the homefront?"</strong> Maybe she could do something else with roots or other materials gathered from the earth for the battle.<br><br>Safiya crinkled her nose in thought then a few seconds later spoke what was brewing in her mind. <strong>"I want to see this place of yours. Your ne--home."</strong> Not just the place but their selections in clothing as well. It would be nice to see more of their horses as well. Fascinating creatures, not to be eaten unless in times of great despair when nothing else was available. <strong>"What am I to call it?"</strong> The question sparked up a few more. <strong>"What am I to call you all if we are to be around each other? If you refuse then I will just make up something to call you."</strong> Names would make separating them a bit better in her mind. Her gaze flashed to the Trithos male with pure amusement. <strong>"You look like a Katharian."</strong><br><br>Part of her felt like the Peranos woman was unfair. <strong>"Killing is a necessity."</strong> It was commons sense in her eyes. It was not really a question of enjoyment although she did find satisfaction in the hunt and subsequent kill. It truly was a difficult question. She was going to say more on the topic but then Juno decided to ask a question that made her visibly cringe. Why would he ask such a question? Instead of responding, she kept her mouth glued tightly together then moved over to look at the soldier's belongings. Being a dragon, she understood the need to not touch another's stuff but she could not help her curiosity. <strong>"What is this?"</strong> She said pointing to some food visible which looked like bread of some kind. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Deamonbane</strong> on <strong>05-02-2013, 16:58:32</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/0/06/Cirven150.png)</div><div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/79/Cirven150a.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Cirven<br><strong>Current Form:</strong> Trithos<br><strong>Location:</strong> Near Koann, Centos city<br><strong>Players Nearby:</strong> Juno, Nilofer, and Safiya<br><br><hr><br>Cirven found the Peranos woman oddly intriguing. Normally, she would be considered irritating in his eyes, merely to be tolerated with a smile because she was a lady. But now... her words even elicited a chuckle. Maybe it was the fact that he was in need of some company, having been on his own for the past few weeks, or maybe another reason. Only the mention that he was familiar with the male Peranos' skills, and the obvious meaning that her words had, made him clench his jaw slightly, and his already pale face lose more of its color. He wasn't angry. He was used to the jokes by the Peranos of his camp but he was used to a bit more respect as well. Well, it was the price of remaining anonymous, he supposed, so her forced himself to calm down a bit, his breathing deepened and his eyes glazed over. He counted to ten, and found himself not quite as irritated as before. They were all talking, and he answered each in turn. He turned to the Peranos woman, who seemed to be something of royal blood, or at the very least a noble," My lady, I do not enjoy killing people. It is the regrettable result of war, and greed on both sides. It is merely my job, a job that I am rather good at. It doesn't mean that I like it. It means that I have set aside personal likes and dislikes in favor of service to my king. And I would ask you to remain merely as a personal request. I would enjoy your company a while longer. However, if you find yourself in the need to leave my presence," He bowed crisply," I would wish you godspeed and help you on your way in any way that I possibly can.<br><br>At the other Peranos' words, Cirven found himself reflexively stroking his weapons. An odd habit, and when he realized what he was doing, he would clench his fist and pull his hand away," Very well then, Sir. I would not have you, or your lady remain here any longer than you would see as safe or necessary," He nodded to the man, giving him an odd look," As for magi, yes, we are familiar with it. I will not go into detail, for you should know of this," The Elf was odd. Not much more could be said. <br><br>He turned the the Haas," Call me what you wish, my lady, but my name is Cirven," A fairly common Trithos name, he supposed," Those are my supplies. You are free to use what you wish. I brought more than I could use, anyway," Not entirely true, but farbe it from him to deprive a lady from food, even at the expense of him going hungry himself.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>05-02-2013, 17:47:02</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/f/f9/Nilofer150.jpg)</div>Name: Nilofer<br>Species/Form: Peranos<br>Players Nearby: Safiya, Cirven, and Juno<br>Location: Deep in the forest, heading toward Myeliae<br><br><hr><br>Watching Cirven's reaction to her comments was amusement incarnate. His strong elven jaw clenched and she squirmed on her feet. Yes, she'd gotten under his seemingly impenetrable skin.<br><br>Any familiar with magic?&nbsp; She turned her head and looked at him sharply. That inquiry pissed her off. "Yes, and as you <em>well</em> know as an elf, our magic is not something that we discuss in mixed company."&nbsp; All of the elves secrets were held in their magic, and that magic was sacred. She wondered if the Centos wanted that too. How could she convey now to the soldier that she had lied without calling herself a liar?&nbsp; No, there was no way to do so.&nbsp; She would have to take him to the village and then call the guard. The elf would be captured and questioned. She looked at Cirven with concern in her eyes, she had dug herself a little ditch she had a feeling. Perhaps a pit. <br><br>What was with all of the goddamned questions from the woman Safiya? "I cook, make baskets, anything that I want. I am always prepared to take up arms to defend my people, and they do the same."&nbsp; The way that Safiya spoke made her suspicious too. "Fine, I'll take you there, and then you can see the beauty of all of our clothing."&nbsp; And too be met by the guards if anything were to be amiss. <br><br>She suddenly realized that Safiya was right; they hadn't given their names. Her brow furrowed when the Trithos male called himself Cirven. No last name was given but the hair on the back of her neck stood up and her stomach churned. Her eyes went back to his frame, stature… "Nilofer," she replied. While Cirven could possibly be common, Nilofer was not. She was one of three Nilofers, all of whom she was descendent of.&nbsp; <br><br>"Killing, yes, is a necessity. For food. But to fight over trees? To kill us elves to take over our homes just to build theirs?" She had never really thought about things in such depth and before that never had she been required to explain it to a stranger.&nbsp; That morning she had awoken wanting peace, and yet as she explained the strife of the elves to another, she began to want Centos blood. Safiya forced her, unwittingly, to see things from another point of view. She would bet that Safiya did a lot of things unwittingly, not just forcing that point of view, or picking out clothes… but much, much more. Her gaze darkened. She didn't know what to think at the moment.&nbsp; Cirven's words over killing brought compassion to her heart and that was not what she wished to feel for him at the moment. It made him likable, and she didn't want that for sure. <br><br><br>Turning to Cirven, she considered speaking in elvish, but that would do no good considering the male elf of unknown origins.&nbsp; "Could you go as far as Myelaie? I <em>beg</em> your escort. I feel that it might very well be a great service to both of our kings." She looked him over with distrust and fear. If that elf was the one that she was betrothed to then she would try some wingless flight off of a very steep cliff. Well perhaps not, but damn if he wasn't doubly annoying. "Safiya, there is food aplenty at my home. His food is probably bland and tasteless. I've heard things about the conditions at military camps. I can offer you the most succulent of fresh baked goodies."&nbsp; Regardless of how she might feel toward the elf that she was betrothed to not much of that mattered with the threat of spies in their midst and there was surely one, if not two. The incessant questions that Safiya sprung upon her made her suspect her, but the magic comment... Was that man in cleverly built disguise? Not knowing how close she was to the truth on that, she decided that they both needed to be watched.&nbsp; Taking them to the village was risky, but once in, only a dragon coming to their rescue could save them. And as Dragons were naught but lore and flight of fancy, they were effectively screwed. <br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>OHWceta</strong> on <strong>05-02-2013, 22:28:35</strong>
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				Name: Juno<br>Current Form: Human Form, Peranos<br>Players Nearby: Nilofer, Cirven, Safiya<br>Location: Forest Near Koann, moving towards Myeliae<br><hr><br>Hearing the mention of food made Juno's stomach growl. He wanted to hunt but he knew doing so would let them all onto the fact that he was not who he said he was. As the remainder made their introductions Juno felt obligated to return the notion, though he disliked giving up too much personal information, "If you must call me something then call me Juno, I simply asked about magic because I ran into an odd fellow recently who practiced it, I wanted to learn more but the Centos carted him off and killed him. Before he died he kept saying something about dragons...but aren't they just myths?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>05-02-2013, 23:18:13</strong>
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				<br><br><hr><br><div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">GM POSTING</span></div> <br><br>Comgal, the Enforcer (http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/5/5e/Elven_Heirarchy.png)&nbsp; <br><strong>Players Nearby:</strong> Juno, Safiya, Cirven, and Nilofer<br><strong>Location:</strong> Overhearing the conversation of those drawing closer. <br><br><br>Comgal listened as the voices drew closer, what in Gaia's name were elves doing that close to the Centros village. He recognized one voice all too well, that flighty,&nbsp; basket weaving little moron had wandered off again.&nbsp; She had only one reprimand left, damn it it! It was war time! Did these civilian elves have a death wish? Did they not see the importance, not understand the direness of the situation at hand? <br><br>His eyes narrowed, listening to the elven voice that he didn't recognize. He heard a general that he knew, one that had served well and honorably and understood the man's thoughts which were expressed, though Comgal personally enjoyed the carnage and the mounting numbers of Centos bodies, his honor determined by his kills. <br><br>The strange elf knew much about the Centos.&nbsp; Comgal signaled the six enforcers current in his squad, and they moved forward, grabbing the two elves and leaving the General free. Before grabbing Juno as they stepped forward from the trees, his sword was plucked from his hand before he could see the elves coming at him, leaving him defenseless. They grabbed what appeared to be a Haas female, but their touch was gentle with her.&nbsp; <br><br>"Nilofer, fancy meeting you here." His eyes and voice were cold. "You do yourself and your family a <em>great</em> dishonor with your continued trouble making and lack of value for your own life."&nbsp; The only reason she wasn't being cuffed for treason with the unknown elf was because he heard her ask Cirven to accompany her and his gut told him that the 'service to the king' meant turning the spy in and needing help. His cool eyes turned to his general.&nbsp; "Cirven." He nodded respectfully and then waited to be saluted. <br><br>"Haul them in!" The command was carried, and delivered, the four taken in, though Cirven alone was allowed to walk unaided and unhindered.&nbsp; The touch with Safiya was gentle, she was allowed to walk, but not unaided. If needed she would be grabbed and subdued. <br><br>Hearing Nilofer starting to protest and whine, a firm hand clamped over her mouth and her sounds were muffled. "Ah… the sound of silence," Comgal said with a grin.&nbsp; "Bring your steed, Cirven." <br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Flower</strong> on <strong>06-02-2013, 02:24:34</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://25.media.tumblr.com/d3d54e1575e8c9d8df68779f5d609eab/tumblr_mg9sd2vDgp1r976s2o1_1280.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Safiya<br><strong>Current Form:</strong> Human form, Haas<br><strong>Players Nearby:</strong> Nilofer, Cirven, Juno, Comgal<br><strong>Location:</strong> Moving away from Koann, the centos city<br><hr><br>The young dragoness ignored part of the conversation between the Peranos woman and Trithos soldier since it seemed largely irrelevant and none of her concern. Although, she could not help but notice the male's reaction in comparison of sex. He seemed more inclined to help the woman while indifferent to the male's safety. She could not help but wonder if there was some type of special privileges within both of their cultures toward females. Still, she was not exactly sure why the man seemed so inclined on having the woman's presence a while longer, especially after her sharp choice of words with him. Maybe this was some odd mating ritual? It was at the tip of her tongue to ask further about the difference in duties within their culture. For example, did the males also weave baskets? Were there female warriors? Yet, something told her from the way the woman answered that she was at the tip of the ledge with her already lack of patience. So she decided to wait for another second or two before pestering her with more. <br><br><em>Elves are weird,</em> she thought quietly to herself. <br><br>She nearly wanted to choke Juno when he inquired about dragons then had the audacity to mention their kind to these elves. Didn't he realize exactly how unpredictable they were? It was better if they remained ignorant of exactly what they were and their being in existence. In that moment, the thought of silencing him came to mind. Yet, it would look odd on her behalf to take such great offense to what the others considered a mere myth. Instead, she forced an amused snort to come from her lips as if she could not believe the man's words. <br><br>Upon hearing their names, she nodded while placing the face to the already growing profile of them in her mind. She actually smiled when he gave her permission to peruse his materials as desired. Right when she was about to reach down to take a bite of the strange source of food, her hand stilled upon hearing Nilofer's comment about it. Due to being what she was, Safiya never tasted anything other than raw or nearly burnt meat. Burnt due to her not being able to regulate the force of magi. <br><br>The talk of food connected with the idea of killing so it was an easy enough transition for her mind. "<strong>It depends on your perspective,"</strong> she said with a nonchalant shrug of her shoulders. <strong>"Territory is just as important as food. Your kind's needs might not be as important in their eyes." </strong>She could understand the reason for Centos expansion since it was common enough in the wild. A creature expanded their territory for many reasons. Food. Better location. If something else was there, it would need to defend or die. One thing was for certain, if someone ever tried to take her kind's home, they would live to regret it for the rest of their short lives. The thought caused a wave of sadness to come back to the forefront of her mind. Her kind's land had been assaulted but there was little she could do about it. <br><br>Not yet at least. <br><br>She was about to make a comment when something seemed out of place. Before Safiya could even reaction, they were upon her. Her eyes narrowed, filling with distrust. Why had she been so stupid? All along they made it seem like it was the Centos to fear when in all reality they had been talking to make her lower her guard. She struggled against the hands holding her although it was not as easy to free herself with multiple soldiers upon her.&nbsp; <strong>"Unhand me! I surely hope this is not the way all travelers are treated! Damorta will know of this&nbsp; treatment!"</strong> Her voice was loud and full of distress. Soon enough, she was silenced like Nilofer when a hand closed over her mouth. Never in her life had she felt such disrespect. It made her want to boil over. Her temper got the best of her, and she actually bit down into the poor man's palm. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Deamonbane</strong> on <strong>07-02-2013, 03:11:12</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/0/06/Cirven150.png)</div><div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/79/Cirven150a.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Cirven<br><strong>Current Form:</strong> Trithos<br><strong>Location:</strong> Near Koann, Centos city<br><strong>Players Nearby:</strong> Juno, Nilofer, and Safiya<br><br><hr><br>He listened to the Peranos' voice her statements. She seemed a bit more learned than he had at first recalled. Which further reinforced his theory that she was of noble birth. He almost missed her name among the amusing flutter of her words. What had she said. His head snapped at her, staring her full in the eyes. He knew that name. Only one person that he had ever heard of held it. His jaw felt slack, and it was all he could do to hold it still, locked in place. Is clenched, as did his fingers. Of all the elves in the world, why was it her that had to be here? And just when he was starting to enjoy her company. Just when he was asking her to join him on his trip, just to found out about the rumored troop placements near Koann. Just when he thught that her company was going to be more enjoyable than his loneliness...<br><br>Did she have to go ahead and tell him her name was <em>Nilofer?</em><br><br>His slack-jawed response was lost when suddenly they were set upon. He reacted, faster than the eye could see. His own eyes caught the male Peranos panicking, or at least that was what he assumed, and ran off, disappearing easily into the woods, as Peranos were wont to do. His own reaction was far more intense. Lance and blade came out, the small ruby-studded buttons pressed. The lance sprung smoothly, extending fast ad easy to its full length, about his own height, or slightly longer. He spun it, the sword appearing in his other hand. At hearing the approach, he assumed the worst.<br><br>But when he saw who it was, he firmly planted the haft in the ground to avoid having it seen as a threat. Comgal was the leader of them. He had served under the elf a while back. Not terribly fond memories, but not the worst time in his life either. Circven pressed his closed fist to his chest, nad bowed his head lightly, in respect the the man's higher station.<br><br>He moved alongside the men, taking hod of the reins of his mount, and he followed them. He clenched his jaw at how she was handled. Knowing who she was or not, he couldn't stand for ladies to be treated thus by soldiers," Unhand them, kindly, Comgal," Cirven said softly, in a commanding tone that the men could not refuse," These are ladies, and Nilofer is destined to be my wife," He knew who she was. It was only fair to return the favor," Unhand them. Now."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>07-02-2013, 04:20:43</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">GM POSTING</span> and character posting in one.<br><br><div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/f/f9/Nilofer150.jpg)</div>Name: Nilofer<br>Species/Form: Peranos. Peranos. <br>Players Nearby: Nilofer, Safiya, Comgal and the Enforcers<br>Location: Heading toward Myeliae<br><br><hr><br><br>Hearing Safiya's opinion on the matter, she wondered if the woman wasn't right.&nbsp; Safiya had different points of view from a very different upbringing than what Nilofer had enjoyed, being coddled most of her life by her much older siblings.&nbsp; <br><br>She didn't have much time to even notice Cirven's reaction to her name due to her fears of Juno's actions.&nbsp; What she did notice, however, was getting grabbed and subsequently getting stifled.&nbsp; <br><br>Watching Safiya struggle, she didn't think that the woman would be in much danger.&nbsp; She couldn't tell the woman to calm down because she couldn’t talk. <br><br>&nbsp;<strong>"Calm yourself, Cirven, we have no intention to harm the women." </strong>&nbsp; Nilofer turned quite pale then when Cirven spoke up and confirmed what she'd been worrying about. <em>HE</em> was to be her husband? <em>He</em> was the one ruining her life? She couldn't have lifted her tongue if she'd wanted to, not even to scream for mercy if they started to end her life, so great was the shock that held her jaw open and her eyes wide.&nbsp; It was probably the quietest that she'd ever been in her life. Cirven seemed adamant, as did Comgal.&nbsp; &nbsp;However when Safiya retorted and then bit down on a hand, Nilofer felt the magic course through the trees as the Enforcer holding the Haas woman knocked her out gently with a spell.&nbsp; <br><br>The Enforcer carried Safiya gently, like a child or a bride, with her snuggled up to his strong yet slender chest. <br><br>Nilofer looked at Cirven, still silent, and dropped her head, refusing to look at him.&nbsp; <br><br>~*~<br><br>Twenty minutes later Safiya laid on a grand bed with soft silken covers and sheets spun from the purest of silvers and the grandest of golds. Nilofer sat in a chair with a wash basin nearby and a potion that would ease any pain that Safiya might have from the journey, the spell that rendered her unconscious, and the pure strain of being carried to the village. The potion tasted like strawberries and was not an intoxicant.&nbsp; <br><br>On a round table across the room of the small tree-cottage lay an enormous spread of fruits, breads, cheeses, meat pies, roasted leg of lamb, and succulent desserts. <br><br>Sighing, frustrated with the lack of company, and even willing to settle for Safiya's annoying questioning, she wet a soft cloth with water and wiped across the strange woman's brow. <br><br>~*~<br><br>In Comgal's office, the elf held a glass of elderberry wine. He toasted the other elves, which included Cirven. The hunt for the elf that had ran way had begun, and they would find him.&nbsp; The elf had information, likely about their camps and had been seeking more when he had crossed Cirven's path.&nbsp; Luckily Nilofer hadn't ruined anything and Comgal did believe her when she told him in private that she had been planning to sound the alarm as soon as Juno was in the village.&nbsp; He, also, was satisfied when Nilofer stated that she didn't think that Safiya was a spy, just a traveler enjoying the road, and that she was in danger just as much as anyone else due to the war. <br><br>"Cirven, you did some fine work today, bringing the traitor Juno toward the village so that we might capture him.&nbsp; It will be noted in your record and I believe that when you come up for promotion it will serve well in your favor. When he is finally captured, I do believe that you will be getting a hefty bonus in your salary."&nbsp; <br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Flower</strong> on <strong>08-02-2013, 04:42:11</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://25.media.tumblr.com/d3d54e1575e8c9d8df68779f5d609eab/tumblr_mg9sd2vDgp1r976s2o1_1280.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Safiya<br><strong>Current Form:</strong> Human form, Haas<br><strong>Players Nearby:</strong> Nilofer<br><strong>Location:</strong> Myeliae<br><hr><br>Safiya could care less about Comgal's claims of not wishing to harm her. The exact opposite of that was displayed by his men, and she was very close to losing sight of her reason for not shifting back into her natural form. They were not to know of her kind. Cold calculating twirled rapidly at the back of her mind, providing her with insight of how that could be accomplished. It was likely the same thought which penetrated the mind of any enforcer such as those within the Centos race. <br><br>She would kill them for treating her like a heap of bones. <br><br>All the other conversation went completely over her head in the midst of pure, unfiltered rage. It was a good thing whatever happened at that exact second since Safiya was going to show them the exact reason why they should never rely on just their eyes to evaluate a threat. A rush of something went through her mind, sapping the energy out of her body. A sharp gasp slipped from her lips before the world turned darker than the caves of the nest. Throughout the journey, the dragonness made no noise other than a soft snore mixed with the occasional whimper. Her dreams were still plagued with the death of a nestmate even if it felt like what happened less than a night ago was a distant memory after her encounter with the...<em>elves.</em><br><br>Twenty minutes later Safiya laid on a grand bed with soft silken covers and sheets spun from the purest of silvers and the grandest of golds. Nilofer sat in a chair with a wash basin nearby and a potion that would ease any pain that Safiya might have from the journey, the spell that rendered her unconscious, and the pure strain of being carried to the village. The potion tasted like strawberries and was not an intoxicant.&nbsp; <br><br>She was not exactly sure how much time went by until whatever caused her to sleep lifted enough for her to stir back to life. Instantly, Safiya knew the wrongness of the place even though her eyes had not yet opened. The rock against her back felt entirely too soft, curving to fit her body. Not to mention the scent of something strange in the air. Part of her wanted to hide underneath something but she needed to face whatever might be in the room with her. Slowly, she opened her eyes in time to see something coming toward her face. Thinking it was one of the soldiers, her hackles rose with intent to bite off someone's hand. <strong>"Don't touch me!"</strong> She snapped then instantly regretted it due to the fierce throbbing against her temple. A second later, she realized it was the Peranos woman. Nilofer. Still, her features did not soften. Safiya fully intended to tell the woman exactly how she felt about her kind until she saw something peculiar behind her. A loud growl echoed for anyone with ears to hear from her stomach. In the midst of all the mess on the wood, she noticed something familiar. Meat. <br><br>Pushing back the covers, Safiya rose upward with a hint of a wobble then ambled over to rip off a leg. It was only when she placed the meat in her mouth did she notice the difference. It was cooked. Perfectly. There was no blacken crust to signal a burnt quality. Still chewing, she did not wait to ask her question. <strong>"Who killed this? What is this? What is this?"</strong> The last question was asked after she taste a piece of cheese. More questions might have came if it were not for the reminder of her encounter with the elf she planned to break arms. <strong>"Where is he? That Comgal." </strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>08-02-2013, 16:51:18</strong>
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				&nbsp;<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/f/f9/Nilofer150.jpg)</div>Name: Nilofer<br>Species/Form: Peranos/Peranos<br>Players Nearby: Safiya<br>Location: Nilofer's cottage<br><br><hr><br><br>Nilofer's hand withdrew and she recoiled as if she'd been slapped when Safiya awoke. She didn't know how much more of this whole thing that she could take. Fucking stupid Enforceers and even dumber Generals. <br><br>When the Haas female moved toward the food, Nilofer approached with the little rose colored bottle of potion. "Is your head hurting? This will help and it won't make you giddy." The woman needed some fucking giddy, so did Nilofer. <br><br>"That's a turkey." The answer followed the first question. The second got answered as well. "Roast beef and mashed potatoes. Roasted carrots. Cheese." She didn't know if she was going to have to identify every dish, what in the heck did the Haas Filoth eat anyway? People? <br><br>"That as-er… elf is probably in his office or in his home. The Enforcers stay close, they're some of the higher ranking people in the military. They stay near the Kings and Queens, who are currently here. They travel back and forth from here to the Trithos village to make sure that peace is kept before returning to their own homes. <br><br>She flopped down on the bed and lowered her head. After a moment she lifted it. "He didn't hurt you, he just wanted to get you here safely. This is my fault, not yours, Safiya. You should have ran instead of starting to talk to me. The way Comgal went on I could have gotten us all killed." She knew it wasn't her fault. Not entirely and she hated being scolded like a child. She wasn't throwing a pity party, she just stated fact as she saw it. "Apparently he thinks that telling me that I did really bad and not letting me leave more than five-hundred feet from the village for a month, not even to the <em>Trithos</em> village, will straighten me out. I'm quite lucky that I didn't get a spanking but I suspect that's only because he knew I'd like it. Especially if his hand were to stray." She huffed. <br><br>"And I don't even want to talk about <em>Cirven</em>." She put her hand up and moved toward the food, picking up a piece of cheese and some of the roast beef. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Flower</strong> on <strong>09-02-2013, 03:36:36</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://25.media.tumblr.com/d3d54e1575e8c9d8df68779f5d609eab/tumblr_mg9sd2vDgp1r976s2o1_1280.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Safiya<br><strong>Current Form:</strong> Human form, Haas<br><strong>Players Nearby:</strong> Nilofer<br><strong>Location:</strong> Nilo's house<br><hr><br>Safiya was too busy chewing the delicious meat in her mouth to notice the small colored vial within Nilofer's hand. Her eyebrows scrunched together with obvious confusion upon being asked the question before she swallowed down the food in her mouth with a cleaning lick of her lips. It was then she looked down, taking note of it. <strong>"Did you make that?"</strong> Even though she did not trust the woman, she found her to be more tolerable than the other elves floating around within the trees like insects. <br><br>She lifted the piece of meat to her mouth but did not take a bite out of it. Instead, the dragonness rolled her eyes. <strong>"Of course its turkey,"</strong> she chided with a wave of her hand as if the woman were completely idiotic. Of course, she did not want to acknowledge it was her fault for not being more clear with her questioning. There was a taste on the meat. Almost as if it had been glazed in honey. It just tasted entirely different than her meals at home. <strong>"It doesn't taste like meat,"</strong> she tried to explain in a more accommodating voice since she did not want the woman to become a screeching banshee or speak rudely toward her like how she did toward the male, Cirven. Hey eyes followed the placing name with image as the Peranos explained each piece of food in front of her. <strong>"Elves got something right,"</strong> she commented softly then took another bite of the turkey with a satisfied groan. <br><br>Part of her wanted to laugh when the rude side of the woman appeared again. Something told her Nilofer was not going to call the man an elf at first. <strong>"I will say it,"</strong> she said boldly with a wave of the leg in front of her face. <strong>"He is an ass. Are all your men as such?"</strong> If so, they would truly need some assistance in their their battle against the Centos. Nothing worst than a stubborn ass leading the young. Some of the terms went over Saffy's head but she nodded anyways with intent to bother the elf with questions after finishing her meal. <br><br>Leaning back against the table, Safiya reached over to pop a piece of cheese in her mouth. It tasted sinfully delicious. How could her parents live without this stuff for so long?! She hummed for a second then stopped when she heard a statement that made her laugh loudly. Of course it was not her fault. Why would she ever think that in the first place? <strong>"I saw no reason to run."</strong> Unlike Juno. Despite appearing foolish, he seemed to know more elves meant trouble. Part of her was happy with his disappearance since he was a strange one even for a dragon. Color flooded her cheeks when Nilofer began to talk about spankings. <strong>"You like being beaten?"</strong> A second later, a clarification came. Safiya was inexperience but not ignorant. <strong>"Are all your kind like you? So free in expression both physical and verbal?"</strong> The way the dragonness asked the question, it was hard to tell if she meant it as a compliment or insult. <br><br>Safiya did not blame Nilofer for her reaction to Cirven. If the man was her mate, she would have clipped her wings. He seemed a bit uptight for her tastes. So she did not respond about him at all. Even though Nilo seemed displeased with her mate, Safiya knew females to become very defensive about that particular subject. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Deamonbane</strong> on <strong>09-02-2013, 05:45:24</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/0/06/Cirven150.png)</div><div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/79/Cirven150a.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Cirven<br><strong>Current Form:</strong> Trithos<br><strong>Location:</strong> Myeliae<br><strong>Players Nearby:</strong> None<br><br><hr><br>Cirven saw no more of the woman that was to be his wife after that. She headed off, certainly indignant that he was to be her husband, not caring, and of course, that he felt the same way. It was a pity though. He had begun to enjoy her company quit a bit, enough to invite her to stay, he supposed. But now, knowing her name, and her origins and ties him himself, he suddenly found that he could not be free of her presence fast enough. Cold and callous, he knew, but it was how he felt. He was going to be spending almost a half century with her as his wife, unless he died, a very likely prospect with his profession, and unless she died, also likely, is she carried on with her habits of trailing around so close to enemy cities. Or if, for some reason, their marriage was declared unfit. Which he doubted, since both families desperately needed this marriage to fix the one that had failed not too long ago. <br><br>He was guided to Comgal's office, where after a few words, a toast was serve for the elves in the room. Cirven took his cup gratefully, and, when the toast was declared, he tilted the cup almost completely upside-down, finishing the drink in a swallow. It was a good vintage, the taste speaking of good sun, rain, and soil. It was rare to have this good a vintage, but then, Comgal was an enforcer. He could have practically anything he wished. <br><br>"Thank you, sir," Cirven said softly, bowing his head in respect," As you know, my men have been in their post for almost two years now, and would appreciate the respite that some of the other armies are having now, if only for the winter, sir. They are long overdue for replacement, and, as you have been made aware of, my family, and that of My Lady Nilofer, are anxious to get along with the preparations of our wedding," May my mouth turn black for hastening such an even, he didn't say," For which I would need my men on leave for the amount of time that it would take to finalize the preparations, since I would not have them in the command of another, sir," He had spent far too much time making them the fighting force that they were to simply turn them over to another half-wit of a general," If you would take it into consideration, I would be honored," He bowed his head again.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>09-02-2013, 18:57:52</strong>
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				&nbsp;<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/f/f9/Nilofer150.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Nilofer<br><strong>Species/Form:</strong> Peranos/Peranos<br><strong>Players Nearby:</strong> Safiya<br><strong>Location:</strong> Nilofer's small tree-cottage<br><br><hr><br><em>Well of course it is turkey? Then why the fuck did you ask?</em> "I didn't prepare the dishes, other elves did when they heard that we had a guest. I would joke that because they felt sorry that you had to be my guest, but I don’t think you quite get my jokes, to be honest."&nbsp; She narrowed her eyes. Elves had gotten plenty right, over stuffed ego was apparently a Haas trait.&nbsp; <br><br>"No, Comgal is one of the more strict males with perhaps different views from the others. He had you subdued for your safety and ours. You don't know where our village is. You wouldn't be at fault if someone were to storm it, it would fall solely on the elf that ran. You wouldn't even be considered suspect. But you did assault the Enforcer Hadrian, who is very kind and gentle except when it comes to this war. And rather attractive, he's one of the more muscular elves. The ladies love his biceps… Had I not been dealing with more... unpleasant matters I might have had time to envy you being carried by him."&nbsp; She flashed a sneaky grin that faded as she thought of Cirven. <br><br>Grinning again at Safiya's question, she nodded. "The Peranos, yes. Somewhat so. There are some who expect things to be just so and wear only traditional ancestral robes, some who run around naked as a jaybird and love every second of it.&nbsp; We're all rather… well… fun loving. The Trithos are more staunch, though they still love to celebrate, they're more serious. But if I pounded metal all day I'd be serious too, I suppose. Peranos elves bask in everything that is beautiful, though we do not lose her heads in it, we still have to do our jobs. But beautiful clothing, beautiful things, beauty in ourselves. Sexual beauty is easy… emotional beauty is harder."&nbsp; <br><br>Though she wished not to discuss it, her thoughts did fall back on Cirven. He definitely had physical beauty. He was perhaps the most gorgeous male that she'd looked at in a long time. Why did it have to be him? Why was it that Fate threw her that acorn in her walnut stew? <br><br>How could a man so strong and gorgeous have such a personality?&nbsp; She didn't believe what he said that day, not when she knew his face with his reputation for being a killer. Oh her family had brought her every whisper that they could find about the elf.&nbsp; She had heard that his body was hideously and disgustingly scarred and inked for every kill that he'd made. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>09-02-2013, 19:27:12</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Comgal the Head Enforcer<br><strong>Species/Form:</strong> Peranos/Peranos<br><strong>Players Nearby:</strong> Cirven, other enforcers - Hadrian and Bilzer<br><strong>Location:</strong> Comgall's office. <br><br><hr><br>Comgal was humored by the fact that Cirven was being forced to marry the urchin Nilofer. A gorgeous little one but a disrespectful little snipe. He'd rib the general when they were alone, now wasn't the time. <br><br>"Two years?" Comgal's brows rose. How could that be? Posts were supposed to change every year. A battle weary elf would lose the magic in their hearts if their thoughts were dark too long, a lesson learned years and years before. Elves needed music and celebration to keep their long lives rich and full.&nbsp; "I will see that it is done before you head home. I do not know how that oversight happened, I'm sorry. You and I both know that during war time not everything runs as it should."&nbsp; <br><br>As he moved to the desk, his lips twitched, knowing that his thought and words were both inappropriate. "Are you sure that you don't wish to remain far afield? Your <em>Lady</em> Nilofer is quite the handful."&nbsp; Full of mirth, and with Hadrian and Bilzer chuckling, he dismissed the other two as not to embarrass the General any further. <br><br>"Maybe a will like yours is what she needs, General. She's ran free and careless for far too long." Her parents had been near elderly upon her birth and hadn't the patience to see to the proper raising, or so was Comgal's opinion. Her three much older siblings were all properly seen to. <br><br>"Work with the Marshall Fillin to make sure that these things are cared for." Fillin had been the Marshall for centuries, preferring to handle the Generals than to let others take over his role and mess up all of his work. He worked to train another to eventually take his place.&nbsp; The General would be well familiar with Fillin's equal and fair views. <br><br>"By the way, should you wish to know if your 'Lady' is good at 'things', you could ask Hadrian."&nbsp; He chuckled and signed the paper that granted Cirven's troops a minimum of year home and doomed the next rotation a year out. The only thing that would and could change that was escalation in the war and the troops needed. "I only tease, but I would definitely be curious about such matters. Those things make sometimes even the shrillest harpy more easy to bear." Handing over the papers he nodded. "I apologize again for the oversight. Bring the men home and we'll have a celebration between both villages, as is usual when troops return safely."&nbsp; He kept the part about making sure that no one overdid it with elderberry wine to himself, as teasing was one thing and rudeness was quite another. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Flower</strong> on <strong>10-02-2013, 00:50:10</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://25.media.tumblr.com/d3d54e1575e8c9d8df68779f5d609eab/tumblr_mg9sd2vDgp1r976s2o1_1280.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Safiya<br><strong>Current Form:</strong> Human form, Haas<br><strong>Players Nearby:</strong> Nilofer<br><strong>Location:</strong> Nilo's house<br><hr><br>Safiya was completely oblivious to any agitation her hostess might have felt about her questioning with turkey. In her mind, it seemed like two completely different entities. She wished to learn more about how it came to taste like something other than turkey. Mentally, she filed away the information on other elves knowing more about how to make it taste like so. It would be an interesting fact to take back to Torix and some of the other members of her family. She nodded in agreement on the not understanding part even though it bridged further than mere jokes. <br><br>She took another bite of her meat, chewing, as she listened to Nilofer speak about Comgal. The excuse of why the man attacked her did not hold any weight in her mind. Did it ever occur to him she might not have wished to see their village in the first place? Maybe if they explained&nbsp; their reasoning of not wishing her to know their location, she would have gladly allowed them to keep it away from her memory by taking a nap or something. Instead, he used pure brute force, reminding her of some of the more aggressive dragons back home. Although Comgal looked more like an annoying mosquito compared to their antics. <strong>“I can care less about his attractiveness,”</strong> she said softly while licking her lips.<strong> “Good looks does not right a wrong. If he is half the elf you speak him to be then he would come and apologize for touching me without my permission.”</strong>&nbsp; <br><br>After hearing the woman’s further comment about the difference between the elves, she realized physical touching was something of a commonality in their eyes. It was sort of the same for her own kind but the intentions were different. Nilofer then managed to make the dragoness blush when she continued to speak so bluntly about things Safiya did not know about other than hearing other dragons engage in the act by accident. Nakedness was just was it was back at the nest but the way Nilofer spoke of it made the act seem like more of a statement. Finally, the woman managed to speak of something Safiya could understand…at least a little. <strong>“Are you frightened your mate is ugly emotionally?"</strong> It was an odd way to put it, but she was just trying to figure stuff out. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>10-02-2013, 03:12:17</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/f/f9/Nilofer150.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Nilofer<br><strong>Species/Form:</strong> Peranos/Peranos<br><strong>Players Nearby:</strong>Safiya<br><strong>Location:</strong>Nilofer's tree cottage<br><br><hr>"If you have a favorite dish I'll be glad to fix it for you while you're here, you're welcome to stay as long as you wish, but it is asked that you hang out for at least a night or two for your safety. Leaving now might put you in the path of that rogue elf… there's no telling what he was looking for. I honestly planned to sound the alarm the second we got him back here."&nbsp; Nilofer picked up a piece of cheese. <br><br>"And we're free… <em>I'm</em> free to roam the village, you're free to do pretty much whatever you want. I'm not quite everyone's hated person right now, just Comgal's. I know that it was dangerous to go after the root, but that root will feed me for a month! The baskets I sell will go well into buying the food that I'll need to cook." For that bloody oaf. But then he <em>was</em> at a station and wouldn't be returning soon, surely. She could stall their wedding longer with him away at the war. And should he never come home… well, that would actually be very sad but it would get her out of her family's promise. It wasn't her promise, but that of her family to seal that stupid oath. <br><br>"If you see him and tell him how you feel he likely will apologize." Nilo knew firsthand how kind he could be. "Might even show you what else those arms and hands are good for." Nilofer winked at her and then tilted her head. "People have to have express permission to touch you? That's so strange… I mean, there's such a thing as unwanted touching but… I just don't experience that very often." She snickered. <br><br>Mention of her 'mate' sobered her and brought her chin high in the air. "Yes, well you can tell that he is as well as I can. He's not ugly physically but he's a savage beast despite what he told us about not wanting to kill. His reputation precedes him. But.&nbsp; I don't wish to talk about him. Granted I can't keep my mind off of it, but everything you've asked has been about me… and I know so little about the Haas-Filoth… what is your home like? Do you have many brothers and sisters? I don't. I have three older siblings, much…much older siblings. I always wanted people to play with when I was little…" <br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Deamonbane</strong> on <strong>10-02-2013, 04:00:26</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/0/06/Cirven150.png)</div><div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/79/Cirven150a.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Cirven<br><strong>Current Form:</strong> Trithos<br><strong>Location:</strong> Myeliae<br><strong>Players Nearby:</strong> None<br><br><hr><br>Cirven smiled thinly. In one thing, at least, Nilofer was right. He was military to the very center of his being, honorable, and rigid as a stiff one. He had come to teh realization that men and women that respected him did not make jokes that might offend him, and the ones that did make those jokes tended to be his superiors, like Comgal, or ladies, like Nilofer. He gritted his teeth, and forced a chuckle, hoping desperately that it didn't sound like he was forcing it. When the elf turned to the matter of how long his men had been posted, the smile on Cirven's face became more natural," You have my gratitude, sir, and that of my men. They will await orders to prepare to move out with anticipation, I think," He chuckled, this time for real. <br><br>"My lady Nilofer," He almost skipped the 'my', but since the Enforcer seemed so intent on using it, he ceded," was presented to me as wife not as my choice, sir. As you know, most elves are married at a much younger age. I myself chose not to marry, due to my life being almost completely dedicated to the service of the armies. However, an incident occured," The man knew what happened, but it was still a sore subject, and he preferred to avoid it," And the marriage was forced on the both of us. You can imagine that she feels a mite more strongly against it than I do," He smiled at the remembrance of her shoked face, jaw hanging wide open when she discovered who he was. <br><br>"A will like mine would be welcome indeed in her life," He appreciated that the man had sent the two others away, as now the two could speak frankly, elf-to-elf, without fear of what they said leaving this room and entering the wrong set of ears," Unfortunately, unless she wishes to accompany me on my campaigns, something which I desperately wish that she does not, my will has all teh chances of doing little to alter her mood. We are getting married for the convenience of our families. That is all..."Was it? Yes. Of course it was. Just because their initial reaction to each other had been one of mutual enjoyment, didn't change the fact that he was going to be tied to her.<br><br>So why, when Hadrian's name was mentioned, did he feel a hot shot of jealousy course through his body?<br><br>"Yes, I know of the tendencies that the Peranos have of... enjoying themselves wildly," He scowled," And I have little say in what she does or does not do. Besides," He smiled an odd smile. On any other face, it wouldn't have been, but on Cirven's it seemed out of place. An almost mischevious smile press his lips upwards and a half-grin," I don't think she will emply her skills on me anyway. Not that I would entreat her to do so. I do not need her to fulfill... those needs," He chuckled softly and, as quickly as the moment had come, it was gone again.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>10-02-2013, 04:21:12</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Comgal<br><strong>Location:</strong> His office<br><strong>Players Nearby</strong> Cirven. <br><br>"I'm sure that they will definitely have gratitude. I remember the last war, one that wasn't anything this bad. It was bad but this… this is worse," he commented dryly, humor gone for the moment as he remembered. <br><br>"I'm aware of the situation, I've been aware of the situation since you have, possibly before. There isn't much I don't know, except apparently when rotation has been fucked up." He wondered if there hadn't been a skirmish that had delayed the rotation the prior year, but off hand he couldn’t remember.&nbsp; "I'm good friends with Nilofer's father. He was an Enforcer when I was a General."&nbsp; Comgal chuckled. "Oh I imagine that it puts a damper on her whoring ways more than anything. Nilofer has always been a bit of a thorn in my side, she rejected a proposal from my own son in the past. I respect her reasons for it; my son didn't think with his head." His gaze was pointed. "And his own foolish actions brought shame on his head for it."&nbsp; Luckily he'd found a female willing to forgive his dalliances with a Centos woman.&nbsp; <br><br>"Then if you plan to stay away on campaigns, you're essentially free and so is she. Then the marriage is nothing more than a contract. No one said anything about love, at least not that I've heard. Take lovers and let her have her own. Sometimes blood oaths are not beneficial to all. The woman who made this oath, frankly in my opinion, didn't think that any such match could be found and wanted a life for a life, though that wouldn't have calmed her heart. Nor will this. Perhaps she will see the foolishness of her oath before you two are required to bed wed."&nbsp; <br><br>Comgal eyed the male carefully, shaking his head. "We Peranos might very well be free with our attentions, General, but there is more to us than that. When you're married you will have much say in what she does, as she will on your behavior. His brow rose. "You wouldn't even want to taste her wares? Perhaps you haven't been out in the field long enough," he teased. The papers were already signed so the General had naught to worry for. "But careful there, son… Are you trying to fool me, or yourself."&nbsp; He chuckled. "Not many in their right minds turn down a night of passion with a Peranos woman. Or a Trithos woman from what I hear… However, my own wife would have my head if I thought too hard about such things."&nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Flower</strong> on <strong>10-02-2013, 14:58:56</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://25.media.tumblr.com/d3d54e1575e8c9d8df68779f5d609eab/tumblr_mg9sd2vDgp1r976s2o1_1280.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Safiya<br><strong>Current Form:</strong> Human form, Haas<br><strong>Players Nearby:</strong> Nilofer<br><strong>Location:</strong> Nilo's house<br><hr><br>The suddenness of the Nilofer's offer to prepare a meal took Safiya off guard but in a good way. In her mind, the offer was almost equivalent to hunting down an elk or deer. Both actions took time and effort of the creator, almost like a renewal of old or creation of new bonds. The Peranos female's concern was reasonable but Safiya did not fear the elf otherwise known as Juno. He was no threat to her. Still, there was no way to explain that particular fact without going into details. After all, through the eyes of the other elves, the two did not even know each other apart from that one brief meeting. <br><br>She merely nodded her head in agreement rather than defend the deserter. Now finished with the bone cradled between her fingertips, she placed it on the edge of the table then licked her fingers cleaned of its juices. <strong>"Could you not have sent a soldier to retrieve the root?"</strong> Safiya questioned while beginning to move through Nilo's small house. She was not trying to make the female feel bad about her decisions but it was her nature to question in order to make sense of the new world around her. <br><br>Part of her wanted to venture out into the village in order to find out what was so special about it that warranted protection. She came upon a window then peeked out of it through the sheer fabric of the curtains. It was hard to see much from this angle to her disappointment. She glanced back at Nilofer then nibbled her lower lip, unsure if she wanted to even demand the apology know from the soldier. <strong>"Is sex always offered after an apology? I pity of a person says it often. Sounds tiring."</strong> A smile curved at her lips unconsciously upon noticing how Nilofer reacted to her desire to be asked permission for touching before nodding her head. Quickly, she reached up to tuck her hair behind an ear before returning her gaze to the window. <br><br>Safiya did not necessarily agree with Cirven being emotionally ugly. He seemed a tad bit stiff but other than that his intentions seemed to line with that of his kind. Something told her that stiffness would not last around a woman like Nilofer with her tongue and its bluntness. <em>I don't wish to talk about him.</em> She laughed at that since it was an obvious lie. Their conversation seemed to dance around the topic of him, constantly coming back since he filled the female's mind. Turning away from the window, Safiya walked over to take the potion from the woman since her head was bothering her again with its throbbing. Undoing the stopper, she drank it down with a quick gulp then grabbed some bread to nibble on. <strong>"I wish to see this village of yours. Perhaps change my clothes..."</strong> She waited for Nilofer to show her the door then lead the way before starting to talk about a race she had never seen before in her life. In order to avoid lying, which she detested, she mixed the description with hints of truth about her own family safe within the protection of the nest. <strong>"I have a huge family. So many that I have lost count a long time ago. We are close and distant with each other in some ways. Our home has been in the family for many generations. Well-protected with good resources throughout the year."</strong><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>10-02-2013, 22:33:35</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/f/f9/Nilofer150.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Nilofer<br><strong>Species/Form:</strong> Peranos/Peranos<br><strong>Players Nearby:</strong>Safiya<br><strong>Location:</strong>Nilofer's tree cottage<br><br><hr><br>"In a perfect world, yes, I'd have my own staff of soldiers at my disposal. But, unfortunately, I live in the real world and am not a queen." She grinned with a touch of lunacy, but her words weren't intended as sarcasm.&nbsp; "Sadly, none of the guards would have taken me seriously.&nbsp; A solider would have just laughed at me and told me to go find something else to do. They don't care of my need for the root, they care little about my baskets needing strong handles. They have their own lives to worry over, our lives to protect, and their own families to feed."<br><br>Her jaw quite literally fell open when Safiya said that she pitied someone who said sex was often offered after an apology. "If all sex does is tire you out… then you're doing something wrong…"&nbsp; Her eyes were wide and she almost couldn't believe her pointed little ears! "Granted you should be nice and tired… but to tell you the truth if Hadrian offered sex after every apology I'd be sure to make him apologize a hundred times. It'd be well worth the wear and tear on my body…" She mused the thoughts aloud as she stared off into space, a dreamy and again slightly lunatic look upon her face as if she imagined that very thing and the thought excited her. "Oh… yes…"&nbsp; Shaking her head she grinned widely and shoved her thoughts back to the matters at hand. <br><br>"Excellent," she said, rising quickly. "A change of clothing…" A smile curled her own lips. "I doubt that you'd find anything that I own worthy of your notice, seeing as how my clothing isn't something that you find beautiful. And I don't own any burlap sacks…" She stuck her tongue out at Safiya teasingly. "However, I can't let you suffer wearing <em>that</em> and one change of clothing is unheard of.&nbsp; We can stop by a merchant store and I'll let you pick out an outfit that you like."&nbsp; <br><br>Pouting slightly at the tale of having a huge family, losing count… "Oh my! You can't even count them all?"&nbsp; Either it was truly a large family or the woman was simply uneducated. "That sounds fascinating." Close and distant? She wanted to ask if that meant that they were inter-bred, but she didn't wish to offend Safiya, who seemed to have the temper of a dragon. Or maybe a grizzly bear… <br><br>She picked up a piece of stuffed potato and headed toward the door, waiting on Safiya before leading the way. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Deamonbane</strong> on <strong>11-02-2013, 03:44:47</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/0/06/Cirven150.png)</div><div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/79/Cirven150a.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Cirven<br><strong>Current Form:</strong> Trithos<br><strong>Location:</strong> Myeliae<br><strong>Players Nearby:</strong> Comgal<br><br><hr><br>Cirven had not been around for the last war. Well, he had, but it had been a quick affair. He had been a soldier at the time. Well, an officer, due to his family's influence, but nothing too regal. More like a grunt in the garb of an officer. He had owned the apparell, though, and he had clawed and scratched and fought his way up to the top. In his opinion, he was the only general that had earned his armor. The other ones had differing opinions about how they managed their own titles, and about how he had managed his, but, if nothing else, he had earned the grudging respect of the other commanders. This didn't mean that they wouldn't undercut his authority at any given chance, cut him down in an attempt of showing him his rightful place in the ranks of the elven armies, but it also meant that they would think twice about doing anything to him. He was not an enemy that any of them would wish upon themselves. While honorable, he was tenacious, cunning, and deadly. Not likely to take any offense like that with a smile and a wave.<br><br>"As I hear it," Cirven said softly, hoping no one would hear of him speaking of his wife in such a manner," Nilofer is a bit old to be unwed. Which was why I was selected to be the link to our families in the first place," He shook his head," Hopes are a fool's food. What will happen will happen, and could not happen any other way. I will have my best endeavor to see what I want to be done, but should it fall against my wishes, you will not hear a word of complaint from me," He nodded, and filled his glass a second time/ Two cups was about the limit for him. He wouldn't want to end with a similar fate as his fool of a cousin.<br><br>He chuckled at the Peranos' words," Not many in their right minds would turn down a night with me, for that matter," He sipped the cup," But that is not a matter to be discussed in polite company," An overstatement for the Enforcer. The elf was a Peranos, and therefore hardly polite company. He wouldn't discuss how he would deal with her philandering with Comgal, for that was a private matter, to be held between him and his future wife. Which reminded him that he needed to speak with her before he headed out again," Where might I find her, if I may ask?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Flower</strong> on <strong>11-02-2013, 14:44:58</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://25.media.tumblr.com/d3d54e1575e8c9d8df68779f5d609eab/tumblr_mg9sd2vDgp1r976s2o1_1280.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Safiya<br><strong>Current Form:</strong> Human form, Haas<br><strong>Players Nearby:</strong> Nilofer<br><strong>Location:</strong> Nilo's house<br><hr><br>This world of Nilofer's seemed both free in thought and mind but also restrictive. She was not exactly sure what to think of its inhabitants and the place. Safiya did not bother to voice her opinion on the root since it would make little difference. Still, if she was in the same position as the female, she would have risked capture to get the root as well and deal with the consequences at a later time.&nbsp; <br><br>Just when she was beginning to see Nilofer in a different light with a hint of respect, the Peranos displayed the other side of her which was inclined to have sex like a rapid rabbit. She truly did try not to blush as&nbsp; the woman gushed about this Hadrian's skills but even a dragoness could not control some reactions. The cheeks on her face turned pink as she averted her gaze to avoid looking the woman in the eye. Still,&nbsp; the Peranos opinion of sex intrigued and fascinated her. At some point in her life, she considered the action as being an expression of emotion with another being, a sharing of self. It was a sacred act to be done between mates. Not everyone with a cock. Of course, other dragons might beg to differ but this was Safiya's opinion. She managed to look back in time to see the expression on Nilofer's face. <strong>"I suppose I will just have to rest assured from your display that you speak true about his talents."</strong> Questions raced through her mind, and Safiya was dying to utter them. It took literal biting her tongue to suppress them. <br><br>She was a touch annoyed when Nilofer teased her about the dress hiding her form from all the world but she recognized it as teasing. <strong>"Hopefully your merchant will have something reasonable."</strong> Upon saying those words, Safiya felt like an old dragon who did not wish for the world to see their wrinkles. She truly did not want anything too hideous. Just something soft and pretty but at the same time not liable to make her trip over its layers when in the middle of escaping some type of unpleasantness. Perhaps that was too much to ask for. <br><br><strong>"You would enjoy some of the males of my family."</strong> Safiya said before lowering her voice to barely a mumble. <strong>Their appetite for sex is just as greedy as yours."</strong><br><br>When they stepped outside of the door, Safiya was both amazed and mystified. An appreciative gasp came from her lips before she walked to the very end of the walkway to peer down at the forest floor which seemed a far distance away. She was not the less bit scared since being in high areas was natural to her. Plus, there was something reassuring about knowing she could transform back to her dragon form and fly to avoid smashing into the ground. <em>I miss flying.</em> This was the longest time she had ever been without the flap of her wings or bush of a cloud against them. Clearing her throat, she turned back to Nilofer then voiced her earlier questions. <strong>"Does Hadrian have a mate?"</strong> If it were not for Nilofer's earlier protest of&nbsp; talking about Cirven, she would have asked if the woman would be allowed to be so sexually free with others once Cirven claimed her but this was Safiya's way to try and respect the woman's wishes. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>12-02-2013, 21:48:15</strong>
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				<strong>Comgal, Peranos elf Enorcer, in his office, with Cirven</strong> Edited names. woopsie.<br><br><hr><br>Cirven was right, Nilofer had fled from being married. "And there's a foolish reason for that. Some of the young ones foolishly believe in love over honor and propriety." He waved his hand dismissively, his features marred with disdain. "Her father has been very disappointed in her for many years now because of her stubbornness.&nbsp; She sees no one's needs or wants more important than her own, as displayed perfectly with being so near to a Centos village in search of a root. You would think that an elf with good standing would just do what they're supposed to. However Nilofer has always been wild and with little regard for her own life or that of others."&nbsp; He didn't truly like the tone of the Trithos elf. "And you yourself are a bit old to be unwed. You too seem to have little concern with the honor of your family in that regard. She was chosen to be the link to your families for the same reason. What fault does she have in the circumstances with which you do not?"&nbsp; <br><br>Comgal nodded. "It is unwise to protest that which you cannot change. Nilofer has yet to protest it officially, which I'm waiting to see, to be honest. She's protested it to her father plenty and he put his foot down and banished her from his home, rightly so, due to her petulance. I do feel for you, Cirven. But I must admit that your plight does amuse me on some level. I don't envy you in some positions, however… some… I would love to be a fly on the wall to see."&nbsp; He chuckled and reached for his tea. <br><br>"Then count me not in my right mind, Cirven, for I would gladly turn down a night with you."&nbsp; He chuckled loudly and took a sip of his tea. <br><br>"I'm sure that she's been remanded to her cottage, on the west side of the village proper. Small place, just for her. Nearest to the bakery, I believe? She isn't allowed to leave the village for a period of time. The Haas woman has been housed with her. Though Nilofer said that she was no danger, I'm not entirely convinced, but do fear for her safety in the light of today's earlier events. I asked that she remain for forty-eight hours just to be sure that she won't be attacked upon trying to leave. Elf or not, no woman will be mistreated on my watch or in my protection if I have a say in it."&nbsp; His lips twitched. "However, whatever you choose to do to your future wife I might turn a blind eye to if you put her over your knee." He chuckled again, a bit impishly. "You might wish to begin a nightly regimen of that to teach her the place in which she belongs. Do you need quarters nearby?" His expression held mirth. He knew that the betrothal was almost at its year, that time ticked away for the delay of their marriage. He both slightly envied and greatly sympathized with Cirven's place in life.&nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>12-02-2013, 22:06:25</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/f/f9/Nilofer150.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Nilofer<br><strong>Species/Form:</strong> Peranos/Peranos<br><strong>Players Nearby:</strong>Safiya<br><strong>Location:</strong> Passing the bakery and heading for the Tailor<br><br><hr><br>"Well not everyone dresses exactly as I do, we elves revere beauty and whatever they feel is beautiful is what they don their bodies in. If we have to cover up our perfection, at least it should compliment our bodies.&nbsp; That's why I don't like your dress. It tones down your lovely curves instead of showing them off to their best advantage. The dress… makes your bosom look severe. They don't look soft and make someone think about your nipples, they just wonder if they're there at all."&nbsp; She looked her over again. "You have a nice curve to your hip and a lovely bottom, but it's hidden…" <br><br>"Oh? The males in your family, eh?" She grinned and turned, an idea forming in her mind. It quickly died as fast as it birthed, but it was a fleeting one of hope all the same. She couldn't run away and just cavort with Safiya's males, as much as that sounded to be so delightful, her father would disown her and that hurt. Being thrown out had already humiliated her beyond belief. However, it served a purpose of being able to do what she wanted, when she wanted, and with whom she wanted.&nbsp; She enjoyed getting her last hurrahs before her pending marriage. <br><br>Hadrian? She grinned. "Technically yes, but she is on travels and they have a relationship where they are able to spend time with other people. It has its perks, I'm told… Makes them respect what they have with each other more."&nbsp; She shrugged. To each their own. If she had a husband that she loved then she'd never look at another elf so long as she lived.&nbsp; That made her outlook bleak for what Cirven would expect from her.&nbsp; How could an elf so beautiful be so dark in the heart? <br><br>"I hear that they've even enjoyed sharing people in their bed, but I haven't participated in any of that so it's only rumor."&nbsp; They arrived at the Tailor's store and she opened the wooden door. "After you, Safiya. Oh do get something that makes your eyes look like molten chocolate and your hair look even more beautiful. Please… Please don't get anything unflattering."&nbsp; Nilofer looked as if her heart would break if she did. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Flower</strong> on <strong>13-02-2013, 02:49:09</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://25.media.tumblr.com/d3d54e1575e8c9d8df68779f5d609eab/tumblr_mg9sd2vDgp1r976s2o1_1280.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Safiya<br><strong>Current Form:</strong> Human form, Haas<br><strong>Players Nearby:</strong> Nilofer<br><strong>Location:</strong> Nilo's house<br><hr><br>Even though Safiya would not admit it, she could not help but hear the truth in Nilofer's words. Thank whatever mercy out in the world that the female could not read minds. The dragoness knew it would hang over her head for as long as they were around each other. She found herself looking down at her figure, hidden completely under what she now perceived as a plain dress. Safiya managed not to blush when Nilofer began to unexpectedly compliment her figure. Still, she managed to shock her with that mouth of hers. <strong>"I do not see the reason why someone would feel the need to look for my nipples." </strong><br><br>She listened as Nilofer began to talk about Hadrian's relationship with his mate. From the sounds of it, each mating was different rather than being universal within each pair. It sounded reasonable enough. <strong>"I am not sure if I would be capable of sharing. Its already difficult with items easily replaced." </strong> Since she was young, Safiya always suffered from what her mother described as a mine symptom. Perhaps it was due to some of the more precious items within her nestmates being low in number. Either way, she was not inclined to sharing with others without some important reason behind it.&nbsp; <br><br>Quietly, she took in Nilo's village, taking note of the way their homes appeared to be both different and similar at least from the outside. Then she noticed the type of clothing other elves wore. She found some designs tasteful, vibrant colors with elaborate stitching, while others were just downright repugnant. Part of her worried a bit about the tailor but she did not hesitate to go inside when they arrived at the door. She paused in between the frame to listen to Nilofer's request. The way she said the words made her smile then laugh slightly. The Peranos made it seem as if she might die if her choice of clothing lurked in the same category as her current dress. <strong>"I will try to pick out something...pretty."</strong> <br><br>The tailor's store turned out to be full of all types of fabrics and even the occasional fur. All of it was draped across wooden tables to display the finery for those who would take it upon themselves to enter. Safiya's curious nature reared its head, not willing to be ignored this time. She touched and rubbed her fingers against all of them. Still, she was critical of them as well. The extremely bright colors went against her nature to hide rather than stand out from others. Yet, she felt drawn to colors that reminded her of springtime. Lilacs, pinks, and delicate blues. There were some dresses already made so she drifted over to stand in front of them. One called her more than the others. She liked how the fabric looked against her skin when she lifted an arm to place alongside it then it seemed light enough to allow her quick movements. Her nose wrinkled at the long part which looked to be held on an arm or something. Could it be trimmed away? She also wanted it to be versatile. Maybe an addition of the pants Cirven wore...underneath the dress. <strong>"What do you think of this one (http://images4.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20120523115806/spartacus/images/thumb/5/59/Ilithyia01.jpg/290px-Ilithyia01.jpg)?" </strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Deamonbane</strong> on <strong>14-02-2013, 05:03:02</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/0/06/Cirven150.png)</div><div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/79/Cirven150a.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Cirven<br><strong>Current Form:</strong> Trithos<br><strong>Location:</strong> Myeliae<br><strong>Players Nearby:</strong> Comgal<br><br><hr><br>Cirven chuckled, the wine making him more mellow than he was usually. Whereas his usual grouchy self would have at least reacted poorly to the comments made, but for now, he merely chuckled and laughed, knowing that the elf meant it in good taste, and, well, he had to admit that it was funny, from a point of view," Then you stand the fool, sir," He grinned, and picked up a cup of tea for himself," Although, I do not blame you your foolishness, for I, in your place, would do the same," He laughed now, a rare sound, and not one that he enjoyed. He didn't think he had a nice laugh, despite what others said. It just seemed so foreign. He never indulged in parties, and while women were not 'forbidden' to him, he found that he didn't have much time for mirth these days. It felt good anyway, to be able to laugh, even if it was with, and even at a senior officer. He would get demoted for this for sure, but totally worth it. He needed some relaxation, he realized.<br><br>Another sip of his tea as he heard of her 'cottage'," Indeed? He father put her there?" He was wondering if he should tell her that she deserved it and had better learn her lesson, or if he should come to her defense. He was also seriously considering the Enforcer's offer. He might want to stay here until the paperwork was done. He was only expected back at the camp in another week, after all. Which reminded him of his mission. He looked at Comgal," Unfortunately, I came to these parts on duty, sir, not involving spies. At least not directly. I came here to find out about the rumors involving a build up of troops near Koann. I would either need anything that you and your men have on teh subject, or I would ask your help with provisions to continue the mission. If you wish it, of course."<br><br>He stood," I need to break words with her. Once that has been done, bending her over my knee might be an option," He chuckled," Albeit an unlikely one, as I wouldn't want her to hate me enough to slit my throat on our nupital bed."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Angelicant</strong> on <strong>14-02-2013, 16:42:21</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/Shalymar/Avatars/Isela_zpseca87bf2.png)</div><hr><br>Name:&nbsp; Isela<br>Current Form:&nbsp; Trithos<br>Players Nearby:&nbsp; Reo | soon to be Kyrie (Grenadine)<br>Location: Small island chain on the southwest tip.<br><hr><br>After she had tended to his wounds, Isela had let him rest for awhile as she had gotten herself something to eat and cleaned up. While it was true she hadn't needed much to eat, the stressful experience they had both endured had left her feeling a little less full than she was. Keeping a watchful eye on him, she gathered a variety of fruits and berries that she could find and when she had her fill, gathered a little more in the skirts of her dress and brought them back to him.<br><br>He had still be resting when she returned, so while he did so, she sat close to him, weaving some leaves and vines together for them to be able to carry the food she had gathered. She had no idea how long they would be gone, that is, if he still let her stay with him. She knew that she still needed to make things right with him, and after that, she would never mention it again. <br><br>The shift of his body and the touch of his voice drew her attention completely and she set all but a couple of long, sweet, yellow skinned food she had found in a nearby tree to him. She had been in her Trithos form for some time now, and as he settled back, she moved over to kneel beside him. <br><br>"I brought you something to eat, I know you just did, but you also just expended a lot of energy, it isn't much, but they are tasty. And if we are not going back to the others, then yes, we should probably find someplace safe to nest for the evening until, well until we know exactly where it is we are going. That is, if you would accept that I am sorry, and would like me to go with you?"<br><br>While he recouped, she had thought about all the ways she could express herself, but in the end, she had decided upon the most direct. Her cobalt eyes searched his silver hues and she offered him a soft smile.<br><br>"I was wrong to get angry the way that I did, I reacted without thinking and poorly at that. I was feeling so many different things at once. From when we were wrestling and all that weird tingling, to what happened on the beach, then suddenly you were ordering me about like my brother has in the past and I thought you were just telling me what to do, with no regard for my feelings in the matter, regardless of the fact that it had made sense. I lost sight of the fact that you were only trying to protect me, and I should have been more considerate of that and just listened. I just never realized how much you cared. So I am sorry Reo."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>14-02-2013, 18:16:06</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/f/f9/Nilofer150.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Nilofer<br><strong>Species/Form:</strong> Peranos/Peranos<br><strong>Players Nearby:</strong> Safiya<br><strong>Location:</strong> Tailor's in the Village<br><br><hr><br>"My kind is very sexual, Safiya," she said quietly, a thoughtful look upon her face. "While you might not be used to letting people see your nipples, I am. At least the points through fabric.&nbsp; If a man starts thinking about your nipples, then he starts thinking about the rest of you. Pretty soon… he's at your door."&nbsp; She grinned. <br><br>"Well, it's just sex and friendship with anyone but his mate. There's things that he'll only do with her, though it's beyond me what those are. I think that anal sex is one of those, but that's fine by me since I don’t like it much anyway. Someone told me that my cunt is tighter than my ass anyway, so I don't have to fret like most women about getting plugged in the pooper. And I'm sorry for all of that extra information."&nbsp; <br><br>She would freak if Safiya picked out something atrocious. With her hands literally clasped behind her back,&nbsp; Nilofer followed Safiya around, at a safe distance not to bump into each other in a crowded store.&nbsp; <br><br>"Oh that <em>is</em> pretty!" Nilofer agreed. "It compliments your skin tone, and makes your hair and eyes brighter. Though it doesn't show your nipples, I guess it's okay. You won't be staying forever and you'll want something that you can wear at home, where nipples don't seem to be as important."&nbsp; She smirked. "What? I'm being forced into a marriage that I don't want, because some idiot got too drunk and killed someone else and the wife insisted on a blood feud that was almost impossible to fulfill and is ruining my life… "&nbsp; She sighed. <br><br>"I don't really want to spar a discussion upon the topic but you deserve the truth.&nbsp; So… essentially… All I think about is sex, and getting all I can to last my poor life years of memories. I doubt that Cirven will be any good at it, if I even want him to touch me at all, or to touch him. He probably never bathes… and… he's a brute."&nbsp; She reached up and touched Saffy's soft hair, smiling gently as she did. "OH I knew it would be soft… You have the most beautiful curls."&nbsp; Clearing her throat she dropped her hand. "So I do think about sex a bit more than maybe the average elf, though my race is very sexual."&nbsp; <br><br>The tailor and his wife both stood working on a dress dummy, smiling at the two women.&nbsp; Both looked rather randy-eyed as Nilo called it, meaning that they had a hunger swimming in the depths of their gazes. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>14-02-2013, 18:40:42</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Comgal<br><strong>Location:</strong> His office<br><strong>Players Nearby</strong> Cirven. <br><br><hr><br>"It's a good thing, for if you came at me with your personal sword, I'm afraid that we would battle, likely to the death," mirth curled Comgal's lips and he too was at his limit. Anything over that would border on drunkenness and those were waters he wished not to muddy. <br><br>Comgal nodded. "He did, because he got tired of her whining. He thought that having to take care of her own place would teach her some responsibility. He secured the place for her, but she is the one that pays the lease. He has properties, I understand why he put her there, though."&nbsp; <br><br>"As of right now I know nothing of troops near Koann, the place is heavily scouted and rumors when out on the field are rampant because you're so cut off. But remember too that those same rumors can be dangerous. Those alone got you away from your post, on your own. I won't call you foolish, but I will say that you and Nilo are a match made well." He chuckled, still teasing. "But it's not your folly alone, I would have done the same thing I suppose. Winning a war is not done by idly waiting and hoping for word."&nbsp; <br><br>His lips twitched. "Oh, I think that a spanking would do her well, as well as you. Nilofer is foolish, but not violent."&nbsp; He sighed. "She didn't beat my son for cheating on her with Centos women, she just left him."&nbsp; Dark humor replaced the mirth in his eyes. "Personally I'd have beaten an elf who dishonored me with a Centos."&nbsp; He gathered himself. "Go. Go rest up. The paperwork will be done by tomorrow evening, so please stay two nights before heading to the camp. I will send ahead an Enforcer to instruct them to pack up their personal belongings, but to leave the camp itself for the next wave." <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Flower</strong> on <strong>16-02-2013, 01:49:59</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://25.media.tumblr.com/d3d54e1575e8c9d8df68779f5d609eab/tumblr_mg9sd2vDgp1r976s2o1_1280.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Safiya<br><strong>Current Form:</strong> Human form, Haas<br><strong>Players Nearby:</strong> Nilofer<br><strong>Location:</strong> Tailor's shop<br><hr><br>Safiya let out an unladylike snort of amusement when Nilofer mentioned her kind being sexual beings. That was becoming more and more clear by the second. She supposed it could be worst. The Peranos could practice cannibalism or something all the more odd than having the sexual appetite of a randy rabbit. Part of Safiya wondered about the relationships of men and women within her own kind. She never really felt much of anything towards the males of her kind. Not a spark or flare of interest. Did they also rely on some type of physical attribute first before courtship? It was a question to ask one of them whenever she returned back to the nest. <br><br><em>What do I like in a mate?</em><br><br>It was hard for her to simply think of men as a man since most dragons mated for life. Maybe their eyes or hands. <strong>"There must be a lot of men at your door."</strong><br><br>She was in the midst of looking at a piece of clothing when Nilofer began to explain how sex with someone other than one's mate worked within that particular relationship. Her nose scrunched a little at the thought of anal sex but she was not completely disgusted. She could see why a male might want to have sex there rather than in the normal place. Perhaps to avoid unwanted children? <strong>"Its fine. The more detailed your answer, the less questions I have to ask you."</strong>&nbsp; Safiya tossed a teasing glance over her shoulder to Nilofer. <strong>"I know its starting to grate on your already lacking patience."</strong><br><br>For some reason, Safiya felt pleased when Nilofer agreed with her choice of a dress. Her opinion mattered to her. A bright smile curved at her lips, brightening the hazel of her eyes. <strong>"I should probably make sure it fits properly,"</strong> she muttered quietly to herself while stroking possessively at the dress. Even if it did not fit, the dragoness was likely to still take it for herself since she liked it. Surprise appeared in her eyes when Nilofer mentioned the reasons behind her marriage with Cirven. It sounded quite horrible to be honest, and she could not recall the same being forced on a female. Most mates seemed to get along back at the nest with love and affection in their lives. What did you say to someone who did not like their mate? Surely some type of friendliness might grow over time. <strong>"Maybe he might perish in battle?"</strong><br><br>It was amazing how Nilofer managed to make an array of emotions go through her mind at once. Yet, their conversation came right back to what was becoming a familiar topic. So much so that Safiya was not blushing as much anymore at the mention of it. <strong>"I think he might take bathes. I did not smell a foul odor on him back in the forest."</strong> The brute part might be true since it sounded like one must be brutal in order to survive in their wars with the Centos, but so she did not bother to speak on it. Out of nowhere, she felt herself being touched unexpectedly. She frowned slightly but did not try to whack away the Peranos' hand. <strong>"Thank you. Your hair is very pretty as well. Same color as one of my cousins."</strong> <br><br>Her attention turned toward the tailor with expectation for him to come over and help them with the dress. Only, their eyes caused her to cross her arms over her breasts defensively. Their gazes made her feel like she was naked. Nilo's words about her kind echoed in her mind but it did not make her feel comfortable. She steeled herself and leveled her gaze with the man rather than the woman. Hopefully, her not&nbsp; being interested would read loud and clear. <strong>"I want this dress."</strong> Safiya could only assume there would be some type of exchange of currency or&nbsp; service. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Adonis</strong> on <strong>16-02-2013, 23:02:57</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/8/8e/Reohuthumb.JPG)</div>Name: Reo<br>Current Form : Humanoid<br>Players Nearby : Isela<br>Location: Small island chain on the southwest tip.<br><br><hr><br>Hand raised to shield his eyes from the sun, Reo watched as Isela settled beside him. Turning onto his side with a little grunt he wiggled his hip to dig a furrow into the warm sand, making his newer position a bit more comfortable. Curiously, and a bit cautious, he looked down at all of the odd foods. Fish had always been a main staple of his diet, as it was easy for him to catch, a clean kill, and provided enough to fill him for a few days in his larger form. These things though, set before him in odd shapes and colors he had never bothered to taste. They were crumbs, comparatively to his normal meals.<br><br>As she talked and questioned, he remained silent, picking over the berries that were laid out before him. Finding one he thought looked interesting enough to try, he popped it into his mouth and simply sucked at it. All at once, the thing erupted on his tongue and flooded his sense of taste with likely the most sour of flavors he'd ever had. His face screwed up unintentionally for half a second until he got the reaction under control. <em>Won't be eating those again...</em><br><br>Figuring it was probably safer to leave the others alone, he turned his attention back to Isela as she began speaking again, this time in an apology. The more she spoke, the more of a distraction her lips became. As she neared the end of what she was saying, he had to jerk his attentions back up to her eyes so as to not seem rude. The urges in his bipedal form were definitely odd ones, but something that sparked his curiosities. A dangerous thing when it came to the hormonal silver. <br><br>When it came to the end of her apology, he levered himself up off the sand, decided to take the urge and simply let it sort itself out. Slipping a hand to the back of her neck, he took the time to enjoy the feeling of her skin on his palm and fingertips. Reo had to ignore the bit of mild annoyance at the few grains of sand that had stuck to his fingertips and were gently rolling about between the contact. Scooting up onto one knee to neatly straddle her body without setting weight onto her, he finally lowered his lips to hers.<br><br>For such a simple act, he hadn't expected the reaction that it would yield. The "tingling" that she had spoken of was only the tip of the iceburg. An absolute <em>hunger</em> for the woman washed over him, causing his fingers to tighten against the back of her neck for a moment in attempt to keep her in place. Dragging teeth across her lower lip briefly, he finally pulled back, eyes darkened and skin feeling far warmer than the temperatures on the island would invoke. <br><br>"You speak far, far too much Isela," he commented, licking the taste of her from his lips.. Now that he knew the attractions and emotions were mutual, he saw no reason to hold back as he did before. Pressing lips to her forehead, he stood and began walking towards the water, shirking the conjured pants as he did so. As soon as they left contact with his fingertips, they seemed to loose all shape and form and left as silvered smoke into the bare breeze. <br><br>After the small interaction, he wanted nothing more than to take the weight from his body, and cool himself in the mild, crystalline waters that surrounded them.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haloriel</strong> on <strong>17-02-2013, 00:34:53</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/3/31/Melarien3.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name: </strong>Lady Melarien va’Taeloris. (http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/6/6e/Melarien.jpg)<br><strong>Shortnames: </strong> <em>Larien, Lari, Tree Dancer.</em><br><strong>Musical Inspiration:</strong> From Deep in My Heart - Karl Jenkins. (http://grooveshark.com/#!/s/From+Deep+In+My+Heart/4Pinid?src=5)<br><strong>Race:</strong> Peranos.<br><strong>Location: </strong> Myeliae - Outside Council Structure.<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> <em>Observing - open to interaction</em>.</span><br><hr><hr><br><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"><em>A stirring among the men, there was.<br><br>Without surprise to Melarien - Lady Nilofer seemed to be the source of it.</em><br><br>Rosebud lips turned upward into the thinnest of smiles as the middling tall Peranosian elf leaned slowly against her favourite tree - which was convieniently placed at the centre of everything.&nbsp; She had seen the Enforcers go upward and within Lord Comgal's office - and she could count as well as any.&nbsp; Two men yet lingered within. <br><br>A wooden, beautifully carved tea cup was warm and held to hands that had eased many hurts.&nbsp; Warm and yet - quite reserved eyes tracked the people moving toward different shops, while so many of her kind, both men and women alike were armed and ready for battle.&nbsp; A soft sigh left 'Larien at the thought as her eyes closed and she inhaled the bittersweet scent of the tea.&nbsp; It held just enough herbs to keep it palatable to her tongue - though not most others.&nbsp; The warm presence of the Peranos - though perhaps at a slight remove with decades of war upon them did not often call for reservation in the pleasures of life.&nbsp; <br><br>Melarien va'Taeloris preferred it so, however.&nbsp; A sandalled foot dangled from the perch she rested upon, a good distance from the ground, but low enough that she could be seen by anyone that paid attention to their surroundings well enough.&nbsp; Her attire was more functional while remaining a seemingly delicate work of art: the enchanted fabric of her gown lay in a surround of soft gold, silvers, and greens that complimented her very fair skin that held a subtle touch of gold - as if the sun had shared a passionate embrace with the light of the moon - returning forever changed.<br><br>Braided curls fell nearly to the woman's ankles in an intricate design that spoke less of the carefree manner of the Peranos than something ... older, perhaps.&nbsp; It was not as though the 'Tree Dancer' - as some called her, and those especially looking to get beneath her skirts, forever failing - had no passion.&nbsp; It simply burned beneath layers of restraint and cordial manner.&nbsp; High cheekbones and a face touched with an expected hauteur was blended with nothing short of a gentle compassion that spoke more than the few words 'Larien oft chose to grant those that approached her at will.<br><br>Swirling the tea in her cup - she dashed back the whole and tucked the cup into her satchel.&nbsp; In a swift movement the lady stood to stretch, curious when she'd discover what precisely the trouble was.&nbsp; Lips pursed while her eyes - reflecting both the death of the sweetness of the earth and its birthing - swam so briefly with humour and delight.&nbsp; A shimmering of silver beneath her layered gown that revealed precious little of her curves was a mark to the armour she wore betwixt the layers of her dress.&nbsp; <br><br>No points of hardened nipples ready for a kiss from this one.&nbsp; Though that didn't stop plenty from dreaming.<br><br>Eyes fell closed briefly as Melarien sighed, and her golden brown lashes brushed her cheeks, and thinly carved wooden bangles were a pretty, feminine sound upon her arms and ankles.&nbsp; The wind blew in the trees as she skipped down the branches as though indeed caught in the torrent of a dance to court the singing leaves themselves.&nbsp; Her left eyelid was touched with the terrible, silvery scar that sliced into the left side of her face. Decades old and well healed, the impression that she was lucky not to lose her eye was quite strong.&nbsp; Briefly in a self-conscious movement, her fingers touched where it trailed from her forehead to her chin. <br><br>Sandalled feet touched the earth in silence while curved hips swayed in brief while her fingers stroked the tree in a quiet, tender thanks.&nbsp; That one received at least a couple of odd looks especially among the very young, causing a gentle chuckle comparable to the waves of upon a lake to spill free.&nbsp; Upon her back was a deep, perfectly green tattoo of the very vines that had long touched the trees especially the deeper one moved into the forest, while a blessing lay in two elven tongues across her shoulders, occasionally revealed when her heavy braid was not in the way:<br><br><em>'Sweet forest - grant us peace among the wilds.<br>In return the blessed contemplation nor<br>seeking of knowledge never be forgotten.'</em> <br><br>Her back was the only skin Melarien bared save delicate ankles and occasional glimpse of a well muscled calf.&nbsp; On gentle - quite feet she turned toward the central compound to discover most importantly if she was needed.&nbsp; To those guarding the outside of the inner most space of the Enforcers - Melarien swept a neat - though not overly flashy curtsey - allowing the edges of her golden skirts to flick against her legs.&nbsp; It occurred to her that speaking to Nilofer herself was an option - but ... <em>sweet earth take it</em>!<br><br>She wanted an uncluttered version of the events her friend had managed to get herself tangled into.&nbsp; Concern that was perilously close to sisterly - sun forbid that she feel for anyone and allow it seen - flashed over her beautiful and pensive face.&nbsp; <br><br><strong>"If it would be permitted me - I would speak to an Enforcer, presuming I give no interruption of business."</strong>&nbsp; Melarien's voice was soft, sweet with an edge that could only be described as <em>sensual with dancing steel beneath</em> her every artfully granted syllable in the most elegant of elven speech.<br><br>It was rare that she specifically requested a man to speak to.&nbsp; <br><br><em>Perhaps the Lady va'Taeloris was coming around?</em>&nbsp; <br><br>Lips curved faintly upon her face.&nbsp; <em>Doubtful indeed.</em></span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Angelicant</strong> on <strong>18-02-2013, 03:41:41</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/Shalymar/Avatars/Isela_zpseca87bf2.png)</div><hr><br>Name:&nbsp; Isela<br>Current Form:&nbsp; Trithos<br>Players Nearby:&nbsp; Reo <br>Location: Small island chain on the southwest tip.<br><hr><br>Isela watched the change of expression on his face shift several times and it took quite a bit of concentrated effort not to pause in the middle of what she was saying to either ask if he was all right, or outright laugh at those expressions. But soon she was feeling self conscious at the way he had been staring at her mouth. Was there something on her face? Was something stuck between her teeth? When she paused to take a breath, she quickly ran her tongue over her teeth, but found nothing. Why was he staring at her? Absently she licked her lips, as they seemed to go suddenly dry under his gaze. Much to the young Cobalt's credit, Isela had been able to keep herself together to finish what she had to say. Barely.<br><br>They were surrounded by an ocean of beauty, a land filled with rich greenery, explosions of colors from the many different kinds of flowers, plants and fruits, but all she could see was him right now. He had her full attention and she silently prayed he would accept her apology. So when Reo shifted, it looked at first like he was going to get up and leave. Her heart began to pound in her chest and her mind raced to find the words to stop him, she didn't want to lose him, didn't want him to take off again. <br><br>So when he didn't leave, but instead, was straddled in front of her, and when his hand came around the back of her neck, her cobalt blue eyes lifted to meet his silver ones in surprise. The look on his face made her pulse jump, and her eyes never left his as his lips descended towards hers. Isela was sure she could feel every nerve ending in her body come alive and she felt things in places that she wasn't sure what to make of. There was a slight hesitation just before their lips touched as if she worried he was going to pull away at the last minute like he had on the cliff.&nbsp; She, however, didn't pull away, she had no desire to. In fact, she wanted to move closer but couldn't bring herself to do that either. Her body seemed to be frozen in anticipation of his kiss. One that seemed to take an eternity to reach her. <br><br>Though the moment when his lips finally reached hers, there was an explosion of sensation that happened throughout her body. It was like her body couldn't decide which part of her wanted him to touch her more. Whether it was the surprise of how the kiss made her feel or an instinct she was unaware she had, who could say for sure as her lips parted slightly beneath his allowing for them both to explore this new experience more deeply. <br><br>The moment hadn't lasted long enough before it seemed like it was over, but it had been just long enough for that tingling sensation in her stomach to return as it had earlier in the day, and was just short enough that left her wanting more, and that of course was the precise moment that she felt him pull away. The drag of his teeth pulling not only her lip, but a tiny sound from the back of her throat, a tug at her heart as he kissed her forehead, and a stunned expression on her face as she watched him walk away... again.<br><br>Isela knelt there for a moment watching his perfect form walk towards the water. Watched as the clothes from his body melted into that mist with a confused little shake of her head. Reo felt the same way she did! That news made her feel a sense of giddy inside that sent a shiver down her spine. She glanced down at the bits of fruit gathered on her lap, a few berries having rolled down to the sand in front of her. She honestly wasn't sure what she was supposed to do now. Her body felt hot all over and in some places more than others. With a soft shaky sigh, she let the rest of the fruit fall away and she stood having decided to join him.<br><br>One step, two steps... by the third step she was reaching up and pulling at the strings of her dress. Untying them to let it fall away to nothingness behind her. Reo was already in the water when she reached the shoreline. The cool temperature of the water lapping at her feet, she watched him for a moment until he turned back to look at her. Her only thought was she wanted to be close to him again. To feel his lips pressed upon hers once more. <br><br>With a reassured and determined smile she walked then swam towards him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Deamonbane</strong> on <strong>18-02-2013, 05:32:09</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/0/06/Cirven150.png)</div><div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/79/Cirven150a.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Cirven<br><strong>Current Form:</strong> Trithos<br><strong>Location:</strong> Myeliae<br><strong>Players Nearby:</strong> Comgal<br><br><hr><br>Cirven smiled at the Enforcer's words, but it was without mirth, more sad," I wouldn't battle a fellow elf to the death, not if I could avoid it," He shook his head," Too many of us die needlessly in this war as it is," He was one of the few warriors that saw war for what it was. It wasn't that he loved fighting. He yearned for peace more than any advocate of it. The fact was that he knew that warriors were never the ones that started fighting, but rather the ones that looked at tales of battles and engagements and fighting as just statistics, never taking into account that each of the numbers was a life lost, a man with family, friends, and home to return to was dead, lying on the battlefield to fulfill another man's greed. A man that wouldn't even care that he had made his ultimate sacrifice. The fact was that, so long as men like those held power, there would be fighting. And men like those always held power, so, it was just a simple fact of life that there would always be fighting. Those that hated warfare and never engaged in it always blamed the warriors for being warmongers when precisely the opposite was true most of the time. They just knew the awful truth that many others refused to see.<br><br>Cirven had no children of his own, and the only people that were there to obey his commands were soldiers, and these were disciplined, well trained, battle-hardened professionals. These would not so blatantly disobey him like Nilofer had her father. Therefore, he really couldn't sympathize with the man. He didn't know what it was like to have a willful daughter. He had once hoped that he never would. But his marriage was bound to ruin that for him, he knew. Nilofer was willful, arrogant, and blind to anything but her own desires. Something to be ignored and discarded rather than kept around to attempt to teach lessons that would never be learned. <br><br>Cirven shook his head," I don't know what sort of general that you mistake me for, sir, but I am not underinformed. I have my own scouts working over the enemy lands and, while they were unable to return with solid information on it, there were rumors. Centos rumors. And, my army has been at its post for two years now, sir," He held up the figure on his fingers," If they are attacked, they do not need me to tell them what to do there. My commanders are able, some even able enough for a promotion to my station. As to why I took a scout's job sir," He smiled," I could use the feel of the wind blowing in my hair, and new sights," He contemplated that the elf might be right, but he would never admit such thoughts aloud.<br><br>He remained silent as the Enforcer spoke of Nilofer's experience with his son, and he felt that odd twinge of jealousy again, making his stomach tense in a physical effort to quell it. Nilofer was not his woman. Not yet. She could, legally, do as she pleased, and he couldn't have a word sideways. Not for a bit, yet. And why would he even want to have a say in her dealings. He was a warrior, not a husband, or a housekeeper. Once they were married, once the marriage proceedings were completed, including the nupital mating, he would return to the field, and she would return to her philandering. He cared not.<br><br>"Thank you sir," He bowed and saluted, and took his leave. He needed to have words with his future wife.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Adonis</strong> on <strong>18-02-2013, 07:15:50</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/8/8e/Reohuthumb.JPG)</div>Name: Reo<br>Current Form : Humanoid<br>Players Nearby : Isela<br>Location: Small island chain on the southwest tip.<br><br><hr><br>The water lapped at his ankles as he finally reached the wetness that was rolling in all about the island. The shock of cooler water against heated skin was welcome, and he almost groaned aloud at the temperature difference. He longed to feel the chill of snow against his bare skin again, but for now, the cooling effect of water in its liquid form would do just fine. About the point the water began to cover his hips, he turned, and simply let his body weight carry him down the rest of the way into the cushion of the water. The last thing he saw before he submerged himself momentarily was the delicious, and rarely seen view of Isela moving towards him and the water completely nude.<br><br>Underwater, he could hear the bit of splashing, and see a blurry outline of her pale form as she swam out to his location. There was a moment of amusement as he moved towards her under the slowly rolling tide, only to wrap his arms about her swimming form and lift her bodily partway out of the water. Standing with only the tops of his shoulders and his head above the surface, one hand came to rest on her bare bottom while the other sat securely about her waist. While Isela may have been more at home in the water than he, Reo was still no stranger to playing about in the oceans with his siblings. <br><br>Looking up at her nude form, he lightly kissed her stomach, disregarding the taste of saltwater and trying to focus on the unique feel of her skin under his mouth. Giving a little teasing nip, he pulled back with a grin. <br><br>"Was there something you needed? Or just out for a swim?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Angelicant</strong> on <strong>18-02-2013, 09:08:26</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/Shalymar/Avatars/Isela_zpseca87bf2.png)</div><br>Name:&nbsp; Isela<br>Current Form:&nbsp; Trithos<br>Players Nearby:&nbsp; Reo <br>Location: Small island chain on the southwest tip.<br><hr><br>She shouldn't have been surprised when his arms came around her, she could see him as well as feel him. But still, she let out a soft gasp followed by a burst of laughter that died on her lips and faded to a smile that lit up her face brighter than the sun had as he kissed her bare stomach. Never before had she been so aware of her body before, or his for that matter. It wasn't the first time they had been nude around each other. Reo more often than she in that regard, and while she had always admired him and this form, it never made her feel like it was now.<br><br>She rested one hand on his shoulder, and one in his wet hair, her fingers sliding through the soft, wet hair and she smiled at him and her eyes danced with a desire to feel more. Goosebumps appeared on her skin as the cool water trickled down her warm skin combined with the touch and feel of his body caused the dark circles on those soft fleshy bumps upon her chest to harden and ache but pleasantly so.<br><br>Slowly she let her hand drop from his head to rest upon his other shoulder and she let her weight shift to slide down the front of his form so that she was now encircling his neck with one arm, the other hand rested on his cheek a moment. He was so attractive, equally in this form as he was in his dragon form. Her eyes softened and Isela rubbed her nose against his playfully, and ran her index finger over his lips, letting her memorize the shape, and how it felt. "Yes Reo, I need you."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>18-02-2013, 20:14:37</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/f/f9/Nilofer150.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Nilofer<br><strong>Species/Form:</strong> Peranos/Peranos<br><strong>Players Nearby:</strong> Safiya<br><strong>Location:</strong> <strong>Tailor's shop, not Nilo's house :P</strong><br><br><hr> <br><br><br>"The Trithos… they're not as fun-loving as the Peranos, but originally, a very long time ago, we elves were of all one ilk. I don't even remember now what caused us to split up, but some elves moved to the water, the Trithos moved to build cities, and we Peranos moved into the trees."&nbsp; There were a few very serious Peranos elves, like Larien.&nbsp; The woman was just too staunch for her own good. <br><br>"Yes, you do ask a lot of questions," she quipped with a grin. "Lacking patience! I have plenty of patience, you just ask too many questions." <br><br>Lacking patience, indeed! HA! Nilofer's face took on an indignant expression, though it wasn't firmly set. Her lips grew a bit more pouty and her chin lifted with a touch of haughtiness. <br><br>"Well, yes, but the tailors can easily accommodate any fashion to your form." Magical tailors were the best tailors. <br><br><em>Maybe he might perish in battle?</em>&nbsp; "I could be so lucky, Safiya. But no… I don't wish that either. He's just a black hearted shrew but I don't wish his death. I wish that the elf who-" Her eyes darted over to the tailors, who listened intently with a sour look upon their faces.&nbsp; She paused immediately, not about to cause more gossip than she already had.&nbsp; "Nothing. I don't wish death upon him though."&nbsp; <br><br>"Baths? I doubt it. He reeked of patronization." Even if he had asked her to stay, though granted he hadn't known who she was and nor had she been aware of his identity. She was quite sure that he had only wanted one thing. Even her thoughts contradicted themselves but she wanted to see nothing about that elf as being enjoyable, least of all his company. <br><br>Nilofer could tell that Safiya didn't like being touched and she dropped her hand again, trying to respect her wishes. How could a woman so beautiful not love being touched? "Oh. Well then they have a nice color of hair then," she said with a smile that she didn't quite feel. She wanted to pout and touch Safiya's hair again. Damned Haas rules. <br><br>"Then that dress it shall be," she said with a true smile. <br><br>The two tailors moved over to take the dress from Safiya.&nbsp; "This way, dear, so that we can fit it to you." Nilofer moved toward the counter, a pouch in her hand that had been tied around her waist under layers of the dress. <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>18-02-2013, 20:22:49</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong>Comgal<br><strong>Species/Form:</strong> Peranos/Peranos<br><strong>Players Nearby:</strong> Cirven - leaving<br><strong>Location:</strong> Comgal's office. <br><br><hr><br>The Enforcer agreed - too many did die needlessly. However it was what it was, nothing would change the way of war. War wasn't pretty and it surely wasn't friendly. He nodded at the younger elf, agreeing silently with some of his points. Comgal was by no means a war-monger. He did not thrive upon the destruction of anyone. However, he did what needed to be done and he didn't question orders even if he didn't like them, unless something didn't settle with his gut. He had only once defied orders where Centosian children had been involved. They had been sent to live with some of the Haas Filoth on another continent, far from the war. He would not take the life of a child for no reason. <br><br>"I appreciate that you have your own scouts, and I understand your position. I'm merely trying to remind you that rumors can be your death."&nbsp; He wasn't going to argue with another elf when they had both imbibed of Elderberry wine. <br><br>"Have a good evening." He chuckled when Cirven left and began to pen the letter that would accompany the papers that Cirven held, those that explained the error in how long the soldiers had been stationed at the supply depot.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>18-02-2013, 20:29:50</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong>Oilill [NPC]<br><strong>Species/Form:</strong> Trithos/Trithos<br><strong>Players Nearby:</strong> Larien<br><strong>Location:</strong> Outside Council Structure, stationed at the front.&nbsp; <br>[OOC: I apologize for the shortness, he is an NPC and I know nothing of him yet… and do not wish to create him as a character or he will never shut up.]<br><hr><br>Oilill stood quietly at his guard post, his brown hair glinting in the sunlight. His own skin had started to tan from being in the trees so much, and he didn't like it at all. <br><br>His uniform, crisp and perfect, hung against his strong figure nicely and he didn't flinch as Cirven strode past him out of the Head Enforcer's office. <br><br>Seeing Melarian approaching, he allowed his attention to roam over the insufferable woman, a smile brightening his features a bit. "It would appear that the Enforcer Comgal is now available. Would you wish to speak to that Enforcer?" he asked. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haloriel</strong> on <strong>18-02-2013, 20:55:05</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/3/31/Melarien3.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name: </strong>Lady Melarien va’Taeloris. (http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/6/6e/Melarien.jpg)<br><strong>Shortnames: </strong> <em>Larien, Lari, Tree Dancer.</em><br><strong>Musical Inspiration:</strong> From Deep in My Heart - Karl Jenkins. (http://grooveshark.com/#!/s/From+Deep+In+My+Heart/4Pinid?src=5)<br><strong>Race:</strong> Peranos.<br><strong>Location: </strong> Myeliae - Outside Council Structure.<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> <em>Briefly Notices Cirven[little reaction] - Reaction to Oilill[NPC]</em>.</span><br><hr><hr><br><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font">Melarien turned her head as the tall, blonde and armoured elf passed by her on the walkway with ease (Cirven).&nbsp; The man seemed quite focused and on a mission - thus her only reaction was a serene nod of her head - and a murmured, formal greeting in the Trithos tongue - remarkably without the slightest accent.<br><br>It was quick moments before she was addressed by one of the guard, a brown haired man.&nbsp; While Melarien was a stoic sort unless one knew how to worm under her defenses - it was not her way to disregard a smile and general helpful manners.&nbsp; She swept a graceful, proper curtsey to the deference of Oillil's rank - one she'd seen often enough passing this way or another.<br><br><strong>"It would do well, sir.&nbsp; My thanks.&nbsp; It would not do to trouble any that are not free,"</strong> she said in soft, stirring tones, offering the respect the man was due as any guard.<br><br><em>They keep more of us from being killed every day.</em>&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>Breezes blew gently, tugging at her heavy braid and flicking along the skirts to reveal delicate ankles just as touched by gold as the rest of her.<br><br><em>Blessed of moon and sun indeed.</em><br><br>She stood aside out of the way and seemed perfectly content to wait until allowed within.<br><br>Once permitted inside - it could be noted later that on the edge of a branch - two vials of a scentless, perfect ointment rested near - one for each guard.<br><br>While Melarien rarely offered her body - the finest healing supplies that she could make with her own hands were generally given away like scrap cloth.</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>18-02-2013, 21:40:11</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong>Oilill [NPC]<br><strong>Species/Form:</strong> Trithos/Trithos<br><strong>Players Nearby:</strong> Larien<br><strong>Location:</strong> Outside Council Structure, stationed at the front.&nbsp; <br><hr> <br><br>"Most are out giving orders to elves based upon the recent events that have occurred, ma'am."&nbsp; The spy, as everyone had deemed him because of his behavior, was highly hunted and the Enforcers had ridden in all directions to the outposts with letters of warning and instructions of what to do should the elf be seen, complete with a drawing of his likeness. <br><br>"Through the doors and to your left. Please knock first, thrice, upon the left of the two doors so that he knows you were permitted in. A strange security measure but he has insisted upon it."&nbsp; It was not too strange but he had no desire to spook the gentle-elf with talk of spies and doom. <br><br>[I'm going to include the knock so that you don't have to post something with solely a knock involved.]<br><br><strong>Name:</strong> Comgal<br><strong>Species/Form:</strong> Peranos/Peranos<br><strong>Players Nearby:</strong> Larien<br><strong>Location:</strong> In his office. <br><hr> <br><br>Comgal lifted his head again when he heard the knock of an elf admitted by the guards. There were special knocks for special ranks, and this knock told him that it was a female civilian at the door. If it had been a knock on the right of the two doors, it would have been a male. Three knocks was a bit of a sexist thing, indicating three sexy places that he liked to put his hands. It was a system, however sexist that knock might have been, that worked in identification of the person on the other side of the door. <br><br>"Please enter," he called, his deep voice a bit gravelly. Stacking his papers neatly, he slid them into a file as she was non-military and they weren't for her eyes, wondering who she was. He would soon find out. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haloriel</strong> on <strong>18-02-2013, 22:53:48</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/3/31/Melarien3.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name: </strong>Lady Melarien va’Taeloris. (http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/6/6e/Melarien.jpg)<br><strong>Shortnames: </strong> <em>Larien, Lari, Tree Dancer.</em><br><strong>Musical Inspiration:</strong> From Deep in My Heart - Karl Jenkins. (http://grooveshark.com/#!/s/From+Deep+In+My+Heart/4Pinid?src=5)<br><strong>Race:</strong> Peranos.<br><strong>Location: </strong> Myeliae - Outside Council Structure, then Inside Comgal's Office.<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> <em>Oillil[NPC]; Enforcer - Comgal</em>.</span><br><hr><hr><br><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font">Melarien had only responded with a bow of her head towards the dutiful guardsman - yet - after being allowed past him she paused. It was rare and news would no doubt travel through ears swift when she did so. <br><br>Melarien's fingers raised as she looked at Oillil and his companion <em>directly</em>.&nbsp; The lithe digits brushed near a muscled arm but purposefully did not touch - while the faintest sensual warmth stirred in her green and gold changeable eyes.&nbsp; <br><br><strong><em>"My thanks.&nbsp; What the Enforcers wish is perfectly acceptable,"</em></strong> she murmured - and with a twitch of her hips she moved along before either guardsman could react with more than a possible jaw dropping.<br><br>When one wanted rumour to spread that a lady was seeking a lover - guardsmen were very useful for that purpose.&nbsp; At the least, it would probably have Nilofer snarling that she didn't hear it first.<br><br>That was enough to pull a musical laugh from her lips - which was stifled once there was a familiar voice that bade her to enter.&nbsp; She did not speak before hand, simply opening the door and walking through.&nbsp; Larien carefully closed the door behind her, the gilded gold, silver and green layers flashing and shimmering to compliment her faintly sunkissed skin - of which slender, graceful arms, the hint of a collarbone, and her face were visible.<br><br><em>Maddening - perhaps - for one of the Peranos males to view, but I can ... only be what I am.</em><br><br>Larien offered a curtsey which offered a glimpse of a feminine curve.&nbsp; Afterward, she stood and clasped her hands neatly together - regarding the man before her in a subtle appraisal that she'd not given any male in nearly sixty years.&nbsp; Few would have known the look for what it was - though it was likely that this man was frustratingly one of them.<br><br><em>Troublesome that such an urge would appear now of all the possible moments.<br><br>... Clearly, it has been long enough.</em><br><br><strong>"Light of the sweet sun give peace, if blades and arrows do not -&nbsp; sir.&nbsp; May the trees always sing for you, your antecedents - and the heirs of your blood and body,"</strong> she murmured in a formal, old greeting.</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>18-02-2013, 23:36:07</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Comgal (http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/5/5e/Elven_Heirarchy.png)<br><strong>Species/Form:</strong> Peranos/Peranos<br><strong>Players Nearby:</strong> Larien<br><strong>Location:</strong> In his office. <br><hr> <br><br>Comgal had no clue what the Healer wanted or what she was up to, though her appearance in his office did raise a few questions that lay quiet on his tongue as he gave her a polite nod as she entered the room. She was one of the few women who he saw having a calm head upon her shoulders and who wasn't prone to flights of flighty fancy, which annoyed him to no end.&nbsp; She was sensible and beautiful. <br><br>Though he'd known her for a long time, he had much on his mind and wondered what in the tree's reach she wanted. She didn't pay his office a visit very often.&nbsp; <br><br>"Blades and arrows never offer peace, only bloodshed and broken hearts, as well as broken bodies, lie in their wake." The old greeting that met his ears pulled a broad smile to his lips as well. "And the same to you and yours," he returned kindly. "What brings your unexpected yet quite welcome presence to my humble office, Lady Melarien?"&nbsp; <br><br>He leaned back in his padded leather chair, the wooden craftsmanship the best that elves had to offer. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Flower</strong> on <strong>18-02-2013, 23:49:51</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://25.media.tumblr.com/d3d54e1575e8c9d8df68779f5d609eab/tumblr_mg9sd2vDgp1r976s2o1_1280.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Safiya<br><strong>Current Form:</strong> Human form, Haas<br><strong>Players Nearby:</strong> Nilofer, Tailors<br><strong>Location:</strong> Tailor's shop<br><hr><br><br>The name, Larien, meant nothing to her but she understood the comparison. If Nilofer thought the woman serious then it could have been for a number of reasons. Perhaps she was more conservative than others of her race. Still, something more compelling caused her ears to feel as though the lightest twitch went through them. As predicted, the young dragonness could not resist another question even if it would likely drive her Peranos guide insane with annoyance. <strong>"Elves live in the water?"</strong> Fascination could be heard in her voice along with the faint sparkles of it in her eyes. Her rarely used imagination whirled at the possibility of something between Cirven and Nilofer in appearance with the added fins of a fish. <br><br>An Elffish.&nbsp; <br><br>As she waited for her answer, she held the dress tightly to her breasts, openly admiring its subtle beauty. It was one of the first times she ever displayed an inclination towards hoarding. Her fingers lightly traced up the stitching as Nilofer slightly defended her mate from the prospect of death even if it was merely just speaking it. She could not help but chuckle at the title 'black hearted shrew' since it reminded her of something her mother with say but with more disdain and hatred. Something told her that Cirven and Nilofer would come to love each other as most mates did with the passage of time. Her eyebrows lifted when Nilo suddenly stopped speaking in&nbsp; the middle of her sentence, leaving Safiya with unsatisfied curiosity. Even if the Peranos woman was much different than her, she could nearly feel new windows of thought opening in her mind...Some without her permission. <br><br>Even though her new acquaintance removed her hand, Safiya still could not help but frown about being touched. It was not the fact that the action was done but simply not being used to informal touching. At the nest, there was always a reason, and part of her did not like not knowing the reason behind Nilofer's touching and friendliness. Mostly with her siblings, it was due to the need for warmth in the middle of the night, and even then, it was done begrudgingly. There were some dragons who she found trustworthy. Ky being one of them since she never seemed to want her for another other than the occasional companionship. Was that the reason why Nilo wished to touch her? In an effort to ease whatever tension she might have placed unintentionally between them, Safiya pushed aside her own reservations to briefly touch Nilo's hand as she passed by, following the tailors. <strong>"Thank you."</strong> The words were genuinely spoke with the hint of the smile. <br><br>A few seconds later, she was alone with the tailors, completely unsure of how they wished to ensure it being a perfect fit. Maybe they held some type of hidden talent. It made her feel a bit more wary after seeing the look in their eyes. <strong>"What do you need to make sure it fits?"</strong> 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>19-02-2013, 00:11:33</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/f/f9/Nilofer150.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Nilofer<br><strong>Species/Form:</strong> Peranos/Peranos<br><strong>Players Nearby:</strong> Nilofer, Tailors<br><strong>Location:</strong> Tailor's shop :P<br>&nbsp;<br><hr><br>"Yes, some do. On or in. I've only heard tales, I'm only two hundred and fifty years old. It was long before my time. I've heard that their skin has even turned blue! Great travelers come back with such tales and I never know if they're pulling my leg or if they're telling me the whole truth. The elven races split ages and ages ago.&nbsp; I would love to see a blue elf though, especially one that lives under water!"&nbsp; Clearly excited by the thought of it, she spun in a circle with a dreamy look on her face. "I bet their men are handsome too."&nbsp; She giggled and stopped where she stood.&nbsp; <br><br>Grinning when Safiya touched her hand, she nodded. The tailors saw to her measurements with the simplicity of a woven measuring tape that moved upon its own, obviously magical as it whizzed around all of the places that it needed to get numbers from.&nbsp; When it finished, it rolled up and laid neatly on a table while the female elven tailor started to take the dress in. "Just that. Would have fallen right off of you," she explained as she began stitching. "This will only take a few moments."&nbsp; <br><br>The male tailor moved to accept the payment for the dress, his strong and handsome face broken by a smile. <br><br>Nilofer lingered over some material, something a dark cherry red and filmy. Then she moaned sadly when asked when she would be in for the fitting for her ceremonial wedding robes. She cut her eyes toward the tailor, who chuckled good naturedly. "Merely asking, yes, I know, it might not happen."&nbsp; He let loose a cackle that told her that he didn't believe it any more than she did. <br><br>"My old friend, you are nothing but a troublemaker!" she scolded playfully and then purchased one of the bolts of fabric. "I think that I'll make some new window sheers. Could you do the charm that will make the dew drops sparkle on the fabric? I can't seem to get that spell mastered. I mispronounce it and it's not <em>dew</em> drops that end up on my fabric…"&nbsp; <del>lol had to</del>&nbsp; "And I don't want to waste any more money by trying."&nbsp; <br><br>A few moments later, the older female elf brought the dress up. "If you like, you could change in the dressing room there... and we can just... burn this for you."&nbsp; <br><br>Nilofer chuckled and covered her mouth but said nothing, the impish grin reflected in her eyes telling all. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haloriel</strong> on <strong>19-02-2013, 00:34:28</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/3/31/Melarien3.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name: </strong>Lady Melarien va’Taeloris. (http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/6/6e/Melarien.jpg)<br><strong>Shortnames: </strong> <em>Larien, Lari, Tree Dancer.</em><br><strong>Musical Inspiration:</strong> From Deep in My Heart - Karl Jenkins. (http://grooveshark.com/#!/s/From+Deep+In+My+Heart/4Pinid?src=5)<br><strong>Race:</strong> Peranos.<br><strong>Location: </strong> Myeliae - Inside Comgal's Office.<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> <em>Enforcer-Comgal</em>.</span><br><hr><hr><br><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font">Slowly Melarien took a breath.&nbsp; She looked toward the desk - and her eyes flickered back to a warm gold. Comgal's - no. <br><br><em>You fool, focus.</em>&nbsp; <br><br>The Enforcer's smile, though edged with a touch of masculine sterness was not quite near the almost cruelly cold expressions found among the Trithos males.&nbsp; She watched him for a beat too long - perhaps for her usual manners at least.&nbsp; The smile was returned as was only polite, but she didn't return it for politeness - doing so truly because she respected his position.&nbsp; Breathing felt slightly difficult suddenly so Melarien pulled her ankle length, complex woven braid over a shoulder and toyed with it before stepping closer - directly in front of the desk. As a va'Taeloris - she tended to get straight to the point after the exchange of pleasant words.&nbsp; &nbsp; <br><br><strong>"Of course, my lord.&nbsp; The wisdom of those words I will not forget soon at all,"</strong> Melarien said with a delicate tremor in her tone that forced her to pause.<br><br><strong>"I heard the commotion and noticed the evidence of temper riled and soldiers on high alert.&nbsp; I know that Lady Nilofer is involved, as certain news travels fast enough.&nbsp; Is there anything that I ... might assist with?&nbsp; I thought to go to Nilofer myself - but I know she would not welcome ... my brand of speech until she has had time to ... simmer down."</strong>&nbsp; Her brows furrowed thoughtfully as the woman was her friend - and she didn't wish her antics to get her in trouble.&nbsp; She had heard the woman's name spoken some time earlier by a different, and extremely annoyed guardsman - though his manner had admittedly been so over the alert that was like all but wind in the trees - which meant ears were listening keenly - to be sure. <br><br><em>I hope it will mean there is no lasting attack - not now.&nbsp; Perhaps those foolish ... Centos children will drink themselves into a stupor.</em><br><br>Briefly her hand brushed over the silvery scar upon her face self consciously - and Melarien stared at her feet.<br><br><em>What, by the love of the bright leaves, is wrong with me today?</em><br><br>A shiver curled down her spine as she let go of her braid, letting the heavy, elegant length swing free to tap the curve of one hip.&nbsp; The motion betrayed the faint brush of the sound of the sleek chain armour beneath the layers of her dress.<br><br><em>Thank the sweet earth for small favours.&nbsp; He won't see a thing that I don't wish.</em><br><br><strong>"I sought plain, balanced truth before ... speaking to her myself - as well as to be informed of any healing that might be needed.&nbsp; It was not my intent to take up much of your time, my lord. I knew that you would provide such, especially if ... unencumbered."</strong></span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>19-02-2013, 01:02:31</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Comgal (http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/5/5e/Elven_Heirarchy.png)<br><strong>Species/Form:</strong> Peranos/Peranos<br><strong>Players Nearby:</strong> Larien<br><strong>Location:</strong> In his office. <br><hr> <br><br>Drat. Double drat.&nbsp; It seemed that the efforts to keep things quiet had not gone to plan. Granted, Larien was a bit more observant than most, he suspected of the quiet, calm woman. <br><br>"If there is anything that you could do it would be to prepare your facilities for any incoming wounded. Prepare healing potions in mass to be distributed to the outposts. I don't wish to frighten you too much but there has been an escape of an elf who is thought to be a spy. If you could keep that information close to the vest, I would be in your debt. We may well need your services very soon."&nbsp; He had no clue how right he might be but not for the reasons that he thought.&nbsp; "And you would also do well to steer clear of foolish children who give no care to the hearts of those who love them or the danger they put their own necks in. <br><br>"To her credit, she was attempting to bring the spy to the village for his capture, so perhaps all is not lost in her heart. Or mind for that matter." He gave a quiet chuckle and sipped his tea.&nbsp; His thoughts went to the outcomes of how that could have played out, and he was thankful that his beloved wife was away to the north visiting relatives in Lyrweyn, their young child with her.&nbsp; They'd brought forth three children over the course of their union and the older two had their own families. <br><br>He noticed not the brush of her finger over a scar that he barely even noticed for it diminished her beauty in no way. <br><br>"You are not a burden, Dear Melarien. Your services, I'm afraid, will be greatly needed."&nbsp; He looked mournful of that fact. War made his heart old before its time. Even at almost five hundred and thirty-three he didn't feel aged by any other battle more than he did by the one currently brewing. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haloriel</strong> on <strong>19-02-2013, 02:26:17</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/3/31/Melarien3.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name: </strong>Lady Melarien va’Taeloris. (http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/6/6e/Melarien.jpg)<br><strong>Shortnames: </strong> <em>Larien, Lari, Tree Dancer.</em><br><strong>Musical Inspiration:</strong> From Deep in My Heart - Karl Jenkins. (http://grooveshark.com/#!/s/From+Deep+In+My+Heart/4Pinid?src=5)<br><strong>Race:</strong> Peranos.<br><strong>Location: </strong> Myeliae - Inside Comgal's Office.<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> <em>Enforcer-Comgal</em>.</span><br><hr><hr><br><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font">The mournful look upon the elder Enforcer's face - at least - to the impartial degree that Melarien would allow herself to show.&nbsp; Gently she gave another curtsey - and held it before standing straight and still.&nbsp; Her hands folded before her again neatly.&nbsp; The task he'd asked of her was of course - completed already.&nbsp; It generally was the case that the space outside her actual home used for healing, as well as the communal area for larger, more dangerous tasks was as well taken care of.&nbsp; She merely needed to have someone move the herbs and supplies to the communal space ...<br><br>Melarien remained quiet for almost too long by Peranosian standards - at least for one of her years.&nbsp; She had seen but three centuries.&nbsp; It was long enough to have wed - but she had made the choice not to bind herself so - and with as large as her family was - her father didn't much mind.&nbsp; While Melarien was a lady of the va'Taeloris - she was by far not the eldest of her father's many children.&nbsp; The man in fact had something of reputation for his prowess among women - which was a constant source of embarrassment for Larien.&nbsp; <br><br>A smile was offered in response to his kind words.&nbsp; <strong>"The facilities are always prepared - but I do have a fresh storage of crates that could be carried to the infirmary. The crates are heavy; I don't like to waste the space."</strong><br><br>Her brows furrowed.&nbsp; <strong>"True fear I will save for a moment when it matters.&nbsp; It does me no credit to allow myself to give in irrationally."</strong><br><br>Biting her lower lip - she knew that some of his likely annoyance was regarding concern for Nilofer.&nbsp; <strong>"She is my friend, and ... she means well.&nbsp; It just never turns out as intended,"</strong> Melarien replied carefully.&nbsp; <strong>"Perhaps her marriage will settle it.&nbsp; I will speak to her ... cautiously."</strong><br><br>A smile flickered very briefly again.&nbsp; It was more than the healer usually bothered to display.<br><br><strong>"I will run a double checking to make sure all is prepared,"</strong> she replied stoically then gave a curtsey before taking a single step back.&nbsp; <br><br><strong>"There is nothing further that I need, my lord.&nbsp; I would ask ... that you take a moment to sit in a tree and rest.&nbsp; Even the Enforcer needs peace."</strong><br><br>Politely and with reserved charm - she waited to be dismissed - all while her pulse beat so quickly that it seemed as though her heart would leap from her chest.</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Flower</strong> on <strong>19-02-2013, 02:51:56</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://25.media.tumblr.com/d3d54e1575e8c9d8df68779f5d609eab/tumblr_mg9sd2vDgp1r976s2o1_1280.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Safiya<br><strong>Current Form:</strong> Human form, Haas<br><strong>Players Nearby:</strong> Nilofer, Tailors<br><strong>Location:</strong> Tailor's shop<br><hr><br><em>250.</em><br><br>Nilofer, rude mouth Peranos, was older than her. She was not why the small fact was so amusing but she could not suppress the giggle which rippled from out of her throat. It felt like the elf was much younger due to what she knew of the woman's perception of life and death. Either way, it seemed like the elves aged just as slowly as her own kind or lived just as long from the sounds of it. The way Nilofer spoke reminded her of Torix with his great feeling of something else being out there in the world just beyond where the sun would set each day. <br><br>These were the thoughts in her mind when the tailor and his wife began to take her measurements in the back ground. To their credit, they did not act on the emotion she saw in their eyes earlier. Part of her wondered if it was the lust Nilofer spoke of as if it were something simple rather than complex for her ind or just curiosity for the exotic. Odd, that she of all dragons would be considered something exotic. She tried to make their job easier by lifting her arms up and out of the way of the tape even though it was not necessary. <strong>"Something tells me some might not mind it falling off,"</strong> she murmured quietly to herself while folding her arms around her stomach. Nilofer came to stand over the woman's shoulder, watching the smooth movements of the needle in and out of the dress. Amazing how quickly the Peranos did the action without much thought or even pricking her fingertips with the sharp edge. <strong>"You are very good at that,"</strong> she complimented with a genuine smile, shoulders relaxing. <br><br>The sound of Nilofer brought her out of watching the woman's fingers which she could have done for hours without noticing the passage of time. It was a good thing since Safiya was seconds away from attempting the stitching of her own dress rather than just observing. It seemed as though Nilofer also decided on a new dress. Safiya had to admit the color of the dress would likely look lovely on the Peranos. Red as the scales of some cobalt dragons when under the direct lighting of the sun. "You have a good eye for colors," she complimented then turned her eyes toward the door of the shop, thinking she heard someone outside of it. The dragoness was only halfheartedly listening until Nilo managed to say something truly outrageous. <strong>"Surely there is some other means to protect you from...from..."</strong> Dear heavens she could say the word! <strong>"Rain."</strong> <em>Chicken</em>, she mentally chided herself with a mental pout. <br><br>Thankfully, a likely embarrassing conversation was halted when the female elf brought in the dress. It looked the same only smaller in form. An odd but pleasant excitement filled her, and she ignored the woman's insult about the dress she had wore for as long as she could conjure clothing when turning into human form. <strong>"No thank you,"</strong> she said quickly, <strong>"I can get rid of it myself."</strong> Saffy knew as soon as the cloth separated from her skin it would disappear as if it was never there to begin with. Even though she wanted to change directly into the dress, she did not want to garner more attention to herself than necessary. Seeing that Nilofer was about to pay for her dress with some&nbsp; type of coin of her kind, Safiya felt as if she was further in the elf's debt. <br><br><strong>"Are you ready to go? I think I would like to see where you keep the four legged ones. The horses."</strong> She waited for Nilo to pay for the purchase then went over to stand by the door with her dress held gently in her hands. Already, even though she never wore it against her skin, she loved it. Once out of earshot of the tailors, she spoke about her thoughts earlier. <strong>"I was afraid to travel when I was younger. It seemed frightening to be so far away from all I have ever known. Yet now, I feel...as if it was worth it in some ways. Even if you are abnormal, you know a lot more about some things than me. I think you should seek out the blue elves. Life is too easily ended to be afraid...or caged." </strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Adonis</strong> on <strong>19-02-2013, 04:40:14</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/8/8e/Reohuthumb.JPG)</div>Name: Reo<br>Current Form : Humanoid<br>Players Nearby : Isela<br>Location: Small island chain on the southwest tip.<br><br><hr><br>All too aware of his body's baser reactions, Reo ignored them for the time being. So long had he watched and waited for the time that she would return the same affections that his attentions were more focused on simply <em>having</em> her. The nuzzling gesture was returned, the short facial hair lightly tickling smooth skin now and again, and the finger dragging across his lips was met with a wide, and rarely seen smile as he gently nipped at it. <br><br>"Really? You sure it wasn't just for the swim?" Moving his face in the last few inches, he pressed his lips against hers once more tenderly. The awkward hold he had on her had been suited to the previous position, and now that she had moved, the center of gravity had shifted. The kiss pressed to her would have deepened- had a large wave not rolled into his back at that exact moment, causing a stumble and squawk of surprise to escape. <br><br>Regaining his balance just barely, he chuckled with amusement and shifted his hands. One arm slipped lower so that his forearm was under her bottom to support her, and the other dragged up her bare back, fingers splayed just under the back of her neck. "That's better."<br><br>With another little laugh, he took a step forward to get into shallower waters, a cautionary move in case of another threatening wave. The water around them had cooled considerably, his body naturally seeking to mold what it could to give him the temperatures that he sought to be comfortable in, despite the tropic environment. Though the water had dropped a few degrees, his skin still retained much of the heat from the sand, and moreso from what was being compounded by emotions and natural sex drive. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>19-02-2013, 05:19:57</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Comgal (http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/5/5e/Elven_Heirarchy.png)<br><strong>Species/Form:</strong> Peranos/Peranos<br><strong>Players Nearby:</strong> Larien<br><strong>Location:</strong> In his office. <br><hr> <br><br>"Good," he said with great relief sounding heavily in his voice when she informed him that the facilities were always prepared.&nbsp; She took a heavy weight off of his shoulders. "Just say the word and I'll have my men move your crates."&nbsp; His offer was good, no matter what time of day. They would depend on her care to aide them. <br><br>"It is a good thing that some feel that way, irrationality is nothing to be trifled with. We're trying to contain this. The elf has been confirmed to be neither Trithos nor Peranos. No one has ever seen him before." <br><br>Mirth met his eyes. "Oh. That marriage will settle something but I highly doubt that it will be Nilofer."&nbsp; The Healer's words amused him greatly.&nbsp; "I have a feeling that her future husband is going to speak with her… cautiously, before you can."&nbsp; <br><br>His eyes narrowed slightly. The elven woman had smiled. That troubled him, for she never did. <br><br>"Grounding my energies isn't going to help me at this moment. I have much work to do. However, I will take time to do so in the near future."&nbsp; <br><br>Nodding to her, he gave her the leave that she waited for. He had no clues about her pulse or things that she was thinking, to him she only seemed to want to help and sincerity was definitely at a premium it would seem.&nbsp; Because Cirven was tired and had been out in the field too long was the only reason he took the insubordinate explanation. "Thank you, again."&nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Angelicant</strong> on <strong>19-02-2013, 11:24:34</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/Shalymar/Avatars/Isela_zpseca87bf2.png)</div><hr><br>Name:&nbsp; Isela<br>Current Form:&nbsp; Trithos<br>Players Nearby:&nbsp; Reo <br>Location: Small island chain on the southwest tip.<br><hr><br>Isela laughed playfully as his facial hair tickled her skin, more so when he nipped at her finger and the smile that he gifted her with made her heart do flips inside her chest. His smile was infectious and it was all for her. In all the time that they had known one another, all the little moments here and there, that they had shared, she had never once thought that he had returned her feelings. But now that she knew he did, the possibilities were endless.<br><br>She barely had time to open her mouth to answering his question, before she felt the touch of his lips upon hers again. This time, she saw it coming and met his warmly and welcomingly and while it was a new experience for both of them, she was beginning to enjoy it a great deal. That was of course, until a rather large wave crashed into them and Isela had to grip on to him not to go falling backwards and into the water, which probably had done nothing to help him while trying to maintain his balance. <br><br>Isela was laughing, as she reached up to wipe the water from her face. "I am sure." She finally said, answering his previous question about the swimming. "I think I like what..." There was a breathy moment as she took in a sensual breath when he readjusted their position and wrapped his arms around her, "...we were just doing more." she finally finished. The sway and dance of their bodies turned into a cacophony of motion as he moved them away from deeper waters. There was once again, just him and the way she felt when he touched her, that made her feel wanted, needed, desired. <br><br>So how had she never noticed this before? How in all the moments in the past, playful or otherwise, had she missed how good this felt? There had never been a time she had not been aware of him. But never as much or with such an ache as she had right now. She wanted this feeling to end, yet continue all at the same time. It was very confusing and very exciting. She felt hot and cold all at once.<br><br>And it was getting suddenly even colder.<br><br>"Reo! That's cold!" Isela let out a tiny little squeak, along with a shivering laugh, and arched her body up slightly to get closer to him with the belief that she could somehow escape the chilling temperatures that were dropping considerably. But while it did in fact bring her much closer, her thigh bumping and dragging something hard with her. Her eyes traveled downward at the same time her hand reached down to feel what it was.<br><br>Her eyes flew up and looked into his and all she said was. "Ohhh..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>19-02-2013, 21:20:03</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/f/f9/Nilofer150.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Nilofer<br><strong>Species/Form:</strong> Peranos/Peranos<br><strong>Players Nearby:</strong> Safiya, Tailors<br><strong>Location:</strong> Tailor's shop.<br><hr><br>"Well of course some might not mind it falling off, you have a beautiful form. It shouldn't be hidden by sack cloth."&nbsp; She sighed. "I apologize. I know that you love that thing you call a dress." Smiling weakly, as she didn't truly wish to offend Safiya. <br><br>The female tailor smiled. "Years of practice. Some do it with magical assistance but I like the practice of hand sewing."&nbsp; Though she was very old her face didn't show her age. She appeared only to be in her late thirties, though the knowledge held in her eyes told another story. <br><br>When the male elven tailor chuckled at Nilofer's predicament, she blushed and looked down demurely, a pink tinge cresting her golden skin. "Not rain, if only it was rain, Safiya." She laughed. "Too much stress affects the magic and my nerves. On the whole my magic has been static for the last few weeks. Calm moments are nice though."&nbsp; <br><br>But the dress was done and Nilofer rolled her eyes behind Safiya's head when she said that she could rid herself of the dress. She wouldn't. Safiya would cling to that ugly dress for all she was worth. <br><br>"The horses? You do seem to love those beasts, though… you're not planning to leap abroad a beast and ride it like the wind from our lands are you?" Nilo teased. "The horses are housed on the forest floor, in pens and stables built for them between the trees."&nbsp; She smiled. <br><br>"I might well seek them out after the wedding business is done. The one good thing about him being a soldier is that he would end up leaving me alone for good long bits at a time. That is something I'm thankful for. And while he's gone I'll do what I wish." Oh yes, it would be great fun. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Adonis</strong> on <strong>20-02-2013, 00:18:56</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/8/8e/Reohuthumb.JPG)</div>Name: Reo<br>Current Form : Humanoid<br>Players Nearby : Isela<br>Location: Small island chain on the southwest tip.<br><br><hr><br><br>The distraction from his thoughts was proving to be quite substantial as Reo's body became ever more aware of how enjoyable it was to have Isela pressed up against him. Revelations about shared feelings had come quickly, and already were escalating past a point that either of them had seemingly been before. It was this distraction that had him unconsciously lowering the temperatures of the water around them.<br><br>His eyes had drifted down to her chest as she slid down his body, finding himself licking his lips, curious as to the textures that it would provide his mouth. It was at about that point that Isela made her discomfort known.<br><br>"Huh?" Unsure of what the issue was for a few moments, he looked at her, waiting for the words to process. Thinking isn't usually a man's strong point with all the blood rushing to another point in the body. Especially with having a woman that he found so utterly desirable and engaging pressed up against his body.<br><br>"Oh. Apologies." Immediately, he took control of the errant power "leak" that was causing the change in water temperature, and cut it off. Whatever attentions he had, or thought process he had managed to clear though was quickly shattered as soon as he felt a dainty hand wrap around him under the water. Eyes jerked up to her face as his cheeks actually colored in modest embarrassment. There was a large difference in walking around nude because it was natural, and the feeling of having his manhood gripped solidly. Reo actually felt a little self-conscious for the first time in as long as he could remember.<br><br>He stood stock-still, arms locked around her, hips tense. Slowly, a small smirk crawled across his face. "Now that you have the situation... in hand, what do you intend on doing with it, little lover?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haloriel</strong> on <strong>20-02-2013, 07:54:14</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/3/31/Melarien3.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name: </strong>Lady Melarien va’Taeloris. (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=160364.msg7733223#msg7733223)<br><strong>Shortnames: </strong> <em>Larien, Lari, Tree Dancer.</em><br><strong>Musical Inspiration:</strong> From Deep in My Heart - Karl Jenkins. (http://grooveshark.com/#!/s/From+Deep+In+My+Heart/4Pinid?src=5)<br><strong>Race:</strong> Peranos.<br><strong>Location: </strong> Myeliae - <strong>Inside Comgal's Office</strong>/<em>Then Infirmary Garden.</em><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> <em><strong>Enforcer-Comgal</strong>/Open for Interaction</em>.</span><br><hr><hr><br><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font">Larien's brows furrowed at the Enforcer's words, concern in her face.&nbsp; <strong>"I see,"</strong> she said quietly regarding the elf that was being hunted so as not to cause more bloodshed and mess than that been done already.&nbsp; Exasperation was apparent in her expression while her previously faintly smiling lips pulled thin.&nbsp; A nod followed shortly after.&nbsp; <strong>"I am sure your people will manage the job perfectly well.&nbsp; It is to their credit that ... there is not less forest than we have now,"</strong> she said quietly.<br><br>Melarien bit her lower lip and nodded regarding Nilofer's intended - then her eyes went wide as she rapidly connected the dots.&nbsp; <strong>"Oh sweet earth.&nbsp; It's the icelike man I passed by, it must be."</strong> Her gaze was almost held pity.&nbsp; <br><br><strong>"That ... is not only cruel to him, but her as well.&nbsp; I am sure ... you are right that he will speak to her first, as would be his place as her betrothed,"</strong> she said gently - having no trouble with such words. It was no secret that while she was often stoic, the healer had a considerable compassion for all of their kind that she cared for, or even had never met.<br><br>It mattered not, especially with the numbers they had lost.&nbsp; <strong>"Perhaps the bright sun shall see it they thaw toward each other, for both their sakes."</strong><br><br>She paused briefly in turning away from the Enforcer's desk.&nbsp; <strong>"Be well, my lord.&nbsp; Give your lady, and your kin the sweetest greetings of earth and sun."</strong><br><br>With that - gentle steps took the healer out of the man's office, and she closed the door, leaving it just as she found it.</span><br><br><hr><hr><br><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font">Melarien's steps took her through the primary compound, down past the area where the shops were.&nbsp; For a time she lingered at her favourite tree near the centre of everything - then shortly took herself with gentle, efficient steps to the enormous garden that supplied the central infirmary.&nbsp; It took but a moment for Larien to slide out of her shoes, and tie up the edges of her dress so that the flash of the brilliant armour that looked more like silver silk than metal in the folds was apparent.&nbsp; The woman was perfectly happy to kneel in the earth and start to free the poor plants of the weeds that sometimes choked certain varieties.&nbsp; The garden was a newer change, one that had occurred to keep her and others from venturing too deep in the forest for collecting specific types of herbs that were once found much further south.&nbsp; Now - a Centos city stood in the way of what Melarien needed most.&nbsp; <br><br>It frustrated her so badly - that her hands shook to avoid pulling roughly on the plants.&nbsp; With care, she wound her heavy, ankle length braid out of her way atop her head. Pressing her bare hands to the ground - sweetly the healer began to sing to the plants swaying side to side.&nbsp; The words she sang were old, and something that had in fact predated the elven splicing, but she of course was hardly aware.&nbsp; For Melarien it didn't matter where the traditions came from - only that they were of their kind - rather than others.&nbsp; <br><br><em>They forget but I will never bend.&nbsp; Not ever.</em><br><br>Her voice was low and seemed to hold all the passion of the earth when she sang and gave to plants in the way she chose, sinking her fingers into the ground without care.&nbsp; The scar on her face seemed to shimmer with the rest of her golden kissed yet wintery skin.&nbsp; Like a woman that had survived to give birth and lived through countless cycles of healing and death for not only her own kin, but that of others - she swayed as she sang - the words holding some deep, rich inner pulse of peace all around her.&nbsp; <br><br><em>"From deep in my heart ... how beautiful the earth ... clouds of the west ..."</em>&nbsp; Her eyes closed - gaze like the earth that gave life and took it away so swiftly, while lashes that were a darker brown than her hair lay to high cheekbones and tipped with a soft golden hue.<br><br><em>"From deep in my soul ... how melodic the wind ... wrap near and touch the sun ..."</em> The green vine tattoo that flowered over her back seemed to move with every sway of her lithe, yet curvy frame.<br><br><em>"Darkness of void ... give wisdom in slow breaths ... moonlight kiss thine lips* ..."</em><br><br><em>Sweetness ... it was, at least for her alone.</em></span><br><br><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 6pt;" class="bbc_size"><em>*Written for this scene by Haloriel*</em></span></span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Angelicant</strong> on <strong>21-02-2013, 03:09:26</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/Shalymar/Avatars/Isela_zpseca87bf2.png)</div><hr><br>Name:&nbsp; Isela<br>Current Form:&nbsp; Trithos<br>Players Nearby:&nbsp; Reo <br>Location: Small island chain on the southwest tip.<br><hr><br>This wasn't the first time that she had seen him without clothing it was true, but never before had she really seen this kind of reaction, and she certainly had never touched him in this way before. In hindsight, Isela might have realized what it was if she hadn't just reacted first before stopping to think. But now that she was holding him in the palm of her hand, she instinctively closed her hand around him, curiosity pushing her past her initial embarrassment. They were both a flushed and she had to tear her eyes away from his with his question and his endearment. Letting the tilt of her head and her hair veil her face.<br><br>Though the water was cool, and even she had to admit it was a bit of a relief to the heat that was starting to burn and tingle between her legs. That heat was familiar. It was a somewhat familiar heat that she felt stir within her when she had examined her own body. Knew that when she touched herself in certain places, it was similar to what she was feeling now. But only this time, she wanted Reo to be the one to touch her.<br><br>"I..." She started to tell him she wasn't sure what she intended. She was young and inexperienced and hadn't the first clue on how to proceed, but while innocence kept her from knowing exactly what to say, instinct and curiosity made her act. Isela let her hand slide down the length a bit, feeling and watching, beneath the gentle waves, for any reaction from him that mirrored what she was feeling. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Flower</strong> on <strong>22-02-2013, 01:48:33</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://25.media.tumblr.com/d3d54e1575e8c9d8df68779f5d609eab/tumblr_mg9sd2vDgp1r976s2o1_1280.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Safiya<br><strong>Current Form:</strong> Human form, Haas<br><strong>Players Nearby:</strong> Nilofer<br><strong>Location:</strong> Outside of the Tailor's shop<br><hr><br>Safiya did not bother to comment further on the subject of her choice of clothing. They would never come to some form of agreement due to differing beliefs. She just could not understand what was the purpose of wearing any sort of garment if the intention was not to cover one's self. If she wanted someone to see her body, she could always simply shed away the clothes with a brief thought. Unconsciously, she stroked her fingers down her side, pressing the material of the supposed "sack" inward to feel the curve of her hip. She puckered her lips outward into a soft pout then wiped the expression away before Nilofer could witness the action. <br><br>The earlier rush of heat continued to color her cheeks a delicate pink color when Nilofer further explained her desire for a spell on her clothing. Her overactive mind worked against her for once with a vivid image of the predicaments the Peranos female might have been experienced in the past. Even though she did not have experience, Safiya knew there were a few ways she knew of which could end with being...rained...on. For some reason she could not explain, her mind envisioned the soldier from earlier, Hadrian, with Nilofer on her knees using her mouth for something other than insults. Safiya blinked rapidly to clear the image from her mind then pinched her forearm hard. <br><br>The cool air of the outdoors caused her skin to cool a little. Yet, it took a few seconds before she could fully meet her new acquaintance's eyes. <strong>"We do--,"</strong> she stopped speaking for a moment to clear her throat since it sounded a bit lower than normal. <strong>"We do not have horses where I am from."</strong> Safiya chuckled a bit at the idea of her riding one of those creatures. They were fascinating but she had no need to ride anything due to the magnificence of wings. <br><br>Sympathy flashed in the vibrant hazels of her eyes. Being left along all the time by one's mate sounded like a horrible fate. Who would help look after their children? <strong>"Does your kind often lie to themselves?"</strong> Safiya took a small step forward to truly look at Nilofer's face, trying to discern truth from fiction. <strong>"Or do you truly think being without your mate is acceptable?"</strong> Thinking about it, she sensed this might have been a topic she should have avoided rather than questioned. She did not like it when they attempted to pry into her personal matters so she could endeavor to show the same respect even if it was truly hard to bite her tongue. <strong>"Forgive me. I did not mean to sound offensive. Thank you for your help with the new dress."</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>22-02-2013, 02:25:30</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/f/f9/Nilofer150.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Nilofer<br><strong>Species/Form:</strong> Peranos/Peranos<br><strong>Players Nearby:</strong> Safiya<br><strong>Location:</strong> Leaving the tailors, passing near the infirmary area<br><br><hr><br>"No horses? Oh. I can't imagine living in a place where there aren't any forms of transportation such as a horse. Walking only does so well and us elves, well, unlike some Fae, we have no wings."&nbsp; Nilofer couldn't fathom not having a horse.&nbsp; She used to have her own but she had been restricted from it. Tough love, her father called it. Learning to see what life is like for her without someone to take care of her. Oh she was learning, alright! <br><br>"Lie to themselves?" What did she mean by that? Nilofer's patience truly began to wear thin. Did Safiya not think that she was facing up to the truth? "Do you mean live to ourselves? I'm really confused." Perplexed was more like it. "If I loved my mate, then no, it wouldn't be too acceptable, but even then when elves have been married a long time they tend to travel apart from each other for some time, only to be renewed with their love for each other upon reunion. But I don't love that great oaf's clump of earwax."&nbsp; <br><br>Pouting at Safiya, their feet moved still and she neared the Infirmary garden and the sound of the woman singing to the plants met her ears. Oh. Fuck. Larien. Surely that woman was going to take the piss out of her in some way, subtle or not.&nbsp; She adored Larien but she didn't think that her day could get much worse. <br><br>"You're welcome, Safiya," she said quietly, wanting nothing more than to go back to her own bed and take a nap. A thirty-year one. Rip Van Nilofer. "It's not so much offensive as it is just personal. My voicing my displeasure about this marriage is why I got stuck in that tiny little shack to start with. But if I don't introduce you to Melarien then she will never forgive me."&nbsp; She stepped through the gate quietly. "Oh songbird, where are you?" she called, her footsteps halted with trepidation as she forced her approach upon the slightly older elf. "And this one isn't a typical Peranos, but I blame that on her being a good deal of Trithos as well." She snickered. "So don't go getting ideas that most are like her, because they're not. She's an exception to the rule but she's all factual and seriousness. You'll love her, Safiya."&nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Adonis</strong> on <strong>22-02-2013, 08:54:42</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/8/8e/Reohuthumb.JPG)</div>Name: Reo<br>Current Form : Humanoid<br>Players Nearby : Isela<br>Location: Small island chain on the southwest tip.<br><br><hr><br><br>The shiver that ripped through the pale man standing before her was born more of thrill than pleasure at that point. The barest of pleasures tickled along hardened flesh as Isela moved her hand but a few inches down his considerable length. Leaning forward just a bit, he rested his forehead against her own and closed his eyes. The flex of his shaft was easily felt in her hand as he twitched in response, skin definitely throwing off more heat against her smooth palm than anywhere else on his body.<br><br>That involuntary shiver though soon showed on his face as he fought back a grimace of pain. He had forgotten about his injury, and it was now making itself known as the muscles in his shoulders and back began to burn heavily. Opening his eyes and kissing the tip of her nose sweetly, he took a few steps forward so that she wouldn't be underwater if he set her down, and ended up doing just that.<br><br>Once he felt that she was bearing her own weight, he reached down and unwrapped her hand from his shaft, bringing it up to rest squarely against his lower back instead. "Perhaps we should slow things a bit. I would rather not cheapen such a thing by taking your first time while we stand out in the ocean after having only just brought to light mutual attractions." He never would have admitted it, but a goodly portion of his hesitancy in taking her virginity stemmed from insecurity that his injuries would impede his performance and sour her views of him. <br><br>Re-centering him body in front of her, he dismissed the fact that the heated tip of himself was dragging low on her stomach, begging to be enveloped inside her. Reaching up, he brushed an errant strand of wet hair that was stuck to her cheek behind her ear. Any brute could take a woman's virginity. Reo wanted nothing more though than to romance body and mind until actions were no longer thought upon. He had no doubt that to attempt to take her at that point would result in an awkward, and likely painful ending to the event on his part. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haloriel</strong> on <strong>22-02-2013, 09:58:57</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/3/31/Melarien3.jpg)</div><br><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name: </strong>Lady Melarien va’Taeloris. (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=160364.msg7733223#msg7733223)<br><strong>Shortnames: </strong> <em>Larien, Lari, Tree Dancer.</em><br><strong>Musical Inspiration:</strong> From Deep in My Heart - Karl Jenkins. (http://grooveshark.com/#!/s/From+Deep+In+My+Heart/4Pinid?src=5)<br><strong>Race:</strong> Peranos.<br><strong>Location: </strong> Myeliae - <em>Then Infirmary Garden.</em><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> <em>Open for Interaction - Nilofer, Safiya</em>.</span><br><hr><hr><br><br><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"><em>"From deep in my heart ... how sweetly stirs the air ... clouds of the east ... From deep in my soul ... how bright burns the flame ... whisper dreaming to moon ... Centered on darkness ... passion bloomed first in pairs ... waters wash through all life ..."</em><br><br><em>Peace.</em><br><br>Of course - the Songbird did hear that she was hailed - but the work here needed to be finished.&nbsp; So with nary a glance and only the twitching of long, delicate ears to denote the pair had been noticed Melarien swayed to and fro - singing still.&nbsp; Something in her voice seemed to soothe the space in some way - even if it simply meant that she'd given homage in her song to elven rites, their past - and the history of the cycle of reverence.&nbsp; With a calm, pleased sigh some moments later - the woman stood to her feet after making certain all of the weeds were taken up in hand.&nbsp; With care - these were moved to another plot - and replanted rather than thrown away.&nbsp; Larien's fingers worked studiously, diligently and steadily - and all the while she continued to hum as she worked.<br><br><em>Wisdom.</em><br><br>It took mere minutes for her to complete her task - but likely to those less patient - it might have seemed a good deal longer.&nbsp; Making Nilofer wait a little though tugged an almost wicked smile to her lips - and the laughter that slipped from them held a peculiar and almost sensual warmth - at least for the elf in question.&nbsp; Compared to someone rather lovely like her friend - it <em>could</em> have been deemed almost too subtle to show concern over.&nbsp; Melarien eventually brushed off her hands and walked the shortish distance to the pair of women, flicking her hand over the braided lengths of her curls which were now wound neatly around her head.<br><br><em>Contentment.</em><br><br>Before giving a greeting, Melarien tugged free her skirted layers which when properly settled, bared again only her back, collar bone, hands, and the occasional glimpse of ankle.&nbsp; It was likely a far cry in comparison to much of the rest of the Peranos that one might have come across.&nbsp; The delicate sound of something metallic was evident as well as the healer moved.&nbsp; Offering a polite curtsey - she stood neatly before the pair, lips twitching faintly in reserved amusement.&nbsp; Her head tilted in a study of the two women - while a long look was granted toward the one she did not know.&nbsp; <br><br><em>Passion ...</em><br><br>Finally after long minutes of watching - Melarien va'Taeloris spoke.&nbsp; <br><br>Her voice was soft and pleasantly restrained, while her gaze was a sweetly compassionate one with a steely presence underlying the whole.<br><br><strong>"Lady Nilofer - sun grant you all the sweetness of the afternoon."</strong>&nbsp; Melarien paused - considering how to best handle her thoughts.<br><br><strong>"You ... have been busy, so I notice and hear.&nbsp; I wonder if you have spoken words of welcome to your betrothed?&nbsp; But first ... introduce me, my friend?"</strong><br><br>She spoke slowly and eloquently while taking care not to be rude.&nbsp; While there were layers indeed to this woman, she was almost entirely what one received - save a hint of sadness buried deep where most would not take note of.<br><br><em>Serenity.</em></span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>22-02-2013, 17:09:39</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/f/f9/Nilofer150.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Nilofer<br><strong>Species/Form:</strong> Peranos/Peranos<br><strong>Players Nearby:</strong> Safiya, Larien<br><strong>Location:</strong> Infirmary Garden<br><br><hr><br>"She heard me. She's just busy." Nilofer assured Saffy. "She'll be along in a moment." <br><br>Damn what was taking the woman so blasted long?&nbsp; Nilofer whined and shifted her weight from foot to foot around the point that Songbird was gathering the weeds to be replanted elsewhere. The fact that Larien replanted them made Nilofer proud, but if that insufferable elf didn't put some haste in her step…&nbsp; Oh she heard the laughter but due to Nilofer's own duress she didn't note the sensuality in the tone being anything odd for Larien. She was much too busy focusing on their guest and her own inner turmoil. <br><br>With a huff as Larien kept watching, she patted her bare foot on the wooden floorboards very impatiently. The soft tat-tat-tat-tat sounded rather pointed, or so she thought personally. <br><br>"Lady Melarian, sun grant you some of the speed of a hare!" she teased back, rather sure that the Healer knew that her disposition was far from sweet. <em>You… have been busy, so I notice and hear. I wonder if you have spoken words of welcome to your betrothed?&nbsp; But first ... introduce me, my friend?</em><br><br>Her jaw fell open but for a second and then she grinned impishly. "Oh, quite right, I greeted him with all of the welcome that he is due."&nbsp; Her lips pressed together almost forming something akin to a cross between a devilish smile and a smug little smirk. Something lit up her eyes, but it wasn't quite humor, but nor was it anger. <br><br>"This, dear Lady Melarian, is Safiya, a Haas Filoth that I met upon my…travels." Yes, that was what she would call it. "She is not from around here, obviously, and has no horses at home. She wants to see ours…" She truthfully did worry about going down there to the ground, not sure if that violated her probation. "But I really and truly am not sure if I can take her. Are we five hundred feet up?" She didn't know how tall the trees were. "If we are, I can't go."&nbsp; It hadn't occurred to her that she might not be allowed to set foot upon the sweet earth… The thought visibly wilted Nilo and whatever mischief lurked in her eyes faded and black sadness took its place, taking with it the high stature of her ears which began to slightly droop with resignation. <br><br>"Can you take her?" Then she realized that she had only introduced one way. "OH! Safiya, this is Lady Melarien va'Teloris. She is the Healer of our village. And a really sweet one who loves doing favors for her impish little friends who constantly get into trouble." Nilofer nodded vigorously, hoping it was so. "Especially when wanting to set a favorable light upon our esteemed village?" Nilo's one was hopeful. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Deamonbane</strong> on <strong>23-02-2013, 04:13:33</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/0/06/Cirven150.png)</div><div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/79/Cirven150a.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Cirven<br><strong>Current Form:</strong> Trithos<br><strong>Location:</strong> Myeliae<br><strong>Players Nearby:</strong> None<br><br><hr><br>A gentle bow in the direction of the female healer, whom he did not recognize, in response to her words. Peranos, wild and fun-loving elves that they were, were also very proud, especially when it came to their distant cousins, the Trithos. The Trithos were as well, and never did one of the races greet the other with the words of the other race. It just wasn't done, and Cirven had to resist the urge to look and stare at her for this break in... protocol? She hadn't broken any rules of etiquette, and had actually be extremely polite to the Trithos. But looked and stare he did not, simply mumbling the proper words in response. She was in a hurry, it seemed, to meet with the Enforcer, and thus, since he had hogged the elf's time enough, he didn't want to keep her waiting with idle chit-chat. Instead, he bowed his head again, and left. She was in a hurry, and while he wasn't, spending time with someone who saw remaining to speak with him as a waste of the same seemed a tad inefficient. He walked away quickly. <br><br>A soldier was waiting for him, under orders to escort him to the place that he was dwelling. He was much of a ground dweller himself, and proud of it, so he was a bit leery when it was mentioned that he was going to take abode in the city. He disliked sleeping in trees, although he had done so before, both in the Peranos cities, and in the field. He couldn't explain what it was, really. Maybe the fact that he could feel, or think he could feel, the tree swaying in the wind. Or something else. He liked being on solid ground, something that did not sway, somewhere where you couldn't <em>feel</em> the leaves rustling. But he had no choice. It was either sleep in the tree, or sleep outside the city. It was a close decision, but he decided to stay in the city.<br><br>He was guided to his home, and with a quick salute, the boy was off. Cirven could tell that the younger soldier recognized him, and was wanting to talk to him, ask the more famous soldier to regale him with tales of the field, something that the boy had yet to see up close. He was a guard in the city, and therefore was unlikely to actually see combat for the next twenty years or so, unless Myeliae came under siege. Then the boy would see action. More than he bargained for, more likely than not. But the younger elf spun on his heel, and left in a hurry. Just as well, Cirven was not in the mood for conversation at the moment anyway. He inspected the room that he was going to be living in. Spartanly furnished, just the way that he liked it. But he couldn't see himself in here until it was time to actually use the bed, so, after a swift inspection, he left. He wanted to explore a bit. He had never been to this city, and he wanted to make sure that it held no surprises for him. <br><br>He came around, inspecting the people. Even though he was out of armor, the stuff still in the saddlebag, removed from his horse, and placed in his room, he was dressed in clothes that were uniform for men that were not on duty, and all of the soldiers in the city had heard of the general that had come for a visit. They saluted when he came close, and whispered about him when he passed on. They didn't notice that he could at least hear them for the first few seconds of their discussion, and they talked about the various legends surrounding him, from the real to the fable. Many also talked about his wife-to-be. He wondered just how well each of the soldiers knew her.<br><br>But he heard her voice, oddly enough, from one of the healer's houses. He moved in close, and heard her words in his honor. He heard the mocking tone, and decided to mock her back. He moved in close behind her, stealthy, like a cat. She wouldn't hear him, he knew, not with the amount of talking that she was doing. He was exactly behind her when she stopped," Quite right," He said softly," She didn't even recognize me when we first met. A more just first meeting, could not have been arranged between my lady and myself," He turned to the healer woman, and bowed his head, as well as to the Haas," Pleasant to see the both of you again."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Flower</strong> on <strong>23-02-2013, 04:51:54</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://25.media.tumblr.com/d3d54e1575e8c9d8df68779f5d609eab/tumblr_mg9sd2vDgp1r976s2o1_1280.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Safiya<br><strong>Current Form:</strong> Human form, Haas<br><strong>Players Nearby:</strong> Nilofer, Cirven, Melarian <br><strong>Location:</strong> Infirmary garden<br><hr><br><strong>"We have our ways of travel,"</strong> she explained with a growing smile at her lips. Interest sparked in her eyes when Nilofer mentioned some of the Fae being capable of flying. Again, another question entered her mind, and she wished there was some type of source other than the female to find out more about the world. She thirsted for more knowledge, and each second around Nilofer did not help in the least since the woman inspired more questions than she realized. <br><br>Safiya realized her instinct of not speaking about mating, courtship, or relationships earlier should have been followed more closely since she could practically feel the ways of annoyance coming off the Peranos. Could she truly blame her for being confused about their ways? She did not bother to further explain why she felt like the female was not being entirely truthful to herself about her mate. As Nilofer insulted Cirven, which was becoming a normal occurrence, she felt herself wondering to if the male felt the same about the union between them. It was truly hard to tell since he did not display much emotion during their brief encounter in the forest other than what she perceived as fierce loyalty to defeating the Centos and defending their land from intrusion. Her thoughts swirled at a rapid pace without making much sense as she followed blindly after Nilofer. Only keen instincts made it possible for her not to bump into another or trip over a root along the way. The sound of a voice beckoned like the sound of birds in the morning and captured her easily entranced interest. <br><br>She glanced around their surroundings to spot the source of the sound. Part of her regretted not being in dragon form since sound felt purer in her natural form. Safiya might have mistaken the comment on this Melarian to be an insult if it were not for the obvious adoration written on Nilo's face. Soon enough, the topic of made her appearance. Safiya stared at the woman a few seconds, taking note of the obvious differences between the two women. She was not sure why the woman did some type of movement, lowering herself in stature for a few seconds. Her gaze did not waver with embarrassment upon noticing the woman staring just as intently at her in turn. Yet, as the seconds ticked by, a inner working within Safiya tugged to squish what felt like a threat against her. Just what was the woman intent on finding with her observations? Her fingers clenched into a tight ball, nails biting down into her palms. The building tension within her lessened when the Peranos finally spoke then joked. <strong>"She greeted him with a snappish tongue."</strong> <br><br>Safiya thought nothing of her honesty while peering around the woman to see if her reason for coming in this direction was near. Her gaze shifted between the two women, listening halfheartedly to their conversation until she heard a point for interjection. She had no restraint with saying her name or needing introduction from another. It was already obvious to anyone with ears that Safiya did not mind speaking her mind...or anything else.&nbsp; <strong>"I do not require anyone to take me,"</strong> she interrupted with a slight wave of her hand. <strong>"Just point me in the right direction, and I will find the creatures myself."</strong> Yet, she was not foolish enough to think that would happen. She would not leave a stranger alone within her nest. The hair on her back of her neck rose upward as if a cold hand touched her. The reason soon enough revealed itself in the form of a solider. Annoyance crossed her features though it was not directed entirely toward him. She wished it was that Comgal so she could break his neck for treating her like a pile of bones. <strong>"I liked the armor better,"</strong> Safiya muttered more to herself than for anyone else upon noticing the change of attire.<br><br><em>That would likely get me banned from this little village...</em><br><br>Moving over a bit, she leaned over the rail, calculating the distance to the ground. A memory of childhood came to mind for an unknown reason, reminding her of the long forgotten and squashed fear of heights. She imagined one of the Peranos falling from such heights would not end prettily even if they seemed well-adjusted to life within the trees. <br>&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haloriel</strong> on <strong>23-02-2013, 05:25:04</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/3/31/Melarien3.jpg)</div><br><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name: </strong>Lady Melarien va’Taeloris. (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=160364.msg7733223#msg7733223)<br><strong>Shortnames: </strong> <em>Larien, Lari, Tree Dancer.</em><br><strong>Musical Inspiration:</strong> From Deep in My Heart - Karl Jenkins. (http://grooveshark.com/#!/s/From+Deep+In+My+Heart/4Pinid?src=5)<br><strong>Race:</strong> Peranos.<br><strong>Location: </strong> Myeliae - <em>Then Infirmary Garden.</em><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> <em>Open for Interaction - Nilofer, Safiya, Cirven</em>.</span><br><hr><hr><br><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font">All too swiftly it had become a gathering.&nbsp; Thankfully - Melarien had gifts within her satchel.&nbsp; The sharp words of the three seemed to slide away from the healer like sweetest water.&nbsp; She had after all, just been singing to the plants.&nbsp; First - she approached the Haas' Filoth with a kindness - offering her a small flower that looked to have a sweet honey inside of it.&nbsp; <strong>"As I know you not, a gift for your presence here,"</strong> she said gently.<br><br><strong>"My apologies for my watching you,"</strong> she continued with a keen observation.&nbsp; <strong>"I watched because I have seen few of your kind in my three hundred years, and ... it is difficult not to admire your beauty,"</strong> she said in even tones and very plainly spoken.&nbsp; The healer's gaze only then went to the man first - not because he was above her friend in importance, but because the soldier was a guest and not from here.&nbsp; Thus - the greeting of him before one known to her.&nbsp; No doubt - Nilofer would take offense in some fashion - but she <em>couldn't</em> truly blame her friend for being on edge.&nbsp; She hoped the Haas female would enjoy the honey-flower grown with her own hands, and all but humming with gifts of earth, and that the lovely white petals that were also edible would draw her attention away for a moment at best.&nbsp; That one, Melarien was very, very interested in, as she'd read as many books as she could find about the Haas - most written from the Trithosian perspective.&nbsp; <br><br><em>Neither of them, really - had chosen what had befallen them.</em>&nbsp; <br><br>Melarien's eyes widened however when her suspicions were deemed correct.&nbsp; <strong>"You are the man I greeted near the Enforcer's office,"</strong> she said softly with a kind delight delivered easily, and with considerable calm evident - as well as the steel in her voice.&nbsp; <br><br><em>These three will be nice if I have to bash them all together!&nbsp; So be it!</em><br><br>Immediately for a second time she greeted the man in his own tongue, the Trithosian speech - somewhat more ... courtly in sound, fell from her lips like blessed rain.&nbsp; <strong>"My lord, we are well met, this day I trust.&nbsp; That your arrows have fallen with learned accuracy among your enemies is hoped for, your life spared especially pleasing.&nbsp; May you be blessed with any hidden knowledge you seek - its wisdom given safely."</strong>&nbsp; <br><br>It was a Trithosian blessing, so to speak - and an old one.&nbsp; Stepping forward - Melarien finally turned warm and worried eyes on her friend - and hoping to forstall any possible acidic words ... <em>attempted to perform the utterly impossible</em>.<br><br><em>At least if one's name was Melarien va'Taeloris</em>.<br><br><strong>"You frightened me, Nilofer,"</strong> she said - and moved to hug Nilofer tightly.&nbsp; While her purpose was indeed two fold, Melarien had been startled by the depth of feeling that had suddenly risen in her for the slightly younger elf.&nbsp; It hadn't taken long for the pieces to fall into place: Nilofer had been very, <em>very</em> close to the Centos encampment. If her hug was permitted, it was likely the trembling from the other elf would have made clear just how worried she'd been.&nbsp; So much - that she hadn't bothered to conceal the scarring on her face from the newcomers.&nbsp; <br><br>It trailed the length of her expressive and calm face, silvery in tone.&nbsp; &nbsp;It might have been clear that without whomever healed it, it would have taken her eye - and the mark was a gift from a Centosian blade, wielded by someone that hadn't cared at all what it was they'd tried to cut down.&nbsp; <em>Old by some standards</em> - easily dating from the start of the wars.&nbsp; No wedding ring was apparent upon Melarien's hand - nor any markings to show she was claimed in any fashion.<br><br><em>There is no kindness nor mercy among their kind.</em></span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>23-02-2013, 05:56:55</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/f/f9/Nilofer150.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Nilofer<br><strong>Species/Form:</strong> Peranos/Peranos<br><strong>Players Nearby:</strong> Cirven, Safiya, Melarian<br><strong>Location:</strong> Infirmary Garden<br><br><hr><br>Melarien, ever the lady, greeted Safiya with sweetness that Nilofer would never think of possessing. Her hair was always much too messy, her feet much too dirty from all her scampering about, and her face always rosy and glowing. She would never possess the sweet peace that seemed to envelop the Healer. "SEE. I told you that you were beautiful." Nilofer smirked smugly at Safiya upon Larien's words. <br><br>Nilofer rolled her eyes at Safiya ratting her out. "What else does he deserve? It's his family's fault that this is happening, you know."&nbsp; She lifted her chin indignantly. "Saying a word against the whole thing is an insult to the situation and a dishonor to my family, which I'm bound by." She didn't wish to be cast out. The thought broke her heart. Tears met her eyes but she didn't let the others see, or so she hoped, there was just too much crushing her little soul that day. She wiped her eyes with a quick and slight gesture of her hand, and tried to look normal. Melarien might know, but she hoped that Safiya wouldn't.&nbsp; <br><br>FUCK! Why wouldn't he just DIE!?&nbsp; <br><br>Melarien could have him if she wanted him, she seemed to like him so much. Nilofer mentally mocked the Healer's melodic words of his life being spared, and hidden knowledge.&nbsp; He needed knowledge first to find more. <br><br>Her lips pressed together and her chin quivered a slight bit and she was thankful that he stood behind her. When Melarien hugged her she wanted to sob. It was too much. "I'm sorry," she whispered only for Larien's ears. She could feel the trembling of the Healer and knew that she truly had frightened her. She hadn't meant to. Her chin quivered and she immediately bit down hard on the inside of her cheek until she tasted blood, pain forcing the tears away. She was not crying in front of that sack of Centos dick. <br>&nbsp;<br>Nilofer's face felt hot and she couldn't take the Healer's gentle chiding in front of <em>them</em>.&nbsp; Or in front of anyone, really, for she truly valued Melarien's opinion.&nbsp; Because she was so close she didn't see the scarring, but had she then she would have been worried. She'd only seen it a few times before. <br><br>"I… I need to go. Can you please show Safiya the horses. Don't let her ride one, I think she wants to. She looks at them so hungrily."&nbsp; With that she turned and fled, her fleet little feet thundering against the boards beneath them, as fast as they could carry her. She prayed to the trees that they not let her trip. She had never been so utterly humiliated in her life, especially coupled with remorse for scaring her dear friend. She'd just met Safiya and already the woman thought she was a joke. And well, she didn't want to think about the man that she couldn't escape. <br><br>Her hair and the fabric of her dress streamed behind her, and she paid no mind to the new tangles she'd have to fight to brush out later. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Deamonbane</strong> on <strong>25-02-2013, 04:08:28</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/0/06/Cirven150.png)</div><div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/79/Cirven150a.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Cirven<br><strong>Current Form:</strong> Trithos<br><strong>Location:</strong> Myeliae<br><strong>Players Nearby:</strong> Safiya, Melarien, Nilofer(?)<br><br><hr><br>His jibe did not have the desired effect. He supposed that she might react to him in the same manner as she had when she didn't know who he was. She hadn't spoken to him since she had discovered, so he had honestly no idea how the discovery had affected her. But, frankly, what had he expected? He had been stunned and irritated, but he had kept it hidden, tried to be civil about it. He had uncovered the fact as soon as he was able to as well. Made it known. She was different, though. He knew this. She wasn't disciplined, hard, with a mind as strong as iron, will of steel, and self-control being one of his traits. But her... she was impulsive, head-strong. They were nothing alike. How could they have selected the two of them to be married. <br><br>He hadn't expected her to run away after a quick word of his, though. He hadn't known what to expect, but that had been the lowest on the list. Slap, kick, bite, scowl, snap back, make another quip right back at him. Not run. Never run.<br><br>He felt bad suddenly. He had hurt her, somehow. He scowled, and looked down, not wanting to catch the eye of her friends. He realized that she might have painted him as a villain in their eyes. He nodded," I am sorry to have intruded... I...," He pointed in the direction that Nilofer had gone to," I'll... I'll see if I can talk to her..." He didn't know why he felt the need to explain to them. But he spun his heel, and went off in her direction. She knew this place better then him, but he was quicker, and he cornered her somewhere private, and he took her hand," Wait..." He had spun her around," I need to talk to you."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>25-02-2013, 04:48:16</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/f/f9/Nilofer150.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Nilofer<br><strong>Species/Form:</strong> Peranos/Peranos<br><strong>Players Nearby:</strong> No one then Cirven<br><strong>Location:</strong> on the wooden path bridges between tree clusters. <br><br><hr><br>Tears streamed freely down her face as she ran and she knew that turning tail as she had did little to impress either Safiya or Cirven. At that moment she didn't rightly care. <br><br>Things had been fine… she'd been punished and knew that several were disappointed in her but it had been Melarien's concern that had cemented how careless she'd been to her own mind. She understood more than she wanted to the danger that she'd caused herself when she felt Larien trembling. She saw that elf as unshakable, one who had seen everything and came out on the other side. She didn't know everything that Melarien had been through but she knew some and assumed the rest enough to not want to disappoint one of the true friends she possessed. If Melarien was that worried, would her father be just angry with her or would he be worried to? She truly was foolish. A child. She didn't throw herself a pity party, she was simply genuinely remorseful for what she'd done. <br><br>Intent on just getting to her home and hiding, she heard him calling after her.&nbsp; She spun on her heels when he took her hand, stopping, at a loss of what to say to him. She truly had been rude to him.&nbsp; Suspended between two clusters of trees, there wasn't really anyone nearby to hear, but plenty around to see what occurred between them.&nbsp; "I don't know what you want to say? I… I don't know what to say to you. Neither of us are at fault. I know that you don't want this any more than I do.&nbsp; I'm not blaming you. I'm not. But I wanted to marry for love and was content with not ever marrying at all. But I have to marry you or dishonor my family, and I know you are in the same boat, but it's not fair!" She waited for him to scold her, to tell her what a bad elf she was just like her dad did.&nbsp; <br><br>"I'm going to do it. I'm not going to cost that idiot his pitiful little life, I can't do that in good conscience." Even if it meant that she was going to be miserable.&nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SinfulAngel</strong> on <strong>25-02-2013, 09:11:48</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/c9/Sinemdrag.jpg)</div><br>Name: Emmalynn<br>Current Form : Peranos<br>Players Nearby : Sukanar<br>Location: Dariell<br><br><br><hr>Emmalynn slowly climbs her way up to her home within the trees. Tossing open the window she casts her gaze out on the gorgeous land of her humanoid people. Her cloudy blue eyes slowly shut as she listens for the people of her village. They are all gathering elsewhere so she is safe. She takes a deep breath and slowly falls from the window&nbsp; what little clothing she has begins to rip from her body as skin becomes scales, nails become claws and lastly hair is replaced by horns. The bow and quiver that were her in hands now lay clutched in her claws as she flies through the air. <br><br>She shakes her head and quickly climbs high into the hair. Leaving the place she has called home for just a short period of time in search for a dealer of antiquities. Flying to Dariell was a much faster feat then if she had traveled in her humanoid form. The trip took her several hours rather then several days.&nbsp; She flies high in the sky trying to avoid being spotten by commoners and true human forms. Once nearing Dariell she comes close to ground, closer and yet still closer turning from her dragon form to that of her humanoid one as close to the outskirts of the city as possible.<br><br>She takes a slow deep breath forusing her mind as clothing materializes covering her naked body. A cream blouse hugs her chest as a thin skirt covers her lower body, a black leather bodice hugs from her hips up pushing her ample cleavage up giving off the appearance of a common bar wench. Her long black hair curls naturally as it hangs about her shoulders. She throws the Bow and quiver over her shoulder and imagines a simple black cloak to cover the weapon upon her back. Taking a few steps her feet gently touch grass causing her to gasp and sigh as black leather boots materialize upon her feet separating her from the earths comforting tough. After walking around to familiarize herself with the city she asks around for where she might find a dealer in special goods. <br><br>A loud sigh leaves her lips as she looks up at the rickety sign for the Scarlett Warrior Resthouse. A smirk playing upon her lips as she pushes into the establishment. Placing a coin on the counter she looks into the bar keeps eyes&nbsp; "Sir I'm looking for a trades dealer. Could you be so kind as to point me in his general direction?" She gives him a sweet smile and makes her way across the bar in the direction he suggests. "Tradesmen?" She inquires to the tall pale man. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Swordsman18</strong> on <strong>25-02-2013, 09:37:05</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/c2/Thanos.jpg)</div><br>Name: Thanos (Sukanar)<br>Current Form : Haas-Filoth<br>Players Nearby : Emmalyn<br>Location: Dariell - Scarlett Warrior Resthouse<br><br><br><hr><br>Thanos was the one guy that sitting at the far corner of the bar in an area that seemed to be a bit darker than was necessary. But it was not due to his ability this time, he had asked and paid for the ability to snuff out candles in this part of the bar. People would still be able to see just from the dull candlelight across the room as well as the lanterns shining from over there. But what it did do was paint the picture that he was not much more than a shadowy figure in the dark with his hood drawn. When the woman approached him, shining green eyes and some glimpses of his skin where all that she was likely able to see of him if she was human. But from the looks of things, she wasn't which meant that he was going to need to be careful.<br><br>A dark melodic voice rang out from the shadowy man who waved for her to sit down across from him. "I am Sukanar, an all around tradesman, I can and will take any job but I do believe that risks must come with their benefits. So sit down and we shall discuss your troubles." This woman was beautiful but was dressed commonly, it meant that she was approachable and likely was not one of the clients that he was going to be less than honest with. Or at least that was the plan since he was still going to be cautious much like he was with all his clients during a war.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SinfulAngel</strong> on <strong>25-02-2013, 23:40:45</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/c9/Sinemdrag.jpg)</div><br>Name: Emmalynn<br>Current Form : Peranos<br>Players Nearby : Sukanar<br>Location: Dariell- Scarlett Warrior Resthouse<br><br><br><hr><br>Her blue eyes slowly scan from shoes to the top of the hooded figure. He seems sketchy in more ways then one, tall and dark further cloaked in shadows sitting all alone. Her stomach flutters with unseen and imagined butterflies likely caused by the sudden nervousness, she nods slowly giving the outward appearance of calm. Sitting in the chair motioned to, careful not to press back to hard and reveal the bow. Yet before she can utter another syllable she is sitting there with her jaw open as he begins to speak, and speak on a long breath. She closes her mouth and listens carefully. <br><br>As he concludes his statement letting of with a clear invitation for her to speak she sits and mulls over the presented information. She didn't figure he would be free, nor would her request but she was also suddenly wary that his price may be to hefty with his serious business act. She clears her throat a little nervously and leans forward. "I imagine a man such as yourself has friends in high and low places. I seek the purchase of a Blade (https://www.darkknightarmoury.com/images/Product/medium/07-88NOR.png) and training in such a weapon. My people aren't much for that of steel and I find with the growing political issues it is high time that i learn how. Is that a feat you can accomplish? And if so to what end?" Her blue eyes move from the table up to his of green, her slender hand pushes a sketch forward with numbers for the approximate size required. Her eyes widen and then narrow some as she feels a wash of apprehension, towards her request come from someone close but after a glance he is the only one within ears reach to have heard what she desires.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Flower</strong> on <strong>26-02-2013, 02:31:01</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://25.media.tumblr.com/d3d54e1575e8c9d8df68779f5d609eab/tumblr_mg9sd2vDgp1r976s2o1_1280.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Safiya<br><strong>Current Form:</strong> Human form, Haas<br><strong>Players Nearby:</strong> Melarian <br><strong>Location:</strong> Infirmary garden<br><hr><br>Safiya turned upon hearing the woman, Merlarian, speak to her. Surprise flickered in her eyes upon noticing the single flower in her hand. She eyed it for a second then accepted the obvious gift of greeting with a nod of appreciation. It was yet another indication of what she was coming to see as truth for the elves. They were giving in nature from her short experience with them. All of them, Cirven, Nilofer, and Merlarian, offered something from themselves in the hopes to help her while she gave nothing in return. It was something to be admired yet came off as strange to one who came from dragons for the most part who prized their possessions enough to injure one who dared even lay a hand on it. She brought the blossom up to her nose, smelling its obvious freshness. <br><br>Interest, once more, appeared on her face at the mention of her kind. For a moment, she forgot the elf spoke of the Haas Filoth until a cold realization dawned on her mind. Still, it did not cripple the desire to learn more as Safiya's appetite for knowledge nearly rivaled the need to fill her stomach on the day to day. <strong>"Really?"</strong> She questioned softly with a slight press of her lips. Her thought process was interrupted when she was complimented on her appearance followed by the subsequent ' aha' moment of Nilofer. This had to be by far the most anyone ever noticed how she looked in her life. This time, no annoyance passed over her mind since maybe it might serve as a distraction from other things like her knowing little to nothing about the Haas. <br><br>She averted her eyes away from the two women, giving them some privacy for their physical exchange. To distract herself, Safiya looked over towards the trunk with the idea of scaling down it until she was low enough to jump down without breaking her bones. She loathed being forced into human form for such a large amount of time but turning into a dragon was a foolish idea in mixed company. Her ears perked a little, returning her attention back to Nilofer with a growling scowl. Before she could snap back a retort, the woman turned to run as if a hungry dragon was at her heels. <em>Why are elves so odd?</em> Her nose wrinkled with a confused shake of her head. Of course, Cirven chased after his mate like any good mate would do, leaving her with the elf who seemed connected with nature. <br><br><strong>"Will you tell me of those you meet of my kind while taking me to see the horses?"</strong> Hopefully, this woman would not be too annoyed with her questions. Safiya tucked her dress under her arm then tucked the flower in the hidden pocket of her dress. <strong>"And if you think to keep me from interacting with the creatures as I please then I suggest you remain here rather than waste your time."</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haloriel</strong> on <strong>26-02-2013, 15:13:35</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/3/31/Melarien3.jpg)</div><br><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name: </strong>Lady Melarien va’Taeloris. (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=160364.msg7733223#msg7733223)<br><strong>Shortnames: </strong> <em>Larien, Lari, Tree Dancer.</em><br><strong>Musical Inspiration:</strong> From Deep in My Heart - Karl Jenkins. (http://grooveshark.com/#!/s/From+Deep+In+My+Heart/4Pinid?src=5)<br><strong>Race:</strong> Peranos.<br><strong>Location: </strong> Myeliae - <em>Infirmary Garden, then Stables.</em><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> <em>Open for Interaction - Safiya.</em></span><br><hr><hr><br><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font">Melarien watched both her friend depart and her betrothed follow quickly after.&nbsp; The healer pressed her lips together with a soft sigh, feeling rather concerned over the pair.&nbsp; Hands folding together - she offered a bow and a softly spoken goodbye even though neither elf would have heard her; it mattered not, the traditions still needed to be upheld in her mind.&nbsp; Thus, several moments of silence passed before Larien turned to regard Safiya with a kind, reserved expression.&nbsp; In response to the query, she was able to eventually smile and chuckle - assuring herself that Cirven and Nilofer would work out their differences.&nbsp; To her mind - it was pointless to dwell upon something that was not, perhaps, a problem.&nbsp; So it was set aside from her thoughts until the tangle was needed to be considered again.<br><br><strong>"Yes, truly.&nbsp; I do not prefer flattery, but instead fact,"</strong> she answered, taking time to slide once more into the soft and rather small sandaled shoes.&nbsp; Safiya's questions were received with a calm and studious air; she seemed to have the thirst for knowledge of a Trithos rather than her own kind, but then, Melarien was not one to cast a stone, for she was Peranos and did not truly fit among her own.&nbsp; A wry smile turned her lips upward while her two toned eyes danced with gentle mirth.&nbsp; <strong>"I will indeed tell you of your kind that I have met,"</strong> she said softly, while her expression was pensive.<br><br>The warning of course was simply brushed aside as if it had not been given; Melarien was never one to react in defense unless it was needed, and she had the impression that Safiya's discovery of her people was not quite as pleasant and easy as it should have been.&nbsp; With ease and quiet movements, she simply directed a hand then walked along the passageways, taking Safiya the scenic route toward the horses so that she might catch the very best views of the tree tops, the suns rays streaming out over the winding branches.&nbsp; While it took time for the healer to choose to speak, eventually softly spoken and low words spilled forth with a soft, musical ease.<br><br><strong>"Your people are a blend of the Centos and the Peranos, it is said, with a culture known for their passion and fighting prowess of both men and women.&nbsp; Ordinarily they live rather far from here, across at least one ocean.&nbsp; But it is not uncommon to find visitors near to the ... Centos capital, which is also very far from here,"</strong> her brows furrowed thoughtfully as a brief sadness flickered.&nbsp; The existence of the Haas alone made the war they fought here after a fashion, incredibly pointless.&nbsp; Briefly, Melarien's thoughts wandered as she tried to recall exactly what had begun the conflict.&nbsp; It was something that would require her ... likely departing Myeliae - and the thought did not sit well.&nbsp; Now was a terrible time for it, as those like herself were needed badly.&nbsp; However, she didn't allow herself to get upset over the thought - setting it aside for another moment to sort out.<br><br><strong>"Once - the trees stretched over this entire continent,"</strong> Melarien commented.&nbsp; <strong>"In sixty years, the Centos here have destroyed half of it with their greed and corruption,"</strong> she replied.&nbsp; <strong>"It saddens me because the trees are our life - especially for the Peranos.&nbsp; With the differences and what ever ... strangeness seems to drive this hatred that our kinds have for each other ... the Centos are winning, sadly.&nbsp; If things continue as they have, it is not impossible that we will have no more homes left."</strong><br><br>Her eyes shifted Safiya's way as she came to a halt at a particularly beautiful place that gave the Hass Filoth female a view of the entire city.&nbsp; <strong>"I tell you this not to give alarm,"</strong> but only so you have understanding.&nbsp; <strong>"It is likely that encountering a Centos ... they would kill you before asking questions, or die trying.&nbsp; I cannot say in truth as I know not your combat skill."</strong>&nbsp; She paused in her speech while turning her head to clearly display the long, silvery scar upon her face that rested from forehead to jawline on the left side.&nbsp; <strong>"If you look at me, you see here evidence of their ... savagery, as I was unarmed and cut down without question, even as I tried to escape rather than fight, only choosing to pick up arms when I knew my life could be lost."</strong><br><br><em>They killed my beloved right before my eyes and too many others.</em>&nbsp; <br><br><strong>"Of course - I would hope that you take your own judgement of what has happened here, and not mine, or Lady Nilofer's or even any of the men here."</strong>&nbsp; A guardsman passed by, and pausing - Melarien offered the man a bow, to which she was nodded at respectfully along with Safiya in return.&nbsp; The man appeared to be on a mission, in a hurry, thus the healer did not halt him beyond tossing a small round container the man's way of healing salve, to which she then returned her attention to Safiya.&nbsp; <strong>"Your kind, however, I know dwell far from here in a place that seems inhospitable and dry, like a sea of sand one might call it.&nbsp; Sometimes, they have ears that are finely pointed like mine, and other times rounded.&nbsp; They are beautiful, wise, and perhaps the most militarily aligned of all the peoples I have read about in this world."</strong><br><br>Melarien continued to walk slowly, her pace not at all a hurried one while easily leading Safiya along without touching her, or getting in the woman's space.&nbsp; She took care not to walk too close, nor too far away - yet leaving enough time for observation and questions of the buildings, people and places that were passed by in their fairly lengthy walk to see the steeds.&nbsp; <strong>"They are called the desert born, and tend to live perhaps a few centuries before reaching what is considered the place of an elder."</strong>&nbsp; <br><br>The healer brushed a hand along her braided hair, while her face remained pensive.&nbsp; <strong>"I do not recall the name of the weapons they use, but I believe it is much like a stave that is fluid in its length, with a blade.&nbsp; A beautiful weapon indeed, but less useful in the forests.&nbsp; There are times I wonder if such a weapon could be used against the Centos and their horses - but combat is not precisely my place, even though I have skill in it."</strong><br><br>With the last of Melarien's words - the pair had arrived at their destination.&nbsp; The steeds here were quite sleek and intended for wending through the heavily populated areas full of trees while being slender, and elegant.&nbsp; They were not at all warhorses like the Centos would have had, that much was absolutely certain.&nbsp; She gestured to one that reared up on its hind legs while silvery hair streamed from its neck in a mane that looked more like a fall of water or stars than hair.&nbsp; Maybe silk.&nbsp; Hooves as white as the purest snow were sharp and almost deadly - in appearance as they were a dream to look upon.&nbsp; Several others ran about in an enclosed space - yet rather freely while food and fresh water was available with ease.<br><br><strong>"They run like the wind herself,"</strong> Melarien said lightly, with awe and pride in her voice.&nbsp; She waited then to see if Safiya would ask her more questions, or wish to either get closer - or even - ride one.&nbsp; No suggestions were given - as the healer was certain the woman could decide what it was she wished to do.&nbsp; In this case, she served largely as a guide - having not once had an issue rambling on about various things asked of her.</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Swordsman18</strong> on <strong>26-02-2013, 21:18:52</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/c2/Thanos.jpg)</div><br>Name: Thanos (Sukanar)<br>Current Form : Haas-Filoth<br>Players Nearby : Emmalyn<br>Location: Dariell - Scarlett Warrior Resthouse<br><br><br><hr><br>"Ah this I can do in less than a few hours, I know a blacksmith that possesses surplus due to the war effort. The training on the other hand is a different matter since I think that a girl such as yourself training like that during a war would be....suspicious at best. I shall train you with all I know of swordplay." Though he was not sure that she could see it under his hood of darkness, but he was smiling. Before she questioned his skills at the sword he then added, "And do not worry it is only a century or so worth. I feel qualified that you will be able to protect yourself and more. But I will warn you that it may very well take a few months to a year depending on your talent with a blade. If you truly want to be a swordswoman then I expect effort, determination and skill." Carefully, he drew his sword from his side to place it on the table before her. He held the sword by the handle with his other hand along the blade to make it clear it was not a hostile action.<br><br>"This is my blade, it has been with me for more than a few decades and as you can see it is in good condition though shows signs of battle. Now, I will get the basic blade that you require but should you show promise as my pupil then we shall one day get one as grand as this." He lowered his blade to the wooden table so that she could look at it. But he was more than prepared to grab its hilt should she move too quickly toward it. "For payment, I am guessing something around 1-3,000 gold pieces which is mainly going towards training as well as your upkeep during the training."<br><br>She did not look especially rich and he knew it which is why the estimate was real rather than something that was more grandiose. Thanos had not counted on getting a companion but if she really wanted to learn the sword then there was little choice in the matter. If she was as common as he thought then he could not deny her nor let her get tangled up in this war where commoners were going to be dying in drove depending on the winning side. <br><br>(http://25.media.tumblr.com/b3e9b8fc3558afd33f1ee815572e039c/tumblr_miuj0iDWUB1s4qvbxo1_500.jpg)
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SinfulAngel</strong> on <strong>27-02-2013, 02:48:54</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/c9/Sinemdrag.jpg)</div><br>Name: Emmalynn<br>Current Form : Peranos<br>Players Nearby : Sukanar<br>Location: Dariell- Scarlett Warrior Resthouse<br><br><br><hr><br>Her smooth full lips open to ask him a question before closing once more to listen to him boast about his skills finding it nice that he takes on a modest tone while trying to verbally prove his skill to her. Surprise radiates off her in waves as he talks about teaching her himself. Her blue eyes opening wide, narrowing for just a moment as she watches him carefully pull his own sword from its sheath. Her eyes move away from his shadowed face to that of shimmering blade. A soft orange glow glinting across the polished steal. <br><br>Her body visibly tenses until his hand cradles the blade in a non threatening way. Her face showing the obvious fascination for the shinny weapon. Her chin moving up and down in a gentle nod acknowledging the few dings and dimples that have been smoothed out over time but never truly being erased. As he sets the beauty onto the wooden table top she scoots closer her hand reaching out and halting for just a breath, and as if reconsidering the choice she sets her hands both on the table top. Her eyes looking around the tavern as she chews on the side of her lip. <br><br>"And should i presume you want this payment up front? Or can I give it over time with whatever earnings i get from assisting you through your journeys?" Her dark eyebrow raises slowly, "Though i can pay for the weapon and a sheath, that I've already acquired. Its the money for training that i currently lack. I will do my best to prove my worth, you will not regret the decision to take me with you. I promise." She smiles sweetly slowly standing, her skirt unraveling and falling down her body in a cascade of deep blue, "Shall we go see the blacksmith?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Deamonbane</strong> on <strong>27-02-2013, 03:51:26</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/0/06/Cirven150.png)</div><div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/79/Cirven150a.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Cirven<br><strong>Current Form:</strong> Trithos<br><strong>Location:</strong> Myeliae<br><strong>Players Nearby:</strong> Nilofer<br><br><hr><br>He listened. It was insightful, to say the least, to find a woman that would marry for love that slept around all over the place... no... he put that train of thought to rest. It was unfair of him to think of her that way. Sincerely, he had never quite thought of love. It had always been an elusive object in his mind, something that he knew existed, at least from the reaction of people that actually were in love, but it had never been for him. There were places in the family to be filled, after all, and his was the army. He was, for all intents and purposes, except for the sexual part, married to his work. He had never pictured himself doing anything else. Having a wife, children? Was that ever for him? Maybe, but only once this war was over, and he had the time to invest in such things. He didn't now, or wouldn't once his leave was over, and all that his wife would have of him was the ghost that he was when he wasn't in the camp. He didn't even remember what to do at peace anymore. <br><br>"Like you said," He whispered," Neither of us is at fault. We might have different reasons to remain unmarried, but the fact of the matter is that, unless we want a death to happen, we have to resign ourselves to the fact that it will happen," He moved her over to a more secluded spot, and sat her down beside him," Yes, my cousin is a fool, and deserves punishment for what he did. Forgiveness is not an option, but I would rather die than have execute one of our kind," And by that, he meant an elf," When so many of us are dying due to this idiotic war," He looked away, and stared off into the distance," I am not the monster you think of me as, and I am sure that if we put our heads together we can somehow find a way to make this work. Maybe even convince our families that there is no need to marry us off at all."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>27-02-2013, 04:13:35</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/f/f9/Nilofer150.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Nilofer<br><strong>Species/Form:</strong> Peranos/Peranos<br><strong>Players Nearby:</strong> Cirven<br><strong>Location:</strong> Myeliae<br><br><hr><br>Nilofer had no one to love, or to marry for love, which was why she enjoyed the bodily comforts of men who wanted her for the moment. They were empty and she often felt sadness after they'd left. None of them wanted her, or they would have asked her to be with them. She wasn't a fool. <br><br>Being settled down against the railing wasn't easy and her feet hung over the edge of the wooden walkway. <br><br>"It's not our families," she said softly, tears still damp on her cheeks. "It's that damn woman. She won't get her husband back with this. But she's thinking only of herself. Suppose that she and I do have a bit in common there."&nbsp; She wrapped her arms around the wooden support post that held up the hand rail. <br><br>"I've heard legends, I've heard the prowess of your kills, I've been told the tales of your glories in the battles. I know what kind of man you are, despite what you'd have me believe. Eyewitness accounts of actions speak louder than your words."&nbsp; Those words might haunt her later. "This whole oath doesn't make sense. She just wants to kill him."&nbsp; <br><br>She sighed. "You're trying to make me like you, but I don't want to. Hating you gives me a target, otherwise there isn't one thing to aim my anger at. It's so easy for everyone else to say 'you'll dishonor the family' when they're not the one in the hot seat having to do something."&nbsp; <br><br>He really was gorgeous and he did inspire her lusts, but really… who didn't? <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Swordsman18</strong> on <strong>27-02-2013, 04:37:06</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/c2/Thanos.jpg)</div><br>Name: Thanos (Sukanar)<br>Current Form : Amythyst Dragon/Haas-Filoth<br>Players Nearby : Emmalyn<br>Location: Dariell - Scarlett Warrior Resthouse<br><br><br><hr><br>"I see that you are eager, very well then we shall go see my contact." Thanos stood with him being a little bit more in the light than it had been. Now it was much clearer that his skin on his arms was pale. Oddly even when he was standing like that, his face did not show. It was still covered in shadow from his hood presumably but with the change in lighting that should have been impossible. The hoot he was wearing was large but still there was no obvious reason for the apparent shadow overriding his face. Only those green eyes of his could be seen. And they were still looking at her. "You could have touched it you know." He commented as he picked his sword up off the table to slide back into his sheath that was on the left side of his pitch black robes.<br><br>It was rather clear that the lighting had not been really changed around his clothing since all of it was darker than a night of the new moon. And the fabric was bundled in such a way to imply that he was wearing armor underneath their extensive covering. Thanos gave her a dark smile and then headed past her into the main portion of the bar where his face remained darkened even in the bright light. The barkeep held out his hand and Thanos passed him ten gold pieces. A nod was shared between the two with Thanos heading to the main door opening it for her.<br><br>"You shall pay me over the course of your training." A whisper was sent to her as he stood there holding the door for what was to become his new apprentice. Once they were out of the bar, they needed to walk a series of blocks before they came upon what looked like a general store, except there was one main difference. This one possessed a back entrance that Thanos had to do a series of coded knocks in order for the door to be opened.<br><br>"Hello Suka, what do you require of me today?" A man dressed in full armor asked the man, Thanos looked to the girl then back to the man. "She needs a basic sword. It looks as though the girl is training to be a swordswoman." The armored man with the dark red beard had to hold back laughter, and it was clear from the sound that had nearly escaped his lips that was exactly what he was doing. "I am serious, but she is a jewel in the rough and a verus sanguis." Even though it took him a moment, the armored man stopped attempting to laugh. "I have a wide selection, just choose the one you like."<br><br>The man moved to the side where he pulled a cloth off a table to show swords that went from basic all the way to grand. And he seemed to want to look and touch on any that she desired. "You have been serving a lot of genuine cases these days Suka." Thanos nodded at the man, it was true a lot of genuine poor folk had been approaching him these days with their troubles. "It is the nature of war. I just hope the things I provide help with their survival in these dangerous times." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SinfulAngel</strong> on <strong>27-02-2013, 06:53:25</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/c9/Sinemdrag.jpg)</div><br>Name: Emmalynn<br>Current Form : Peranos<br>Players Nearby : Sukanar<br>Location: Dariell - Blacksmith<br><br><br><hr><br>Her creamy carmel cheeks flush a little pink. She can't help but sigh and shake her head at the reference . Watching him slide past her on graceful steps she follows him noting the gold coins and glance passed between himself and the bar keeper. She stands a little lost for a moment and rushes up behind him. Smiling once more as he holds the door for her.<br><br>She sucks in a sharp breath feeling his whispered words pass along her cheek, ruffling her long hair, her cheeks return to that soft pink glow as she steps outside the Inn and into the mid-afternoon sun. The light causing her skin to take on an incandescent glow. She follows him quietly until they stop before before a heavy dark wooden door. Her eye brows furrow watching the intricate knock coming from his masculine pale hand.<br><br>Emmalynn follows him inside looking from the red haired man clad with armour to her soon to be mentor in entirely black. His skin seeming to glow from the orange light cast from the forge. She was a little nervous at they spoke, but the moment the blacksmith pulled back the cloth her heart leaped from her chest. She couldn't help but take a few steps forward. "Beautiful." She whispers softly as her fingers begin gently caressing the sleek smooth steel.<br><br>After a few moments of looking and feeling she picks up a sword and nearly drops it. Gasping loudly she gives a little grunt and places it back atop the table. Laughing nervously as she moves along. After another few minutes she cocks her head to the side and picks up a sword more suited for her size. Her slender fingers wrap around the black leather hilt as a wide grin slowly creeps across her face. "This one." Her voice a sweet melody around the crackling fire as she picks the sword up and swings it around show casing a little bit of the skills she already posses.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Angelicant</strong> on <strong>27-02-2013, 07:06:11</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/Shalymar/Avatars/Isela_zpseca87bf2.png)</div><hr><br>Name:&nbsp; Isela<br>Current Form:&nbsp; Trithos<br>Players Nearby:&nbsp; Reo <br>Location: Small island chain on the southwest tip.<br><hr><br>Isela was nearly mesmerized by the masculine heat his body was putting off that mirrored her own in its own way, and she couldn't hide the smile at his reaction from her hand wrapped around him. Beautiful blue eyes, that nearly matched the color of the ocean around them lifted to study his face just as he touched his forehead to her own and she closed her own eyes just enjoying that moment. The shiver that passed through him seemed to send one over her. <br><br>The kiss to the tip of her nose made her smile up at him and though he hadn't showed it on his face, they were still connected and she felt, rather than witnessed the grimace of pain and it had brought what had happened back to the fore front of her mind, which almost made her release him on her own, but she hadn't. So when he removed her hand, there was a moment where she was concerned that she had hurt him, considering everything else. But his next words had reassured her and beyond. They touched her heart. <br><br>Reo and Isela had gone from friends to nearly lovers in the space of one afternoon and just knowing he shared her feelings, well right now, it was more than she could have hoped for. But the fact that he wanted their first time to be more than heated lust, if she hadn't already realized she loved him, that would have made a strong case for it. <br><br>Isela nodded and let her fingers caress along his back gently and tried to ignore the press of his hardness against her. Her body didn't want to listen, but her heart and mind was forcing it to be quiet. When she gave herself to him, she wanted them both to be able to enjoy it without the risk of one of them making injuries worse. "My heart belongs to <strong>you</strong> Reoallthazin. Where you go... I go, and we will have all the time in the world to explore how we feel."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Swordsman18</strong> on <strong>27-02-2013, 07:48:36</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/c2/Thanos.jpg)</div><br>Name: Thanos (Sukanar)<br>Current Form : Amythyst Dragon/Haas-Filoth<br>Players Nearby : Emmalyn<br>Location: Dariell - Scarlett Warrior Resthouse<br><br><br><hr><br>"Well the girl has found her first weapon." Thanos said as he looked on to see that she really needed to be a little more careful with that blade. But he just shook his head and then handed his pal 150 gold pieces. "Let's go. It was 150 pieces." Thanos told her as he placed his hand on her back feeling the bow that rested underneath. So it seemed that she was not as defenseless as he was lead to believe. "Keep the lass alive this time Suka." The armored man told him in a sort of joking way. "I will keep her in one piece this time, I promise." Thanos replied while smiling back to the man.<br><br>"Where are the rest of your things? I hope you do not think that you are not going to be close by while I train you? I did tell you that you are going to learn about a Century's worth of experience." Thanos sounded really serious just now but then he smiled and patted her on the back as if he was joking, he even let out a small laugh. "But on a serious note, I do want you close by if not living in Scarlett with me. It will make it easier to train and for you to work off the debt that you now owe me." <br><br>"Also." There is a quick flash of darkness as he takes her blade and sheathes it in the sheath that he had placed on her hip. "Unless it is for self-defense you are not allowed to draw your sword unless I tell you to." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SinfulAngel</strong> on <strong>27-02-2013, 08:12:25</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/c9/Sinemdrag.jpg)</div><br>Name: Emmalynn<br>Current Form : Peranos<br>Players Nearby : Sukanar<br>Location: Dariell - City Street<br><br><hr><br>Before she can move her cloak he's already paid and dragging her from the establishment. Noting the joking slightly at her expense she rolls her eyes. Her hand tight around the hilt as the weapon hangs from her hand keeping several inches from the ground. Once outside she turns to look up at him. "I've all the things i need. And worst comes to worst i can make due without if need be."<br><br>Her body tenses as he pats her back resting his hand against the bow. Her sudden fear pouring from her like a wave off the ocean. She swallows noticably and nods in response to her staying near by. The sudden rush of darkness masking her face as her throwing her arms up, in defense. Her right forearm lay flatly across his chest while her other hand delicately wraps around his neck. Once her heart beat calms and she realizes that she overreacted her hands fall away from him. <br><br>A soft red blush comes to her face, down her neck and across her cleavage this time from embarrassment on her own part rather then a witty well placed comment. She takes a step back from him, her body still very close to his&nbsp; placing her hand on the butt of the sword before her blue eyes slowly scan up his torso to finally meet his green eyes. the one area of his face that has stood out the most to her so far.<br>&nbsp;<br>"Sorry. I didn't expect you to be doing that. And I've got the money for the sword. Or i could procure whatever supplies needed for travel." Her feet gently shift a little as she tries to recover from the embarrassment. "So does the Scarlett Warrior allow women to rent rooms for more then just an hour at a time?" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Deamonbane</strong> on <strong>28-02-2013, 03:38:08</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/0/06/Cirven150.png)</div><div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/79/Cirven150a.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Cirven<br><strong>Current Form:</strong> Trithos<br><strong>Location:</strong> Myeliae<br><strong>Players Nearby:</strong> Nilofer<br><br><hr><br>She wouldn't even take the time of day to try and believe him. People like her irritated him, since they had that feeling that if the elves lost all of their warriors, there would be no war. Well, it was true, as well as the fact that there would be no elves either, free leastways. He nodded at her first words," It won't bring her husband back, no, but in her grief, for some reason she believes that if others are as miserable as she is. She is allowed her grief, and, according to law, her revenge. If you would like to try and convince her otherwise, I would be more than happy to support you," He wasn't being sarcastic, and his voice said so. Negotiations were always preferable to bloodshed,&nbsp; and unthoughtful action. Unfortunately, like in many other items in his life, he was merely following orders, and to refuse would mean only greater dishonor, and escalation in the hostility between the two families.<br><br>It was unfair that she blamed him. How she saw him was unfair. He hadn't made the legends. He had never told anyone that he had scaled a mountain, entered a wyrm's cavern, slain a dragon, and left with the two blades from the hoard, and was even now writing a map&nbsp; to guide adventurers to the perilous mountain to claim their own treasure. He hadn't made the legend that he had bathed in the blood of a Golem to make his own skin as hard as stone. He was a general, a soldier, who took orders like any other elf, and executed them to the best of his ability. He ground his jaw to keep from pointing this out in a vociferous fashion, but he knew that this would only make her feel more strongly about what she was saying. It was obvious that she had formed this opinion of him, not because she disliked soldiers in general, obviously, since she had slept around with a cartful of them, but instead because she had had to think up a bunch of distasteful details to present to her father in an effort to avoid marriage. And, having said it so many times in her head, and out loud, likely as not, she had started to believe her own concoctions of him based on legends that were had been told about him, somehow twisting him from being the hero, something that he never saw himself as anyways so he didn't blame her, into a villain.<br><br>When he spoke, his voice was low, not dangerous, but controlled," Have you ever heard any eyewitness accounts?" A twist of mockery entered his voice then," Or have you just listened to men speaking of things that they heard that people have seen? Not all stories can be believed, but I guess you wouldn't know much about that, would you? You live in a dream world, Nilofer, and I have been trying to pull you to the real life, how things work in this twisted world of ours," He pushes himself to his feet, suddenly sick of this conversation. She wouldn't understand. She was hard-headed, and refused to listen to reason because reason refused to allow her to see things in a way that she liked them," I am sorry that you hate me. I am sorry that you need someone to hate at all. Gods know that there is enough of it in this war. But hate me if it makes you feel better about our marriage. I would never want anything but the best for you, Nilofer, if you were my wife," He scowled, his voice flat. She didn't know him, and thought that it meant that he wasn't putting meaning into his words. If she had, she would know that this was how he spoke when he was growing angry. He dusted himself off, and walked away.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>28-02-2013, 04:33:33</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/f/f9/Nilofer150.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Nilofer<br><strong>Species/Form:</strong> Peranos/Peranos<br><strong>Players Nearby:</strong> Cirven<br><strong>Location:</strong> Myeliae<br><br><hr><br>While she didn't expect things to just heal up and get along, she felt like they had at least made a little bit of head way. Or so she thought.&nbsp; While she hadn't heard any legends of him slaying dragons, she had heard some rumors about him being so blood thirsty in battle that he couldn't be stopped. <br><br>Hearing him speak told her that no headway whatsoever had been reached. "N-no, but I've heard stories told by people that those eyewitnesses told…"&nbsp; She trailed off when the mockery entered his tone. <br><br>Dram world? She lived in a <em>dream world</em>?&nbsp; He'd been trying? When? In the whole five minutes that he'd been in her presence? <br><br>His scolding words cut deep, like a whip of fire striking her on every syllable. Recoiling from him, she simply stared at him, her eyes full of pain and confusion. She didn't believe him; how could he be serious when he spoke as if he commented on the color of socks? His tone was flat and bored. "I never said that I wanted anything bad to happen to you! I've actually said more than once today that I hope nothing bad does happen to you!"&nbsp; <br><br>Careful to keep her words quiet she lit into him. "That's right. Walk away, just like you're going to do every time you get deployed, every time you get a chance to. I know how it's going to be and I'm not stupid. You don't wish this to happen anymore than I do, you don't want me as a wife. I live in a fantasy world, you said so yourself."&nbsp; She stood up, scrambling to her feet so that she could brush past him. "But at least in a fantasy world there might be a husband that gives a damn!" she hissed brutally as she passed him.&nbsp; <br><br>"You know, I'm not of an unsound mind. I don't fantasize about things around me. I didn't go to the edge of the centos village because I wanted to live dangerously, I went out there because I needed that root to make baskets. I have to pay my own bills because I'm being given a reality check by an elf a lot more frightening than you. So you can stuff your dream world theory right up your bottom."&nbsp; People had been asked not to help her too much, for her own good. She'd been told as much.&nbsp; She glared at him and then turned on heel and marched toward her little cottage. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Flower</strong> on <strong>01-03-2013, 02:56:20</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://25.media.tumblr.com/d3d54e1575e8c9d8df68779f5d609eab/tumblr_mg9sd2vDgp1r976s2o1_1280.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Safiya<br><strong>Current Form:</strong> Human form, Haas<br><strong>Players Nearby:</strong> Melarian <br><strong>Location:</strong> Horses!<br><hr><br>Whatever trouble lingered in the air like the foul scent of dung from Cirven and Nilofer’s departure did not linger in her mind to mar the rest of the day. The possibility of being around the fabled beasts, common to other races, erased away all else from her mind except perhaps overcoming opposition to her being around them. She would never ever eat a horse even with the threat of starvation. <br><br>The dragoness held too much respect and admiration for the creatures to hair a hair on their heads. Why did such a fascination linger in her mind for what elves might see as just a method of transportation? She actually managed to overhear, when naught but a hatching of a few years, an older dragon talking about a story of one of the horses with more varieties than dragons. There were land horses. Winged horses. Underwater horses. More than four legs horses. Horned horses. The one he spoke of more often than not was a horse befriended by him. Its name, if she remembered correctly, was Sleipnir. The dragon had been gone for many years so it was always a celebration when one gone for a long amount of time returned to their rightful home. He talked of finding Pebble out on his time in the plains. Through some type of rough play, the creature suffered a grave injury which would have either killed it in a matter of hours or made it easy prey for any oncoming prey.For whatever reason, the dragon decided to show mercy towards the creature and used the healing spit to help nurse Sleipnir back to life. <br><br>The horse was wild and willful. What had he said about it? Its mane rivaled the night sky in color. So dark it was almost blue. Shimmering and glowing underneath the hot glare of the sun with eyes able to pierce into any being’s soul due to an innate willfulness and strength. Together, the two traveled over the continents, experiencing many trials together. The horse even managed to adjust and display little to no fear when the dragon revealed its true self. As with many relationships, one begins to age and grow old and with more years grows illness then finally the inevitable death. Safiya’s attention drew from out of the depths of her mind when the elf Melarian answered her question with what appeared to be the wrong answer. She had, in fact, been inquiring about the truthfulness of her meeting other members of the Haas, who appeared to be nearly as rarely seen as a dragon in some ways. She did not bother to correct the woman since she figured the woman would eventually get around to the knowledge and facts she actually wished to her other than comments about outside appearances.<br><br>Walking through the passageway, she took in the sights of the world around her while listening attentively to the words falling from the woman’s lips. There was something truly enchanting about this place. It seemed like the leaves were greener while vines, budding with flowers, crawled up thick trunks with the closeness of a lover. Yet, she could not see herself living here. It did not feel like home. This was not to be felt as an insult or under appreciation. She imagined only the elves could thrive within the protection of the threes while no disturbing the animals and creatures around them. The elfen city was just not the right place for her to build an eventual home or nest. Safiya did not know what this place might look like in the future. She had a feeling she would just know whenever she happened to find it. Titling her head backward, she noticed the beams of sunlight peeking through the thick foliage as if to greet her. It was tempting to lift up her hand to capture the light in her hand, but she recalled the way the elves reacted to the topic of magic. <br><br>It seemed like something to be spoken about in private rather than in public, and she did not wish to draw more curious eyes to herself than already done. <em>You are in hiding.</em> The words echoed through her mind with the weight of brick tossed at her very soul. After being at the nest for so long, it was odd to not be herself. To not do what was natural. She liked the sounds of these Haas with each passing second even if she was not too obsessive with fighting. Out of the corner of her eye, Safiya noticed a male elf wearing&nbsp; flower pinned to his clothing. Recalling the one gifted to her by the female elf, she reached into the pocket of dress to rub her fingers over the petals. <strong>"Do you often wear flowers?"</strong><br><br>She paused a bit in her stride to look over at the elf when she seemed to stumble over her words upon mentioning the Centos. It seemed like the hatred between the two races ran deep. The battle for resources and space likely had&nbsp; taken many lives on both sides. She could not help but wonder why they did not attempt to live together rather than paint the ground with each other's blood but then she recalled how odd it would be for another, not of draconic blood, to dwell within the caves. <br><br><strong>"What was once alive or destroyed,"</strong> she responded to the comment about the trees. <strong>"Will return again. It is the way."</strong> Still, she did understand the plight. What could&nbsp; they do to save their ancestral home? Safiya continued to walk, focused on getting to her destination until she realized Merlarian had paused to speak further on the Centos. Growing up in a place with lots of different personalities, she was not exactly sure if she believed Centos would kill her without question. If first impressions spoke true about the elves, she would think all of them were horny rabbits with the tendency to snap viciously without reason or just cause. Surely there was more to the Centos just as there was more to the Peranos and Trithos. Saffy did not bother to boast about the likeliness of an attacker dying before they could harm a hair on her head. There was a benefit to staying somewhat of a mystery. The young dragoness&nbsp; thought about the scenario in her mind as it was played out by Merlarian's words. What would she had done if she saw the woman there? It was always harder to be kind than hurtful. She could let her go with the chance of the foe returning stronger and not beatable&nbsp; then there was the chance of her returning the favor with mercy if the tables were ever turned to not be in one's own favor. War was a tricky battlefield. <br><br>It was clear the two were at war with each other. Some animals would kill defenseless prey although some type of mercy would be shown to enable a quick death by suffocation or a quick snap of a neck. What one saw as savagery could be described as efficient. <strong>"Do you hate them? For what they have taken from you?"</strong> Safiya was not exactly sure if the question was a sensitive topic or not but it seemed to be the general way of the Centos. There was no need for gentle reminding to use her own judgement about the war since Safiya was always an independent thinker even though she was open to other people's thoughts. She could not truly decide how she felt about the Centos without never being around one in such a manner as with the Elves. From her distance when near the city, they did not seem too dangerous although their ways seemed just as odd to her as with the elves. <strong>"It seems like your people would do well to learn from my people in the ways of battle if you wish to survive the onslaught from the Centos."</strong> It was merely a thought spoken aloud since it seemed like the logical path to follow. Not soon after they began to walk again, they at last reached the place most desired in Safiya's mind. <br><br>The scent in the air shifted ever so slightly with each closer step. It was the smell of horses and fresh hay. <strong>"Beautiful,"</strong> she whispered softly as a pleased smile spread at her lips. Her hands came up to touch the fence which held them, leaning over it with obvious contemplation in her eyes. Transfixed, she watched the horses for a few minutes, taking in the way the moved along with the quiet neighs and nickers. She reached out her hand in offering to the one which appeared to be a hatching of the moon itself. The horse looked at her as if she were a fool then went about its way. <strong>"Wise. Who does the silver one belong to?"</strong> Safiya set the dress, newly brought, onto the grass then left over the enclosure with natural grace and ease. <strong>"How do I gain its trust?"</strong><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Deamonbane</strong> on <strong>02-03-2013, 04:04:35</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/0/06/Cirven150.png)</div><div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/79/Cirven150a.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Cirven<br><strong>Current Form:</strong> Trithos<br><strong>Location:</strong> Myeliae<br><strong>Players Nearby:</strong> Nilofer<br><br><hr><br>He listened to her, realizing that she might be a bit more stubborn than he had thought her to be. Well, he was stupid if he thought that a scolding would bring her to think about it clearly. Obviously, her father, and countless other family members had thought the same, and her reaction to the severe talking to had ended up with her sent away from her pampered life, to live here to make a living for herself. Her father was a smart man, apparently. Not smart enough to be able to talk his daughter into accepting her fate, as Cirven had his doubts that any one man was capable of such a thing. A few women, though, his mother among them, but no men. But he had realized that fact, and had sent her off to get a grip on what true life was about. She hadn't learned her lesson, obviously, since she still seemed to think that she had been wronged by what her father had done, but it was a shewd move. Cirven would remove his helmet to the man when they met. <br><br>But for now, he decided that giving her the last word would be a bad move, considering her astounding ego. If she for some reason thought what she apparently had started to regard as a fight, things would get even trickier than before. His hand flickered out, faster than her eye could see, and gripped her delicate wrist in a vice-like, but not rough grip. It spun her around though, again, and brought her out of sight once more of any onlookers. He knew that she would resist, so her gripped her other wrist too, and pinned them above her head to a wall behind her. His eyes were dull, almost unseeing. He was acting on reflex now, and he had learned long ago not to allow mind workings to interfere with his reflexes. That quickly changed however, faster than she was likely to notice, and he leaned in close and whispered in her ear, quickly, heatedly, the control over his voice gone.<br><br>"I am guessing that it was the first reality check in your dainty little life, and I am about to give you a second, so listen closely. When we marry," He paused," If we marry, you will not be treated poorly. You will have my attention, when it is mine to give, you will have my respect, honor, and love," He didn't know what that even meant, but if it meant that he would be faithful to her, if it meant that he would try to be understanding, hell do his best at it, if it meant that he would provide for her every need, or make his greatest attempt, then yes, he suppose he would love her," And if you think that your father is more frightening then I am, when I need to be, then I don't see why you think of me as such a monster in battle," He didn't go into the details, but stories... Like he said himself, one couldn't believe all that stories said," But you don't see things as I do, I suppose."<br><br>He pulled away, looking almost regretful that he had manhandled her roughly," I didn't go to the edge of a Centos village to live dangerously," He bit back a remark that she wouldn't know what living dangerously was," I have lived dangerously all my life, and that was probably the least dangerous thing I have done in a while, at least when it came to dealing with Centos. I am not some sort of killing machine. I kill when an attempt is made on my life, or that of my men, when in the defense of my land and my people. Yes, I am a warrior of some skill... and luck..." he admitted grudgingly," But I don't kill for pleasure. I don't kill because it brings me enjoyment. It is my duty, and while victory and accomplishment do give me a pleasant feeling of a job well done, I do not pursue it with bloodthirstiness. We all live a hard life, and you have just been given a taste of it. I regret that it has happened at all, but I am not your father, nor will it be my place to tell him what to do in regards to you until we are husband and wife. And when that happens, I will make sure that you are properly cared for," He stepped away, bowing," In that, if nothing else, you may hold our marriage in some sort of anticipation, I hope," He looked into her eyes, unreadable now as they usually were, and he moved away.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>02-03-2013, 05:31:30</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/f/f9/Nilofer150.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Nilofer<br><strong>Species/Form:</strong> Peranos/Peranos<br><strong>Players Nearby:</strong> Cirven<br><strong>Location:</strong> [Myelaie] Bridge connecting two parts of the town. <br><br><hr><br>Nilofer squeaked when he gripped her wrist, and found herself pinned to one of the tall support posts that ran above their heads. His eyes frightened her and she didn’t fight, not sure that she would be able to anyway. <br><br>His hot breath puffed against her ear and she recoiled, or tried to, but wasn't able to get far enough away to avoid his words. "You know nothing about me and assume a great deal!" she squeaked.&nbsp; His love? Was he mocking her? "Don't lie to me. Don't you dare! I already know that I'm going to be left alone all the time, because you don't want to marry me. I don't blame you, but not for reasons that you probably think!"&nbsp; She wasn't scared of him, not really. Much. What he said about her father upset her, but she tried not to show it. <br><br>When he pulled away, she wrapped her arms around herself. She gritted her teeth together so hard. She didn't believe that he would love her. His words pissed her off. <br><br>"I understand that you're defending our people. I don't like the war. I wish that the Centos would just leave us alone and I understand that they won't. The death and… the suffering… It has to stop." She didn't know what to say about him not liking to kill.&nbsp; "Fine! Fine! You don't like killing!" <br><br>She bit her lip. "You'll make sure that I'm properly cared for? What does that mean? You're going to be gone to war… that's what you do. I'm going to be <em>alone</em>." She didn't want to be alone. It was… well… lonely. All he did was make her feel blue, like she was doing everything completely wrong. "You keep talking about my father," she said bitterly. "But all he wants is me to know what it's like to suffer on my own, so that I will welcome you with open arms so that I don't have to be alone and scared. You think that you know everything about me and I'm sure that Comgal told you what a trouble maker I am and how pathetic I am, but I don't care. I'm not pathetic! I'm completely terrified of spending the rest of my life longing for things that I can't have because I was shoved off on a man that doesn't really want me. You tell me that you'll love me but I know that it's not true. I'll be the last thing that crosses your mind."&nbsp; <br><br>She watched him walking away and wanted to scream. She wanted to hit him, to knock his smugness down a peg or two. Tears streamed down her face and she wiped them away furiously. <br>&nbsp;<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haloriel</strong> on <strong>02-03-2013, 08:48:33</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/3/31/Melarien3.jpg)</div><br><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name: </strong>Lady Melarien va’Taeloris. (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=160364.msg7733223#msg7733223)<br><strong>Shortnames: </strong> <em>Larien, Lari, Tree Dancer.</em><br><strong>Musical Inspiration:</strong> From Deep in My Heart - Karl Jenkins. (http://grooveshark.com/#!/s/From+Deep+In+My+Heart/4Pinid?src=5)<br><strong>Race:</strong> Peranos.<br><strong>Location: </strong> Myeliae - <em>Stables.</em><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> <em>Open for Interaction - Safiya.</em></span><br><hr><hr><br><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font">It pleased Larien that Safiya's mind moved away from the sad and angry moment they had encountered not long before arriving to observe the horses, and a quiet, happy sigh eased forth as she laughed freely.&nbsp; Tilting her head, she considered the questions asked of her, which were beyond delightful.&nbsp; If there was nothing else true about the healer, she loved to be needed by someone, whether the words would come forth or no.&nbsp; Her complete fascination of the horses held Melarien also as still and intrigued, as it had been sometime since she'd viewed the beauties in the light of something that seemed new every time.&nbsp; An easy smile curled her lips.<br><br>Watching Safiya, she wondered what the woman was thinking about with such a joyful, pensive expression, but after a moment turned her face away to give privacy of thoughts while returning her attention to the horse.&nbsp; That of course was easy, not being remotely something she minded doing.&nbsp; Hands folded neatly as she pondered answers to Safiya's questions asked earlier.&nbsp; First was the flowers.&nbsp; She'd also seen the young man, as well as another woman that had passed them by; it had both made her happy and sad at once.&nbsp; <strong>"The wearing of flowers signifies courtship, rather than betrothal precisely.&nbsp; It means that there is at least one admirer of that person and depending on the positioning, the manner the flower is worn dictates how the bearer feels in return, or if they are available to be courted by others in addition.&nbsp; Sometimes, it is a very merry race,"</strong> she said with a soft chuckle.<br><br><strong>"You are right of course about balance.&nbsp; All things return one way or another, and we elves know that all too well, especially those that keep the traditions sacred.&nbsp; I think ... that is one very big trouble regarding the Centos.&nbsp; We have not upheld our ways so well, so wisdom no doubt evaded us at the very beginning of this warring."</strong>&nbsp; Her brows furrowed as she considered a way to explain her feelings, and eventually Melarien shook her head.&nbsp; Hatred was something that did not belong really anywhere.&nbsp; It gave nothing and only continued a cycle of hatred, which helped no one and eventually brought harm back to oneself.&nbsp; <strong>"No.&nbsp; I do not hate them.&nbsp; I only am sad, because in their stubbornness to fight us and take everything, these Centos have lost what I feel ... makes them who they are as well.&nbsp; So it is ... unfortunate that we must all lose.&nbsp; As that is in the end what this all is,"</strong> she murmured gently.<br><br><strong>"I do agree with you about battle, but it is not my place to ... interject, I am afraid.&nbsp; The best I could do is ..."</strong> suddenly, a light seemed to go on in her head.&nbsp; <strong>"As strange as this might be - I wonder if ... Cirven would pass along my suggestions.&nbsp; They are the ones of the elves that care more of learning and ... to some extent will accept change more than we of the trees might."</strong>&nbsp; She smiled a little, trying not to bounce on her toes with excitement.&nbsp; With a slow, deep breath, Melarien managed to control her impulses.&nbsp; It would be much better for an experienced veteran to consider her words and present them as thoughts, rather than involving herself directly.&nbsp; <strong>"In order to win any battle, study one's enemy and learn their weaknesses.&nbsp; I cannot think any have done that at all, not at least ... the way it should be with a completely open mind."&nbsp; She turned and beamed at Safiya, eyes gleaming then with unshed tears and considerable emotion.&nbsp; "You are a brilliant wise soul.&nbsp; Thank you."</strong><br><br><em>Perhaps tomorrow after the man has rested, I will speak to him.&nbsp; He seems a good soul, if not somewhat tormented.</em><br><br>The healer did not envy Nilofer her place at all, as that would be a difficult man to love as they were so very different types of people.&nbsp; Briefly she wished she could smack the person in the head that caused that entire mess, but after a moment released that wouldn't help anyone either as much as the hatred would.&nbsp; Melarien offered her hands to the woman to direct her past the fence, yet again without touching her. <strong>"Well - the silver horse is actually mine, but I cannot ride him so well anymore."</strong>&nbsp; She didn't explain why, and thought it all to the better.&nbsp; No one needed to know of her own struggles as it was not the proper moment to speak of things long past.&nbsp; To dwell upon pain was foolish indeed.&nbsp; Better to learn and move forward, always.&nbsp; <strong>"So he stays here to be exercised as often as can be managed.&nbsp; To gain his trust, you approach gently, with patience - and often times food will do."</strong>&nbsp; She gestured to Safiya's pocket.&nbsp; <br><br><strong>"The flower I gifted you is filled with a very thick honey.&nbsp; It happens to be his favourite treat.&nbsp; Feed it to him, and I will give you a dozen more if you wish them."</strong>&nbsp; At that moment, the silver horse neighed and rose again on its powerful legs, briefly.&nbsp; Landing and shaking his head - he looked directly at Safiya and whinnied.<br><br>Intriguied, Melarien took a step back to see how the two would manage and trying not to hover like a mother hen.&nbsp; <strong>"His name is <em>Reciren</em>."</strong></span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Flower</strong> on <strong>03-03-2013, 15:35:36</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://25.media.tumblr.com/d3d54e1575e8c9d8df68779f5d609eab/tumblr_mg9sd2vDgp1r976s2o1_1280.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Safiya<br><strong>Current Form:</strong> Human form, Haas<br><strong>Players Nearby:</strong> Melarian <br><strong>Location:</strong> Horses!<br><hr><br>Even though Safiya did not turn to face Merlarian as she answered her question about the wearing of flowers, it was evident she listened do to the occasional pout of her lips in thought along with a flash of something other than interest in the horses in her eyes. She found the tradition during courtship to be endearing and delightful. <strong>"Nilofer should wear a flower."</strong> <br><br>The statement was spoken with a questioning air to it although she was not exactly sure if the elf's situation fit the tradition of the flower, considering she was already taken by Cirven. However, something told her a little courtship might serve well to make the Peranos female feel more secure in the pending mateship. Hell, even some of the males courted back at the nest with female dragons. Nothing said 'I'm interested' better than a big, bloody elk to sink one's teeth in whilst on the ledges. Some might think little of the gesture until they tried to hail up the heavy creature to that specific spot. It was not an easy task. <br><br>Her eyes lowered to the sleek but strong legs of the horses as they pranced about the open area. Part of her wished to know what the sounds coming from them meant in actuality. Safiya knew it to be a language. She did not lose hope understanding the creatures. Even if she could not learn the words, the dragoness hoped to learn the body movements since it was another method of communication. Quietly, she thought about the relationship between Elf and Centos. Safiya could not verbalize her feelings on whether or not keeping traditions was the reason for their losing of the war. She had not been around long enough to create an opinion nor had she seen the power of the Centos on the field of combat. <br><br>Finally, Safiya tore her gaze away from the pastures to look directly at Melarien when she answered the question of hatred. As with the horses, she looked for signals of language within body language. She looked for truth and found it. Melarien was being stripped of her ancestral homes and likely lives of elves she'd known for years but the female did not hate them. Fascinating. <strong>"When one way does not work, another will."</strong> She tilted her head to the side, regarding the woman with a curious expression. <strong>"If it is anything like the world, the solution will turn out to be without complexity and obvious once learned."</strong> Safiya really wanted to know what happened before the way. What lead up to the tension and hatred? Was here ever a time when the two races were partners rather than enemies? From the Elven perspective, it seemed like the Centos were the lions. The aggressors of it all. <br><br>She nodded her head in agreement to speaking with Cirven. Even if he was Nilofer's doom, he did seem to be the elves' savior. Safiya shook her head at the compliment since she was far from wise. Her parents would likely have better opinions of what should&nbsp; be done to benefit the Peranos. <strong>"Do not thank me yet. My suggestion can turn out disastrous."</strong> Despite the graveness of the possibility, there was playfulness in the dragoness voice before she stretched out her arms with a soft yawn. <br><br>Safiya lifted both of her eyebrows upon hearing the magnificent steed, who had just shunned her, belonged to the female beside her. Some might have ignored one particular part of Merlarian's explanation but she was not like most. The question tumbled out of her mouth before she could even think of personal boundaries. <strong>"Why not?"</strong> The elf looked sound of body without injury to her legs. She walked with what Safiya perceived as inner grace and without the clumsiness of a child to be heard and seen by all. Once informed of how to get the horse to look at her as something other than a threat or someone incredibly foolish, she pushed her hand into the pocket containing the flower, stroking her fingers across the petals. Almost instantly, she felt something sticky touching her hand. The feel of honey. Experimentally, she brought her finger up to place into her mouth. It tasted familiar. She smacked her lips together then placed the association with the meat from earlier found in Nilofer's home. It had some type of glaze on it. <strong>"Very good,"</strong> she complimented with a smile. <strong>"I can understand why he likes it."</strong> Her hand went once more into the pocket, pulling the flower out to offer with extended hand to the horse. <br><br>Excitement danced in her eyes at the display of the horse. She knew a challenge when she saw one. <em>They run like the wind herself.</em> <strong>"It must feel like flying."</strong> Safiya's active mind pictured it clearly. A wild, laughing Merlarian with unbound hair riding through thick mist as if within the clouds. How she did miss flying. It had been less than a day but felt like years in her mind. Then, a name was spoken. <strong>"Reciren? What does it mean?"</strong> Yes, even for dragons, names held meaning. The color of her scales was likely the reason for her mother's baptism of her name. Pure. The depth of the horse accepting her was shown through the slight quiver of her hand, beseeching Reciren to accept her. She was not sure how long she stood there, statuesque. Safiya could display patience for some matters, and this was one of them. It seemed her efforts paid off, or rather, the creature's desire to have the flower even if it was from her hand. She watched as Reciren approached closer and closer with a slowness as if intended to run off and join the others if she displayed any hostility. There was none to be found. Finally, she felt the soft touch of horse's mouth against her fingers. She wanted to reach out her hand to touch the silvery threads of its mane but knew all too well about not liking being touched without permission. So, she enjoyed the closeness as it lasted. As soon as the flower was out of her hand, Reciren pulled away to place distance between them but not before he gently bumped his head against his owner. <br><br><strong>"I wish to fly. It is too early though."</strong> It was, in fact, too early. Someone could see her, and she could get hurt in the process. Yet, before Melarian could answer gratitude came forth. <strong>"And thank you, for sharing him with me."</strong> Even if it was only for a brief few seconds, Safiya was appreciative. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Swordsman18</strong> on <strong>04-03-2013, 05:02:57</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/c2/Thanos.jpg)</div><br>Name: Thanos (Sukanar)<br>Current Form : Amythyst Dragon/Haas-Filoth<br>Players Nearby : Emmalyn<br>Location: Dariell -&gt; Scarlett Warrior Resthouse<br><br><br><hr><br>"I will rent the room for you for the year, you will not have to serve as a bar wench or anything like that but I expect you train hard." Thanos told her as he started the walk towards Scarlett. His cloak of darkness was not going to be able to hold for all that long since he had been holding it for awhile. Most of the time he took breaks from his seller persona. But today he was not getting any bites until she showed up. "Emmalyn, hold up for a moment." He dropped the hood that he was wearing, letting her see just a bit of his brown hair until he quickly pulled a wrap from his pocket wrapping his head from neck to the tip of his head leaving slits for those green eyes.<br><br>"Sorry about that, just my face is sensitive to light so I need to cover up." He lied to her since he did not want her to have to deal with the fact that he was living a double life. Eventually he would tell her. But it was nothing for her to bother herself with this early in their arrangement. Once wrapped, he put the hood back on and continued to walk towards the bar as if he had never stopped moving. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Deamonbane</strong> on <strong>04-03-2013, 05:07:31</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/0/06/Cirven150.png)</div><div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/79/Cirven150a.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Cirven<br><strong>Current Form:</strong> Trithos<br><strong>Location:</strong> Myeliae<br><strong>Players Nearby:</strong> Nilofer<br><br><hr><br>He spun around, the words leaving her lips causing something of a chain reaction in him. She was developing an odd feeling inside of him. Her judgements, if tossed like she had by someone else he would have ignored it as the ravings of someone that had issues. But her, she just irked him. The verbal arrows that she tossed at him hit home rather too close to heart, and he disliked that. It irritated him to no end, and he would have liked nothing better than to put her in her place. Something about how she had spoken to him, no matter how off and erroneous her conclusions were, felt like accusations, each tossed at him. He felt like he was being accused for a crime that he did not commit. Offended was not quite the word for it. Indignant, maybe? No, that wasn't right either. He did feel his face heat up, like he had never felt it before. To make him angry was a feat indeed, and one that she might have been proud of, had she known, or, even if she cared.<br><br>He looked back at her, his eyes looking like a storm brewing, his jaw clenching, fights clenched so tight his knuckles were white. He was well beyond irritated now. There were just some things that were not meant to be said to certain elves, and she had a talent, it seemed for finding out just what those things were. He took a step in her direction, steady, slow, eyes still seeming to brim with fire," I," His voice was low, tempered, steely," Have many flaws, and many more to be had, I am sure. But one flaw that I could never be convicted of," He took another step closer," Is lying. I do not lie."<br><br>He stopped walking towards her, taking a deep breath, and trying to calm himself," And when I say I will care for you, I mean, Nilofer," He spat her name out like an insult, looking dangerous now, reeking of power and deadly peril," I mean I will put you, and your welbeing and welfare above everything: My honor, my duty, even my life. And I will swear it when we are married," He took another step closer, and he was pressed up against her, feeling the warmth of her body seeping into his own," That is what I determine as love. That is what I see a man should promise, and keep, to his wife. And that will be what happens."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>04-03-2013, 05:26:58</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/f/f9/Nilofer150.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Nilofer<br><strong>Species/Form:</strong> Peranos/Peranos<br><strong>Players Nearby:</strong> Cirven<br><strong>Location:</strong> Myeliae<br><br><hr><br>It wasn't so much that she wanted to rile him beyond belief as much as it was that she so desperately wanted to believe him. When he stepped toward her with eyes filled with such fury, she squeaked and backed up, her rear and shoulders pressing against the support posts. <br><br>The way that he said her name was cruel, like it was a vulgarity that he hated to utter. But the heat of his body against hers, with her already so angry and her heart and hormones on such frayed ends, she simply reacted.&nbsp; "That's not love. That's duty. It's not the same thing."&nbsp; Angrily she put her hand against his shoulder and pushed at him, but being smaller than he it didn't do much. Reaching up with her hand, she gripped his chin and lips sternly. <br><br>"Love is when you can't live without someone, when you wake up and they're your first thought. When the thought of hurting them is worse than cutting your own heart out. That is love. Not duty. I don't want you to be dutiful. I don't want that in a husband. I want someone who will wake up and think of me before they think of anything else, and I want that someone to be someone that I think of just the same. That I can't fathom ever being away from. And that kills me that you're going to be gone, because if by some <em>miracle</em> we come to love each other, you're going to be gone so much and every day I will be afraid that you're not coming back to me. I know that it's for the good of the people. I’m not stupid. You say that I don't understand. One of my fears is that I will love you and lose you <em>too</em>.&nbsp; I'm not as selfish as you seem to think. But what I am is scared. I don't want to live my life without love and be tied to someone. If I'm going to do that I'd rather be alone. I don't want to be a burden to you. I don't want to burden anyone."&nbsp; <br><br>She felt like she was going to burst inside. "And if I hadn't found out who you were and things hadn't gone the way they were, I would have probably have shown you just exactly how much I don't really mind military men."&nbsp; She smirked and leaned up on her tiptoes.&nbsp; Sadistically she pressed her lips to his, her mouth soft, but surprisingly so were his.&nbsp; <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Adonis</strong> on <strong>04-03-2013, 06:58:35</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/8/8e/Reohuthumb.JPG)</div>Name: Reo<br>Current Form : Humanoid<br>Players Nearby : Isela<br>Location: Small island chain on the southwest tip.<br><br><hr><br><br>The intensity of Isela's statements that followed what in his mind were such practical actions surprised Reo to say the slightest. She had all but declared her exclusive love for him, as well as her commitments and he was feeling honestly a bit overwhelmed. So, he did what came naturally to him in the situation and slipped from her grasp. As he passed, he gave her the most wicked of grins, and let his fingertips slide up her inner thigh, blatantly brushing her sex before they trailed up her hip and left her body completely.<br><br>Once he made his way up the beach and was free from the water he let the sexual energy built up flow into the natural power that he had, and simply let it drain off as he froze all of the errant droplets of water on his body. The saltwater smoked it was so cold, and with a brush of his hands, he simply flicked off the frozen pieces of seawater. It was an odd way to dry himself, but the shock of cold felt wonderful to Reo, and now he was for the most part dry.<br><br>Making his way back to where they sat before, he picked through the sand for some of the fruits and swallowed a few of the smaller ones whole, not daring to chomp down into them and unleash whatever tongue molesting sourness that lay within. Fish was definitely more predictable, and the subtle differences in flavor were more suitable to him than the sudden riot that the little berries involved.<br><br>As he picked the bits of sand from the remaining fruits, he turned his attentions back to Isela, wondering how she was handling his latest little tweak to her hormones. Reo did so love toying with the smaller woman's thought process. He found a thrill knowing that he could reduce her overly complicated, analytic mind to a puddle&nbsp; of confusion, lust, and pleasure. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SinfulAngel</strong> on <strong>04-03-2013, 08:07:30</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/c9/Sinemdrag.jpg)</div><br>Name: Emmalynn<br>Current Form : Peranos<br>Players Nearby : Sukanar<br>Location: Dariell - City Street<br><br><hr><br>She nods slowly, "That would be much appreciated, you seemed to be friendly with the Inn keeper of the Scarlett Warrior." she begins to follow him and is startled as he stops dead in his tracks. She watches him with intense curiosity as he wraps his head with the silky material those green eyes of his almost seeming luminous against such dark black thread. She follows him in silence the rest of the way back to Scarlett.<br><br>She smiles softly as he opens the door for her once more, moving quickly past him she makes her way inside. After a moment of being inside a bar wench asks for Emmalynn to follow her. She can't help but take in the voluptuous full figure of the woman as she leads her up the stairs and to the bedroom at the end of the hall. Emma smiles sweetly and accepts the key. Once the door is shut she pulls off the cloak that disappears the moment it leaves her flesh. She sets her bow and quiver on the small table slowly she unclasps the sword resting it against the wood top with her bow. <br><br>Her finger ruffle her hair for a moment before she leaves the room locking the door behind her. She quickly makes her way back into the bar, this time weaponless. Taking a seat alone she orders a pint of ale and whatever is being served for dinner. Her drink comes first and before to long some hunter is falling over himself and onto her lap.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Swordsman18</strong> on <strong>04-03-2013, 09:24:14</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/c2/Thanos.jpg)</div><br>Name: Thanos (Sukanar)<br>Current Form : Amythyst Dragon/Haas-Filoth<br>Players Nearby : Emmalyn<br>Location: Dariell -&gt; Scarlett Warrior Resthouse<br><br><br><hr><br>After talking at length with the Innkeeper about the fact that he now needed a second room for the girl. Oddly though it only caused a fifty gold increase in price compared to the potential hundred that he could have raised it. The Innkeeper seemed to appreciate the arrangement that they had worked out so far and the fact that Thanos's presence meant more business for him. Well he appreciated the gesture and planned on giving the Innkeeper 75 more gold pieces rather than the 50 increase that had now occurred. When his lengthy conversation had concluded, he came down the stairs to find his new apprentice and what she was up to. It seemed that she was just up to drinking and enjoying herself though she had an unwelcome guest in her lap. <br><br>A guest that went from her lap to midair quite effortlessly as Thanos lifted him off of the girl and placed him on the ground beside her. "You sir need head off on your way home. She is not interested in you. I can assure you of that." The man attempted to reply to Thanos but looking into the face of a person whose only discernible feature is their eyes is something that worried him. He slurred an apology before he had to deal with the mysterious armed black figure. "I see that you are having quite the time down here."<br><br>He sat in the seat beside her with the chair moaning as his weight was applied to it. All of the black cloaks did not seem as though they offered any real protection and other than his sword there was no clear source of the increased mass. Before he had even put his hand on the counter, there was a large mug of ale to greet him from one of the many bar wenches. Once he had tossed her coin, she gave him a smile in exchange. Gracefully, he lifted the cup up off the bar and took a sip of the ale giving the wench a thumbs up.<br><br>"I like Honey in my ale, you should let the girls and Scar know your drink preferences so they can just get your ale and other drinks prepared for you. Also let them know what you will have for breakfast and dinner. Lunch is more of a thing we will find on our own or buy from them on a piecemeal basis." He let her know of the things that were a part of the deal with Scar and how they were going to be living from here on out. "Now as my apprentice you are to be up by the light of dawn, when you get up do all of your hygienic activities and then head down to the lake. When you arrive, I want you to retrieve 6 large buckets which you will bring back to the wenches so they can do laundry. When you are done with that, go do 12 laps around the same lake with your sword or something of equal or more weight strapped to your left hip. And after that, I want you to take Scar's iron axe which is about three times the weight of your sword and try to cut down the large tree that is overhanging the path into town. You can do that till lunch when real training will begin."<br><br>He looked at her to see if she was still listening, but then he ended with, "And then from lunch till dusk I shall teach you the ways of the blade and on two days after a five day stretch will only be training days where we will work on techniques. Do you agree to all that Emmalyn?" He asked and smiled while he also made sure that no one in the bar was really paying attention to him or her.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SinfulAngel</strong> on <strong>04-03-2013, 23:40:47</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/c9/Sinemdrag.jpg)</div><br>Name: Emmalynn<br>Current Form : Peranos<br>Players Nearby : Sukanar<br>Location: Dariell - Scarlett Warrior Resthouse<br><br><hr><br>Her first reaction to the weight being lifted from her lap is relief then she is surprised as she looks up to find her "Hero" being the very man likely to make her life a living hell for the next year at least. Her jaw falls slack in shock as she looks from Sukanar to the behind of the man scurrying off and through the door the brightly lit outside world.&nbsp; "That Sir would depend on your definition of a good time. I intended to enjoy far to much ale and crawl up to bed.. not have my lap assaulted by some drunken buffoon." she shrugs a little and looks up into his still luminous green eyes, her gaze following his movements as he takes a seat near her. <br><br>'Scar' she looks around letting her eyes find the owner of Scarlett and she can't help but wonder how he got the name Scar, she'd have to ask Sukanar or Scar himself at a later time. Realizing he said something she turns her attention back on him. Her hand grasping the handle of her own mug bringing it to her lips as she listens to his instructions. She nearly chokes on her ale when he throws in that all of that is to be done before lunch meaning she should have it done in roughly 6 hours time if they have lunch around mid-day. Surprise is written all over her face as he continues to explain her life for the next year. Non stop training 7 days of the week from the day of prayer and rest all through the next day of prayer. She smiles sweetly accepting the new fully topped off ale from a wench and then quickly turns back to him. <br><br>She slowly shakes her head in disagreement, bringing her mug to her lips she downs the entire contents of her ale, brashly setting the mug on the bar top. She slowly licks her lips of any last remaining drop. "No no that won't work. I mean the training itself, will likely be tiresome and exhausting at first but I'm confident ill be fine and you'll have no need to worry. But i want one day off. One day to rest, or fuck or hike or drink.. One day a week devoid of training in any sense of the word." She sits up&nbsp; a little taller her large bust brushing against the bar as she leans closer to him, and slowly she leans in until her face is hidden by his hood, her lips brush gently against the silk cloth covering his ear. "That would give you one whole day to play secret tradesmen&nbsp; with a fake illness of the sun and giving you no need to worry about someone specifically me, realizing that you are really a dragon, playing at being human." She half falls back away from him and is caught by the wooden embrace of the chair. Obviously the ale has gone straight to her head causing her to be brazen with her words.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Deamonbane</strong> on <strong>05-03-2013, 02:44:03</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/0/06/Cirven150.png)</div><div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/79/Cirven150a.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Cirven<br><strong>Current Form:</strong> Trithos<br><strong>Location:</strong> Myeliae<br><strong>Players Nearby:</strong> Nilofer<br><br><hr><br>Well, her kind of love was not what he felt for her at the moment. In reality, he didn't even know that love was like that. Did she know? It was probably one of the few things in life, other than her craft, that she knew more than he did. He never felt that kind of love for someone. He had never even thought about it until she brought it forcibly to memory. But she would have to understand that being dutiful to her was not going to be a chore. But no, she needed to have love. It was why she was so against this marriage in the first place, he supposed. She was afraid that she would be stuck in a loveless and lonely marriage for the rest of her life, or his. Well, she had little to fear on that account. Men like him tended to die young. She grabbed his chin and bottom lip like she was his mother or tutor, angry with his willful behavior and not willing to put up with it any longer. He scowled as he listened to her speech, and was about to give her an earful in response, when she did the damnedest thing.<br><br>She kissed him. He was so incensed and irritated that he barely realized what she had done until he felt her lips clamped over his. She had mentioned something about showing him how much she didn't mind fighting men, or something to that effect, and then had pressed herself to him, standing as high as she could and, as if on a dare, pressed her soft, full, seductive lips to his. He nearly gasped when he realized it, or would have, if he hadn't had the emotions raging through his lean body the way that they had been. He was unpredictable now, and he disliked being unpredictable like something he had never felt. And so, in this odd frame of mind, in the challenging way that she had kissed him, there was two ways to go. One was to push her away and forget this had ever happened.<br><br>What the hell, she needed to be taught a lesson. What better manner of such instruction then this?<br><br>He leaned forward into the kiss, not gripping her hands anymore, but still pinning her to the wall behind. He tilted his head and lowered his body to give him better access to her mouth, hands descending down to grip her hips, pulling her closer in an almost possessive manner, lips making rough love to hers. One hand moved down the side of her leg until her dress ended. He slipped his hand underneath, now between her thighs and pushing the dress up as his fingers grazed over her warm, soft, smooth skin, climbing, ever climbing.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>05-03-2013, 03:45:20</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/f/f9/Nilofer150.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Nilofer<br><strong>Species/Form:</strong> Peranos/Peranos<br><strong>Players Nearby:</strong> Cirven<br><strong>Location:</strong> Myeliae<br><br><hr><br>It wasn’t really a nice thing to do, and she knew it, but the wickedness inside of Nilofer's heart sung sweetly as her lips pressed to his.&nbsp; She had every intention of letting him go and walking away, but those intentions failed in the light of the logic the returned kiss presented.&nbsp; <br><br>Pinned between him and the wall, she whimpered against his lips, eyes opening for a brief second.&nbsp; When his fingers closed around her hips she closed them again, lashes brushing her cheeks as she melted against him.&nbsp; <br><br>Feeling her skirt climbing her thighs, she trembled with excitement; joy pulsed through her veins with every beat of her heart.&nbsp; He felt so warm, so hard and muscular, and so very strong against her smaller body. If the elf had half the passion during sex that he had being an asshole, then she knew that she wouldn’t be bored, at least when he was home. <br><br>Her own hands, almost all on their own, roamed up his arms, over his shoulders, and then dragged slowly down his body.&nbsp; Nimble fingers unfastened the belt around his hips, not truly caring where they were. If her skirt was coming up then his pants were going down and they could meet somewhere in the middle. <br><br>Things were up in the air, and what they were doing might be a mistake when it was over, but she hoped not. Her lips parted and she flicked her tongue over his own lips and then battled with his tongue hungrily. A soft growl purred from her throat and she bit down on his bottom lip before kissing down his throat. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Swordsman18</strong> on <strong>05-03-2013, 04:55:04</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/c2/Thanos.jpg)</div><br>Name: Thanos (Sukanar)<br>Current Form : Amythyst Dragon/Haas-Filoth<br>Players Nearby : Emmalyn<br>Location: Dariell -&gt; Scarlett Warrior Resthouse<br><br><br><hr><br>Thanos was a little thrown for a loop when she was so free with her words. A look of surprise was on his face especially with the last thing that she had said that made him want to disappear before the morning. Like that he would be gone, just a shadowy figure off into the morning sun. But in exchange he started to sort out the little signs that she too had her own secret to hide. But she had gotten him wrong, he was not faking an illness to just anyone. It was more the fact that he did not want anyone to see his face since it meant that he could be targeted by people if he decided to go incognito. Even though she could not see it, he had a smile on his face.<br><br>"You are granted that day, it shall be on the 7th day of the week. And also feel free to do what you want whether it be fucking, resting, playing around or what have you." Thanos told her as he got up out of his seat and then stood above her. "I expect you to be quiet about that other issue or I can promise that you and I will never see each other again. It will be as if we never met." Thanos told her as those green eyes of his bore into her own very beautiful eyes. She was pretty for a girl that was now his apprentice. But he hoped that she actually took him seriously. <br><br>Thanos carried his mug in his right hand as he walked over to where the stairs were. "Come upstairs I want you to talk about certain things." His voice was as dark and mysterious as he had it earlier. "Though I can assure you that for the moment there will be no fucking." He laughed and even though his hood was drawn she could likely tell that he was smiling underneath it.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SinfulAngel</strong> on <strong>05-03-2013, 05:39:37</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/c9/Sinemdrag.jpg)</div><br>Name: Emmalynn<br>Current Form : Peranos<br>Players Nearby : Sukanar<br>Location: Dariell - Scarlett Warrior Resthouse<br><br><hr><br>Her eyes widen as he stands up, his height towering over her still seated position. Her breathing accelerates as he moves close enough so it voice can remain low but she hears it fully as if there were no other sounds around them. <br><br>Her hand pushes her mug forward as she graciously accepts a 3rd from one of the working women. Taking the cool metal in her hand she follows him with her eyes until he reaches the stairs. The invitation was a surprise to say the least but she couldn't help herself as she slowly rises from the wooden chair and follows him slowly up the stairs. <br><br>She follows him up to the 3rd floor, staying a few steps behind him as they walk down the hallway. He opens the door to his room as she cautiously follows him into his room. "What do we need to discuss? We already went over my training schedule, we went over the fact that you're a dragon, and you've covered that we aren't fucking. So what other reason would you need to talk to me in private?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Swordsman18</strong> on <strong>05-03-2013, 06:48:28</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/c2/Thanos.jpg)</div><br>Name: Thanos (Sukanar)<br>Current Form : Amythyst Dragon/Haas-Filoth<br>Players Nearby : Emmalyn<br>Location: Dariell -&gt; Scarlett Warrior Resthouse<br><br><br><hr><br>"So you can get naked for me darling." Thanos says it with a very straight tone while he pushed the door closed. He was actually serious, though he by now was taking off his hood and the silk that covered his face exposing it to her. "See I showed you mine, now you show me everything." He took off his belt and then laid the blade and belt over against the far wall. Next, the cloak that he was wearing literally vanished there before her leaving him in a set of iron plate armor that covered him from the neck down. All of that started clanging against the floor as well. It took him all of another fifteen seconds till he was just standing there in small cotton shorts and nothing else. His body was completely pale seeming to shine in the moonlight of the evening. <br><br>There were a few candles in here but it seemed that there was a lot more light in this room than there should have been. It was as if someone was making it so that both of them could clearly see each other. A main feature of his tall form was that he actually was decently built. A six pack seemed close to turning into an eight pack of sorts, his arms were muscular but not overly so. His face seemed to be in contrast to his darker persona. Shape and structure of his face seemed to have been made by a sculptor of one of a statue of some peaceful man. Instead it was on that of a black market trader with good intentions. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SinfulAngel</strong> on <strong>05-03-2013, 10:59:45</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/c9/Sinemdrag.jpg)</div><br>Name: Emmalynn<br>Current Form : Peranos<br>Players Nearby : Sukanar<br>Location: Dariell - Scarlett Warrior Resthouse<br><br><hr><br>Hearing his words and then the slam and click of the door being shut behind her she can't help herself when she turns just enough to have him within her site. Wonder playing at every fiber of her mind while she watches in slight awe. She waits patiently to see the man she has sworn so much of her life to for the for seeable future. Once his face his re veiled to her she stares in awe, the sheer beauty of his face would rival that of her wildest fantasy. <br><br>Emmalynn half stumbles setting her mug down on the side table so close to her, next she kicks off the unnatural boots letting her feet relax against the natural wooden floors. "Right, tit for tat it would seem." And with that her fingers begin to deftly untie her corset. The harsh leather material falls from her waist and vanishes into thin air like nothing. Her entire both flinches as the armour clatters to the ground, it takes a moment for her heart to quit hammering inside her chest. Once she is calmed down her blue eyes flutter open, and she can't help but stare.<br><br>Swallowing hard she slowly brings her hands up to her shoulders pushing the soft sheer material away letting it fall to her ankles and disappear into nothing. Next her shaky hands push the skirts down as they disappear somewhere around her knees. After a few moments she shifts nervously on her feet. Her arms coming up to cover her bare chest leaving the rest of her soft curvy body open to his eyes. "Is there a reason you want to see me naked. I mean come on You haven't even told me your name yet. I just know I've hired you and I'm not your apprentice."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Swordsman18</strong> on <strong>05-03-2013, 19:37:36</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/c2/Thanos.jpg)</div><br>Name: Thanos (Sukanar)<br>Current Form : Amythyst Dragon/Haas-Filoth<br>Players Nearby : Emmalyn<br>Location: Dariell -&gt; Scarlett Warrior Resthouse<br><br><br><hr><br>"You know only one of my names, the other I think I shall wait on to tell you. I am Sukanar or Suka for short at the moment. Do not worry you shall know my name in time. But first let me stare as your wondrous beauty. It is not often that I see a girl of that particular race strip for me." Thanos moved and walked around her to see all of those curves and see how they were deliciously in the right places. Thanos especially appreciated&nbsp; her butt and the bust that she was hiding from him at the moment. "I want you to be my apprentice, but since we will be together for a long time. I wanted you to also be sort of a business partner as well. And for that, I will need you to dress a certain part." Thanos made clear what he wanted of her so that she would not have to worry about him just wanting a free show. He had to admit that he was slightly aroused by her nude form. A firm cylindrical object forming in those small white briefs that he was wearing.<br><br>"Do you want to be my apprentice is the question? You have agreed to the training and you have not paid me for the sword so really if you want to, you can flee right now and have lost nothing. I would not fault you for such an action but I do think that two dragons working together could be very interesting." Thanos stood in front of her once more, trying to shut down his bodily reactions to her. He only hoped that she was not going to assault him on two fronts by being aroused as well meaning that they would just feed into each other.<br><br>"Now dear, if you agree create an outfit that you think works well with the cloak that I usually wear." Thanos told her as he tried to get his mind back on track by looking more at her eyes than her body. Those eyes of hers really could draw a man in just as her body could. It was one of her best features in his opinion.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Deamonbane</strong> on <strong>07-03-2013, 05:24:10</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/0/06/Cirven150.png)</div><div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/79/Cirven150a.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Cirven<br><strong>Current Form:</strong> Trithos<br><strong>Location:</strong> Myeliae<br><strong>Players Nearby:</strong> Nilofer<br><br><hr><br>He lifted her skirt higher, above her thighs, over her waist and higher, since he tossed it up a bit awkwardly. He felt her nimble fingers work his pants lower, and finally off. He gripped the back of her thighs and, with a powerful grip usually reserved for the handling of swords, shields, and horse reins, he picked her up. Back up against the wall as she was, her legs wrapped around his midsection. He was now naked from the waist down, his head growing light as he felt blood rushing downwards, cock growing as he pressed against her, her lips exploring his neck, making his mind go wild, losing control of his body as he pressed against her. His hands came up, gripping the shoulders of her dress, and pushing the down, all the way to her elbows as he allowed her exploration to continue as he exposed her round, perfect breasts. He bit his bottom lip at the sight, finger one hand cupping one of the breast, twirling between his fingers.<br><br>The other hand, more industrious, slipped down her stomach, clinging to exposed skin where it could, going down between her legs, a small open space between her pussy and his cock yet. His fingers found the soft nub of skin that was her clit, rubbing it slowly and yet almost hastily, preparing her against him plunging himself inside, making her wet with arousal and anticipation. The other hand moved away from her breast, trailing up her bare neck and gripping the back of her head, not tightly. He angled his body away from her lips, using his hand there to tilt her head up, lifting her just a bit, feellng her wetness pressing against him, and he leaned in and kissed her neck, barring his teeth for a moment and pressing them against the sensitive skin that separated her neck from her shoulder. <br><br>He could feel that she was ready, her body speaking volumes as it pressed hard against him, her pussy wet with need when he pulled his hand away. He lifted her dress, hands leaving her pussy and the back of her neck to grip her bottom, holding her in place between him and the wall, his fat head poised between her legs, ready to enter. With a grunt, his hips powered forward, making him gasp as he plunged inside her for the first time, [ushing her bac against the wall as he pushed in, quickly, deep and hard, making him gasp, holding her in place.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>07-03-2013, 23:25:56</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/f/f9/Nilofer150.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Nilofer<br><strong>Species/Form:</strong> Peranos/Peranos<br><strong>Players Nearby:</strong> Cirven&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;<br><strong>Location:</strong>Myeliae<br><hr><br>The cool breeze felt heavenly on her legs, though she gasped at the shock of air between her legs. It wasn't cold, but the fabric hadn't quite let air through completely.&nbsp; Though she didn't mind, she soon had both ends exposed to anyone who cared to watch. Oh well, it wasn't like it would be the first scene in the village. Hell, it might even please her father to know that the pair was getting along to such… lengths and depths. <br><br>Her hand gripped his pulsing shaft and she teased the tip with one of her thumbs, licking her lips absentmindedly as he so roughly teased her pussy. She knew that she was wet, save for heartache she'd been aroused all day, especially in the woods with him when he had invited her to stay. <br><br>Feeling his fingers digging into her ass, she pulled herself up a bit as arms moved around his shoulders.&nbsp; A deep, but breathy groan rumbled from her lips when he finally got to the point and filled her up, which was something that he could indeed do properly, so she'd been wrong about him being a complete screw up. He filled her up tightly, but not to the point of pain. She knew for sure that she had a hard dick inside of her, one that could be painful to her if he was brutal, though she did want a good deal of his roughness. <br><br>The wood pressed against her back, rough in contrast to his skin.&nbsp; Immediately she began to shove her hips toward him, in what space she could, rather roughly. She didn't want to beg, but it was normally how she worked, asking nicely for what she wanted. But not that time. Her walls clenched at him greedily, and she squeaked and mewled for more. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SinfulAngel</strong> on <strong>08-03-2013, 05:20:07</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/c9/Sinemdrag.jpg)</div><br>Name: Emmalynn<br>Current Form : Peranos<br>Players Nearby : Sukanar<br>Location: Dariell- Scarlett Warrior Resthouse<br><br><br><hr><br>Her arms hug her full chest tighter trying to cover more as he begins to inspect her fully naked body. His presence at her back makes her a little uneasy causing her to shift on her feet just enough so she can look over her shoulder, just enough to keep him within eye sight. Her blue eyes widen in shock once more. This was all about a business proposal, he must be mad since most people perform those transactions with their clothing on.<br><br>She turns her head back around as he comes to stand before her once more.&nbsp; She drops her hands down planting them firmly on her hips as she takes on a stern look. "Listen here.. you may be used to dealings with those that would run out on a debt and leave you high and dry. But I am no such lady! Of course ill be your apprentice i wouldn't have accepted the sword or the room if i didn't want the job and as for the business partner.. why don't we first see how we work together.. it would be stupid to make long term plans if for instance we can't stand each other. Oh and yes Suka i did hear your name mentioned but i was never personally told it. I am Emmalynn you can call me Emma." Her eyes slowly look down his statue esque form, a smirk playing at her lips as she see's his body's natural reaction to the naked woman before him.<br><br>She takes a deep breath after her long winded speech and then slowly closes her eyes. It takes but a moment before a Sheer white (http://t0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcSBO8TIq9k47lRfo2tsKpTfh9QUvgObVjyP_u5Lu0FNDywHLl5I)&nbsp; material is covering her body, the over sized hood covering her dark hair letting peaks of dark come through. Her breasts pressing tight against the material causing her hard nipples to stand out. The sensual curve of her breasts becoming more defined as the material creates complex patterns and shadows across her creamy caramel skin. The deep v showing off her cleavage as the material works it way down her body hugging her tone sleek abdomen. Smoothing over her curvaceous hips. The dress making its way down her form before splitting over her right thigh laying open for her smooth flesh to slip through. "Now this, this is just a tease to show you it's not nice to taunt. And to let you know that two can play games if you so wish." She smiles, her blue eyes locked on his as the light causes a sparkle.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Deamonbane</strong> on <strong>09-03-2013, 08:10:03</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/0/06/Cirven150.png)</div><div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/79/Cirven150a.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Cirven<br><strong>Current Form:</strong> Trithos<br><strong>Location:</strong> Myeliae<br><strong>Players Nearby:</strong> Nilofer<br><br><hr><br>His eyes rolled, his breath caught in his throat and he felt like his head would float off, it was feeling so light. He remained inside her, cock buried to hilt inside her. But not for long. He could feel her arms over his shoulder, wrapped around his neck as she needed him, when in fact he needed her, for some odd reason that escaped him at the moment. Thoughts fled him at the moment in the presence of more pressing concerns, and he pulls his hips back, cock coated in her wetness, and he worked his way in again, considerably quicker, slamming her back into the wall again, making him feel powerful, strong. His grip on her held her in place, just high enough to be held between his ramming and holding her against the wall. Just perfect, and he pushed in again, and again, and again. He couldn't get enough of her, his arms flexing to hold her, his body tensing from the pure pleasure that she was providing him. He had never dreamed that his soon-to-be wife could have felt so good.<br><br>One hand trailed trailed away from her ass, up her stomach, already covered in a light sheen of sweat, his hips slapping loudly against the inside of her thighs, the sounds of his cock sliding into her sex, the smell of her pussy making him wilder, his grip on her more precise. His finger trailed up to grip her breasts, bouncing erratically, shuddering with each stroke that made him grunt and moan softly, leaning down to bite her shoulder, not too hard, but hard enough to leave something of a mark. He wasn't pausing in his fucking, not even for a moment. He had wanted this for a long, long time, but had never known it, discovering it now as he pushed into her again and again.<br><br>His finger closed around her nipple, palm rubbing her breast, holding it up, in place, heart pounding like a made beast trying to escape. His forefinger and thumb closed around the nipple, squeezing gently. He gasped as a sudden bolt of pleasure shot through his body, and he redoubled his efforts.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>09-03-2013, 19:59:11</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/f/f9/Nilofer150.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Nilofer<br><strong>Species/Form:</strong> Peranos/Peranos<br><strong>Players Nearby:</strong> Cirven<br><strong>Location:</strong> Myeliae; on a sturdy bridge between two parts of the village.<br><br><hr> <br>Being held in place as he ploughed into her body was something that she wasn't used to but oddly enjoyed. She hadn't ever been forced in place before, only had had her arms held down while her hips were free to buck.&nbsp; Nilofer didn't know if she would be able to admit that to him, about how much she enjoyed it. For that moment it wasn't necessary, but merely a thought in her mind as her body screamed <em>'WOW!'</em> and her consciousness registered why. <br><br>She didn't love him, that wasn't even a factor yet, but she knew that they were compatible in another way. <br><br>Her rump began to hurt but she didn't care, being slammed back against the post felt good in more than one way. The only thing that she could do was to squeeze him and use her walls to caress him deep within her body and she tried to time things to where each time he bottomed out inside of her that she would clench him, which caused a nice velvety, wet squeeze as he pulled back for his next thrust. Her personal pride made her want to prove that she was not a lame fuck, but by far those were not the entirety of her bag of sexual tricks. <br><br>But the pleasure became too much, his thrusts too delicious and deep, and she lost her ability to focus on the internal movements and gave in to the deliciousness that spread through her entire form. She began to shake bodily, trembling in his arms as her delight mounted.&nbsp; Her legs jerked and her eyes closed as she felt the joy peaking inside of her.&nbsp; "Nnnn... y-yeah!" she moaned softly before her breath caught. <br><br>Squealing out loudly, she crushed her breast against his hand as she tightened her arms and pulled him closer, forehead on his shoulder.&nbsp; Her sex spasmed and hot liquid pleasure shot from within her and soaked his cock, their thighs, and ultimately his pants as her walls locked down around him. Loud moans fell from her lips, buried against his throat as she climaxed quite intensely. As she saturated his pants, she clenched without trying, without doing it on purpose, her body throbbing around his cock naturally as if it tried to pull the come from his balls on its own.&nbsp; Her abdominal muscles tightened with her internal ones as well, her entire lower half taking part in her pleasure. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Swordsman18</strong> on <strong>11-03-2013, 03:02:50</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/c2/Thanos.jpg)</div><br>Name: Thanos (Sukanar)<br>Current Form : Amythyst Dragon/Haas-Filoth<br>Players Nearby : Emmalyn<br>Location: Dariell -&gt; Scarlett Warrior Resthouse<br><br><br><hr><br>"You are right we will need to learn about our compatibility. I do have a feeling that we will make a great pair with that mindset of yours." Thanos looked at her form the sheer white fabric across her body covering up but also displaying parts of her that had been covered by her hands before. "You are quite the tease, but you have a body that is too beautiful and valuable to ever be sold as a commodity. It is that allure that you hold that I am just starting to see if much more than I had originally accounted for. Whatever deity crafted you, made sure that you were to be a majestic sight for plain eyes." Thanos leaned down with his eyes turning towards his belt where he pulled a dagger from it. When he lifted it, he had a grip on the handle but then when he directed his attention over to Emmalyn, he adjusted to hold it by the blade. <br><br>"I will admit that this place is not the most safe, but I want you to be able to protect yourself so please take this dagger should someone bother you." Thanos was talking softly as he handed the blade over to the most beautiful woman that stood there before him. After she had taken it, he turned his back to her as he walked over to the window where the moon shone through but for some reason his shadow was not cast. "You have the rest of the night to do as you wish dear Emma. Unless there is something further that you would like to discuss with me. But I shall let you know that I am quite happy that you are my apprentice. There may be some hard days ahead but everything that will be done is for your own good." <br><br>His shadow, that was absent a few moments ago was starting to form up once more. The room was getting darker, much like it should be at the hour. With no candles in the room, soon it was going to be only lit by the moon outside with him standing in the path of the light. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Deamonbane</strong> on <strong>11-03-2013, 05:18:45</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/0/06/Cirven150.png)</div><div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/79/Cirven150a.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Cirven<br><strong>Current Form:</strong> Trithos<br><strong>Location:</strong> Myeliae<br><strong>Players Nearby:</strong> Nilofer<br><br><hr><br>He gasped at the feeling of her tightening around him, his eyes shutting as he felt his own pleasure not too far off. The smell of their sex filling the air around him, as he could feel her sweaty body clinging to him, her inner walls clinging to him as he hammered her back with another thrust, his pace, not too fast, as he didn't want to hurt her, but steady, and strong, each plunge going in deep, jolting her body back into the wall. He could feel her pleasure beginning to wind, her pussy beginning to tighten, her body clenching, her breathing being taken in heavier, her resistance breaking down, and she let out a moan and a few words before her breath caught. He should have taken that as a warning signal that she was about to peak, but he was engaged in taking her there, too engaged to realize the effects of her orgasm on him. He powered on, grunting softly, his fingers gripping her hard, his body holding on to it's sanity as he kept going, mercilessly pounding himself into her, hips slapping the inside of her open thighs.<br><br>When he finally realized what happened, it was too late. Her pussy spasmed around his cock at the end of another deep thrust, and he felt her juices coming out, coating his cock, spreading over the both of them. It felt like heaven, and he pushed harder, despite his surprise at her sudden climax having almost dashed his resistance and almost made him spread his seed inside her. But he didn't. Not yet. It drew a gasp and a low growl from him though, keeping himself from his pleasure making his entire body tense, and after a few thrusts inside her he stopped, one hand snaking up to grip her by the jaw and lift her to look up to him. For a second, they stared into each other's eyes, both recovering, and only he knowing what was coming next.<br><br>The sudden urge, need to possess her came over him. He was taking what was his before it was actually his, and he now wanted to stake his claim over her. She was his, and no other's. He moved away from her, his hand loosening it's grip on the back of her thighs, although he still held her chin. He gently let her down onto the ground, moving away. But not too far. His hands gripped her by the shoulders and spun her around, leaning her over the railing of the bridge, nothing for her hands to lean on, having her relying entirely on trusting him. He moved in behind her, wrapping his hand around in her thick, luxurious hair, the other hand gripping her shoulder and savagely yanking her back, pushing his hips forward at the same time. The result was electrifying, her body jerking as he slid into her yet again, making her breasts bounce, shoving her forward into his hands, which pulled her back for another thrust.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haloriel</strong> on <strong>11-03-2013, 12:39:51</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/3/31/Melarien3.jpg)</div><br><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name: </strong>Lady Melarien va’Taeloris. (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=160364.msg7733223#msg7733223)<br><strong>Shortnames: </strong> <em>Larien, Lari, Tree Dancer.</em><br><strong>Musical Inspiration:</strong> From Deep in My Heart - Karl Jenkins. (http://grooveshark.com/#!/s/From+Deep+In+My+Heart/4Pinid?src=5)<br><strong>Race:</strong> Peranos.<br><strong>Location: </strong> Myeliae - <em>Stables.</em><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> <em>Open for Interaction - Safiya.</em></span><br><hr><hr><br><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font">Larien's lips twitched as laughter bubbled up within her and was pressed down once more with her generally unshakable discipline.&nbsp; She bowed her head and nodded gently - amused at the thought of Nilofer wearing a flower.&nbsp; In one fashion, perhaps she should - yet in another she could nearly see her friend doing so simply to frustrate her betrothed.&nbsp; A sigh eased free of the healer.&nbsp; <strong>"Perhaps,</strong>" the woman replied in a non-commiting fashion. <strong> "I wouldn't be the one to say whether she should.&nbsp; I'd ... like to see her happy.&nbsp; Some should have that emotion the way the world is around us, now."</strong>&nbsp; Part of her hoped that perhaps somewhere, there was peace?&nbsp; No guarantee of the idea, yet - it was a glimmering of void buried in her mind, eventually whisked away like dew upon grass in the dawning of the sun.<br><br>This woman at her side had considerable wisdom - and more than she might have expected.&nbsp; With her words of balance and cycling, Melarien peered at her with a keener eye, yet the regard was very brief, lest she end up on the edge of rudeness.&nbsp; Curiosity stirred, and that too the lady slammed away.&nbsp; If it was the case that Safiya wished to tell her things, it was, in her mind, to presume in one way or another it would eventually occur.&nbsp; The consideration was enough to relax her thoughts as they stood together.&nbsp; The other horses ran about, all in various colours while some rested very still, recovering from injuries taken on the field.<br><br><strong>"Very well.&nbsp; You may be correct about the thanks.&nbsp; But, I do it because you sought to be helpful.&nbsp; Not because your idea was a perfectly sound one."</strong>&nbsp; The healer was very firm on her ideas and standards, this being one.&nbsp; No one ever had to give what they saw as being wise - they chose to do so, for one reason or another, and to Larien courtesy was everything.&nbsp; Even in anger - unless true rage was present in the heat of battle, it seemed best to her to remain watchful - and ahead of one's foe not to defeat them precisely but in the end to learn more.<br><br>Her smile was unabashedly wide with speech of her steed, Reciren.&nbsp; <strong>"It means moonkissed,"</strong> she repiied gently.&nbsp; It was not generally a name one might hear among the Peranos whom had more a reverence for the sun in general - but this particular animal seemed to fit the solemn moon from the moment she'd seen her as a foal.&nbsp; The smile she held tugged wider, with complete disregard for the scarring on her face.&nbsp; <strong>"I do not ride anymore,"</strong> she said softly, <strong>"because it is not safe.&nbsp; I cannot do so fast enough to avoid attackers."</strong> Centos crossbow bolts were extremely dangerous, and she simply didn't wish to be struck by one.<br><br>It was not asked of her - but she had continued the line of speech regardless.&nbsp; <strong>"You are welcome to come to see Reciren anytime - while you remain."</strong>&nbsp; A sadness stirred her at the thought of her new friend leaving, but that was exactly the sense the word 'flying' gave her.&nbsp; She didn't pry - yet again not wishing to ask for too much.&nbsp; It was ... <em>instinct</em>, for some strange reason she'd been unable to guess at.&nbsp; Watching the two together had been enough of a gift and a kindness, so to speak.&nbsp; Her eyes were wide in her expressive face as she watched - lips parting briefly as her gaze caught the way the light flickered through the trees.<br><br>There were moments of beauty that simply unfolded if one was watching ... <em>just right</em>.&nbsp; <br><br>It was almost enough to make her think that the war would end, and sooner than later.&nbsp; <strong>"Is there more you would do, now?"</strong>&nbsp; The words were softly spoken and very patient.</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SinfulAngel</strong> on <strong>12-03-2013, 02:31:05</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/c9/Sinemdrag.jpg)</div><br>Name: Emmalynn<br>Current Form : Peranos<br>Players Nearby : Sukanar<br>Location: Dariell- Scarlett Warrior Resthouse<br><br><br><hr><br>She is taken aback by his concession that she is right. He seems like such a stubborn bull headed man that to admit another was right probably took a bite at his ego. She could feel his eyes scanning over her nearly naked form, his gaze made her loose breath even before he began to speak. As the compliments on her beauty roll smoothly from his tongue a soft blush begins to come to her cheeks. No man had told her these things with such truth in their eyes, she could feel his eyes roam over every inch of the sheer fabric as she swallows hard trying to figure out a way to shift the topic to one of more comfort. And it was during this distraction that he had leaned down and grabbed a dagger, her body tensing as he brings it up with the pointed end at her. Her entire person relaxes when he presents the handle to her. She reaches forward cautiously and takes the offered blade from him, careful that she doesn't cut him with its sharp edge. <br><br>She stands taller as he turns his back to her. It was obvious that he trusted her and it seemed so strange that they'd just met this morning. "Thank you." She says slowly turning to the door once more, she looks over her shoulder at the man lit by just the moons light. "I am glad to be your apprentice, and I'm no stranger to hard days." and with that she imagines a dark cloak covering her sheer dress as she shuts the door behind her. Emma walks the few steps to her own room and shuts the door behind her. Gently she lays the dagger on the bedside table and takes a seat on the bed. Her mind racing with all the events of the day. This morning seemed so long ago and her body was beginning to reflect that feeling as she tugs off the cloak and the dress. Her dark hair a halo around her head as she drifts off to sleep. <br><br>She wakes early, it takes her a few moments of disorientation for her mind to remember the events of the day before. She removes herself from the bed and draws back the curtains seeing the first sign of dawn on the horizon. The soft pink dues&nbsp; beginning to lighten the sky. Moving to the wash basin she washes her face and looks at herself in the looking glass. She knew she was pretty but Suka seemed so stunned last night. She shrugs the thought off and closes her eyes. After a few moments she opens her eyes to see a dark grey blouse held tight to her form by a leather cincher (http://imageshack.us/a/img221/7193/sinfultopblack.jpg) the black skirt hits just about her knees allowing for moment with the length moving down to touch the floor in the back. (http://imageshack.us/a/img33/9092/skirtfront.jpg) She fastens the sword around her waist and before she leaves the room she remembers the dagger, turning around grabbing the cool blade she slowly slides it inside her knee high leather boots.<br><br>Once down stairs she orders whatever is being served for breakfast. The meal comes quickly as most the patrons of the resthouse are either still drunk and sleeping from the night before or they have already come and gone. With a content sigh she finishes her meal and sits back enjoying the quiet.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Swordsman18</strong> on <strong>12-03-2013, 07:21:57</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/c2/Thanos.jpg)</div><br>Name: Thanos (Sukanar)<br>Current Form : Amythyst Dragon/Haas-Filoth<br>Players Nearby : Emmalyn<br>Location: Scarlett Warrior Resthouse<br><br><br><hr><br>He had gone flying that night, just to think and to adore the moonlight in contrast to his dark reptilian form. The war had been what brought him here, but with him having to train the girl he was going to not be able to be so aggressive about his excursions into the war front. Emmalyn had asked for his help, he had accepted and now he was to teach her all he knew of swordplay. Also she was a dragon and so he was indebted to her by blood in an odd way. Surely there will be more wars and even possibilities to get involved in this one. All he needed to do was to be cautious, careful, and a lot less ambitious than he usually was and then maybe he could still profit from the conflict. A lot more thought was going to need to be put into this. He knew that for sure but he had an early morning if he was to be certain the girl would start her training on time.<br><br>In the morning when the rays of pink shone through his window, he arose as he usually did with his ears listening for his apprentice's movement. Already she had moved downstairs and was eating food. Other conversation that was going on was from the wenches who were discussing that they seemed to like the fact that Emmalyn was around, she could possibly balance the odd man out. A grin popped on his face as the wenches thought that he was an odd man. So what he liked to dress in black and be all mysterious a lot of the time, it was all a part of the charm.<br><br>Rough hands grazed across his face to officially wake himself up as he sat there in his bed. Quickly, he ran down to drum himself up a bath, taking a very short practical bath before he started to head back to the Resthouse, wandering in the door wearing his full black cloak with his armor beneath. When he had been heading over there he had thought about going there just in his armor but he felt that it would be more proper if he showed up there to greet his apprentice while clothed.<br><br>"Morning beautiful." He said to Emmalyn as he sat down beside her. "I will have the usual Karina." The wench smiled and greeted the man in return before going to attend to his breakfast. "You want to be dressed like that for training? It is all your choice but if it is comfortable for you then that is good." Her new trainer reached over to place his hand on hers reassuringly, it was just a light tap before he took his hand out of her private space. "We shall begin when I am done with breakfast but any questions before your first day?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SinfulAngel</strong> on <strong>12-03-2013, 08:43:54</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/c9/Sinemdrag.jpg)</div><br>Name: Emmalynn<br>Current Form : Peranos<br>Players Nearby : Sukanar<br>Location: Dariell- Scarlett Warrior Resthouse<br><br><br><hr><br>She hears someone moving up stairs but shrugs it off. There were more guests so she decided not to worry about it. She maintains a polite conversation with Karina as she moves about still tidying up the bar from the night before. As the conversation dies off Emma's eyes glaze over, her body truly relaxing as she lets her mind wander. Suka, he was a lot more handsome then she'd have thought. His face and body looking as if he'd been carved from the purest marble by the gods themselves. <br><br>She was so far off in her dream land that she didn't hear him enter the room. A loud gasp leaving her lips as she abruptly stands knocking her chair back. "Hi uh.. Sorry." She turns around fixing the chair, sitting back down quickly trying to recover from her embarrassment.&nbsp; Her cheeks turn to crimson as she smiles. Scooting her chair in closer tot he table she nods slowly. "I am comfortable, if need be i can always change into something more suitable. I was debating pants but wasn't sure how well received that would be in a city such as this." She looks around the bar a little and then to his hand, as he touches hers. Her heart skips a beat momentarily as she smiles more sweetly.<br><br>"My only real question is.. What was that about? Last night? I mean I doubt it was really about making sure i knew the right attire to wear because you didn't even ask to see it again. So what was that really all about? Did you want to embarrass me for calling you out on your secret." Her voice lowers as she speaks the last few words.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Swordsman18</strong> on <strong>12-03-2013, 20:38:48</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/c2/Thanos.jpg)</div><br>Name: Thanos (Sukanar)<br>Current Form : Amythyst Dragon/Haas-Filoth<br>Players Nearby : Emmalyn<br>Location: Scarlett Warrior Resthouse<br><br><br><hr><br>Suka smiles and prepares himself just in case he was going to have to catch her or otherwise protect her from herself. Feet were positioned less than an inch or so off the ground so that he could stand at a moment's notice if need be. "Last night was seeing what you were willing to do to be trained. Becoming my apprentice, though it seemed to be a very easy thing is no easy undertaking. There will be people and places that will despise you, hunt you, try to kill you, all for just knowing me. Never will you be able to rise above your current station in life. Nobleman and upper class alike will talk to you and regard you as if you were more a shadow in the corner of their eye than as a person." Suka took a more serious face as he looked around the bar to see that no one but Karina was even within earshot. She knew better than to involve herself in his business so she moved to clean the other end of the bar.<br><br>"So before I damned you to that sort of persecution I needed to see how far you would go. And you passed." Thanos had his breakfast placed in front of him and then he began to eat slowly and properly with his hands gripping the utensils in the proper and dignified manner. "Things will pick up but for now we need to get you through the basics. And make that sexy body of yours even more so. And you are right, no one around here would appreciate a girl in pants. His left hand came to rest on her knee and make a slow path up her leg. Before he got a little too private, he stopped at the edge of the skirt. Still, he did not remove his hand from her skin, just resting it there as he ate his eggs with his free hand.<br><br>In his head, he imagined that she would want him to push forward and not be modest about it, but he knew better than to draw off his desires so early in the morning. Feeling and just resting his fingers on her soft, tender flesh was enough for him at the moment. Karina came back though she did not see where his hand was, just that it was not on the bar. "Here is you hot chocolate suga' " She handed him the drink that he received in his right hand before taking a long sip of it. "Thank you." He replied to the wench who smiled at him. "So Emma, you still have not started training officially. This will be the last time I ask if you want to proceed before all of what I just said comes to pass." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SinfulAngel</strong> on <strong>12-03-2013, 22:57:34</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/c9/Sinemdrag.jpg)</div><br>Name: Emmalynn<br>Current Form : Peranos<br>Players Nearby : Sukanar<br>Location: Dariell- Lake<br><br><br><hr><br>She listened intently taking in all the negative aspects of becoming his apprentice and potentially his partner.&nbsp; None of that bothered her, her human people were at war so it wasn't all to hard to believe that someone might try to kill her. And taking on the life of a noblewoman had never been in her dreams, she was a dragon and whoever she settled down with in the future would need to know her deepest secret. The hardest part for her to swallow was being seeing her as a shadow, she was drawn to the earth and the sun. <br><br>Her heart leaps through her chest as his hand gently rests on her knee. Suddenly grateful for her choice in clothing as she felt his hand push slowly up. His pale flesh covered by the dark fabric of her skirt. Just a simple touch seems to cloud her mind and cause her breathing to become heavy, her mind slowly wandering of into a daydream <em>of his hand pushing up higher. His strong grip squeezing her thigh as he pulls her up just to spin her around so her round bottom presses into the unyielding bar. Her body trembling with want as both his hand grip her hips just to lift her up onto the hard surface, his hands hungrily pushing the skirt up as he moves between her thighs. His lips press to her neck, goose bumps forming along her cleavage before he shifts to the space between her parted thighs, his hand coming between them rubbing her sex as he undoes his pants.</em> and in the blink of an eye her day dream shatters back to reality by Karina as she offers Suka his drink. <br><br>Her chest is flushed red as she looks up at him with rosy cheeks. "I accept the position. No matter the potential consequences of that choice. I'm going to get started on the tasks that need to be carried out before lunch." She removes herself from the chair and as she stands his hand falls free from her. Her body immediately chastising her haste as she walks over to the door. Once last glance at him, "I do hope to see you shortly." Are her parting words before she steps into the kitchen, She talks to Karina and explains her task to with she is rewarded a bar with a bucket on either end. She leaves out through the back listening to the directions carefully before setting out on her task.<br><br>She is careful on her return trip, not wanting to spill the water even if the bar lay uncomfortably upon her shoulders. It doesn't take her long to finish the first task, or at least it didn't take long in her mind because she was so wrapped up in her task that she'd done it without much thought. She sets down the last buckets nodding as the wenches thank her. Quickly Emma finds herself beside the lake once more, her eyes wide as she looks across the surface as it reflects the sun. Suka was right this isn't the best for clothing choice for training. And with a deep sigh she begins pulling the clothing from her body, feeling it vanish as her body looses contact. She stands there with just the blouse on, the fabric barely covering her behind as she closes her eyes and imagines tight pants, and a corset that provides her with more support. It only takes but a moment for such items to appear upon her body. She secures the sword tighter to her hip and begins her run, the pace modest so she doesn't tire herself out to quickly.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Swordsman18</strong> on <strong>12-03-2013, 23:32:28</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/c2/Thanos.jpg)</div><br>Name: Thanos (Sukanar)<br>Current Form : Amythyst Dragon/Haas-Filoth<br>Players Nearby : Emmalyn<br>Location: Scarlett Warrior Resthouse<br><br><br><hr><br>He went about his morning, lounging around the bar helping Scar and company if they needed anything done. A part of him mourned for Emma as there was no telling what future she may have held if she was now not attached to him. Another part of him knew that this was a life that she had asked him for. And also there was this building tension between him that was just building off each other. Never in his short series of advances, had she rebuffed him. Each time it seemed like she just accepted and from those feelings that he was getting off of her as she left, something that she wanted. Not yet, would he deepen their relationship like that. Yet was the key as he did want to build up some trust along with mutual respect. Never did he want her to feel like the only reason that he had asked her to be his apprentice just because she was beautiful or that he wanted to have sex with her.<br><br>An hour and a half later, he left the Resthouse to find out where his lovely apprentice now was. It took him about five minutes to make it to the lake where he caught a glimpse of her with no pants or skirt on before tight pants appeared. A smile appeared on his face as he disappeared into the forest by the lake making his cloak a lot more brown and dark green to blend into the trees.<br><br>After a few laps, he waiting for her to pass in a tree that overhung her path. "Emma, this will be your first lesson in training and you can do it while you are running. I want you to spot me before I get too close to you. In combat or traveling, the key is to be observant." After he finished speaking to her then he dropped into the forest where he seemingly vanished behind a thick tree with a very large shadow. From there, he appeared abut a quarter of a lap away from her path. The cloak he was wearing changed to combination of the green and brown of the area that he was in. Now, he was not standing to make it obvious, he was crouched making his way closer to the track. His movements were slowed and he was moving with consideration of the branches and twigs where he was walking to not snap them. <br><br>Carefully, he took steps getting closer and closer to the track staying close to the ground to let his camoflague to be truly effective. He wondered how close he would get before she spotted him the first time.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SinfulAngel</strong> on <strong>13-03-2013, 01:02:52</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/c9/Sinemdrag.jpg)</div><br>Name: Emmalynn<br>Current Form : Peranos<br>Players Nearby : Sukanar<br>Location: Dariell- Lake<br><br><br><hr><br>Her gaze forward as she zones off into her own throughs <em>What the hell was that about. I mean its been awhile since a man has touched me like that but... but i've never wanted a man to touch me with such passion and need before. What is wrong with me? Why even now can't i get him from my thoughts.</em><br><br>She was so wrapped up in her own mind that she hadn't seen him in the tree. Her name being said from the shadowy confines of the tree above caused her already racing heart to skip a beat as she jumps back tripping over the root she'd just jumped over. Her ass hits the ground hard as she looks up at him, confused. It wasn't often anyone could sneak up on her, especially in her element of the woods. She quickly rights herself hoping the heat she feels upon her cheeks is just from the suns rays upon her flesh. She pants herself down and nods slowly watching as he disappears into the denser darker woods. <br><br>Shaking her head at her own idiocy she begins to run once more, taking on a slightly faster tempo due to the frustration she feels swelling inside her chest. Her large bust bouncing with her every stride. She looks ahead, her mind playing tricks on her. She thought she saw a bush near the edge shift, and then she thought a branch int he trees moved. With a deep breath she kept going, he wouldn't attack her this soon, and there was no way he'd get close enough to attack her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Swordsman18</strong> on <strong>13-03-2013, 01:38:52</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/c2/Thanos.jpg)</div><br>Name: Thanos (Sukanar)<br>Current Form : Amythyst Dragon/Haas-Filoth<br>Players Nearby : Emmalyn<br>Location: Scarlett Warrior Resthouse<br><br><br><hr><br>She was such a klutz at times, and it was so adorable. Even now, her marvelous form was bouncing in just the right places as she ran along the dirt path that outlined the lake. In each passing moments, he got ever closer to the dirt path. His eyes were on his prey and the environment as he started to get within ten meters of the path. No twigs had been broken and he was was even monitoring his breathing so that he would not give himself away to her. Yes, if she looked she would be able to see the fabric of his cloak but only if she actually looked for it. This was meant to be a test of her observational skills and he was not going to be too hard on her just yet.<br><br>Another five meters and he was standing just to the side of a tree in a completely dark brown cloak that was the tree bark's color. Closing those five would be more than easy to do in the next few seconds when she was going to pass by his tree. Then he would try to grab her and pull his dull knife to her throat to explain to her that she was to never be caught off guard.<br><br>Most of this time, he had done well to keep his calm and not think of her luscious form. Yes, he looked at her but it was a different mentality. She was prey, to be stalked and hunted, not a woman of his affection for the moment. When he was in this predatory state, adragon like herself would likely feel it though its muted nature would hopefully further conceal his position.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SinfulAngel</strong> on <strong>13-03-2013, 02:13:27</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/c9/Sinemdrag.jpg)</div><br>Name: Emmalynn<br>Current Form : Peranos<br>Players Nearby : Sukanar<br>Location: Dariell- Lake<br><br><br><hr><br>She felt a wave of predatory instincts wash over her. She could feel his hunger for her defeat. It felt as though he were standing right beside her. She takes a big deep breath causing her chest to rise and fall dramatically even with in the corset.&nbsp; Her eyes taking on a soft shade of green as she lets the sensations of the world around her consume her mind and body.<br><br>She can't quit sense were he is but&nbsp; she can tell that he is closer then she's comfortable with. Focusing her mind on the task at hand she closes her eyes for a moment, and when they open she has roots wrapping around his ankles and tiny pebbles begin to pelt themselves at him. A smirk plays on her lips as she moves out of sight, slipping into the Forrest she lets the leaves and branches caress accessible skin. She moves around the tree with her dagger gently pushing into his side, but not breaking skin just a soft warning. "I wouldn't suggest playing in the Forrest, it can be a dangerous place." She leans in letting her lips caress his ear lobe, "This is my element." And with that the pebbles stop and the roots release him. <br><br>She bends over putting her small blade back into her boot. Righting herself she begins to walk away as if she hadn't just done a thing.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Swordsman18</strong> on <strong>14-03-2013, 09:48:30</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/c2/Thanos.jpg)</div><br>Name: Thanos (Sukanar)<br>Current Form : Amythyst Dragon/Haas-Filoth<br>Players Nearby : Emmalyn<br>Location: Scarlett Warrior Resthouse<br><br><br><hr><br>Thanos had not at all expected to be within a mass of vines where he was being pelted with pebbles by the very plants that he had been using to disguise his approach. The man adjusted his hip that had his sword on it angling it so that the tip of the hilt would be pressed to the ground. Leather hilts were good for one reason, you could adjust the blade within the hilt. A firm thrust of his hip that had him grunting somewhat popped the blade up out of the hilt with him grabbing it with his free right hand. In a movement that made his blade look amber due to the light it was reflecting, he cut at the ground, several times shredding the plants and the ends of his cloak alike. When he was free of his new bondage, that very blade, his prized possession was thrown at his apprentice landing but a few inches to the side of her head reflecting the sun into her eyes.<br><br>This little distraction hopefully would allow him to close the distance between the two of them where he would once again grab the hilt of his blade pull it free of the tree and then swing it at her, though he was not aiming to damage her, more that he was aiming for her pants, slicing very carefully so as to cut the tight pants from her left hip all the way to her right thigh. All of it sort of hinged on the distraction being right and him not missing in the slightest. Even if he were off but the slightest fraction of an inch then he was going to cut her skin as well as her clothes. That was not his intention nor was his skill so low that he could not accomplish this task.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SinfulAngel</strong> on <strong>15-03-2013, 01:00:55</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/c9/Sinemdrag.jpg)</div><br>Name: Emmalynn<br>Current Form : Peranos<br>Players Nearby : Sukanar<br>Location: Dariell- Lake<br><br><br><hr><br>She turns slowly curious as to where the random glimmer of light is coming from. A soft squeal leaves her lips as the blade flies so near her face.&nbsp; She is so startled by the flying steel that she goes to step back and falls again. This time it leaves her furious not embarrassed. By the time she she got back to her feet and spun around to be facing the direction he was in. He was with in arms reach. <br><br>Her body bows away from him, instinct taking over as his blade glimmers once more in the light. A soft tug causes her to look down, her pants now torn from hipto thigh across her body. A startled gasp leaves her lips as her gaze turns up meeting his. Her mind going completely blank as she breaths hard and stares up at him. The moment seems to last a lifetime, her heart hammering in her chest as she&nbsp; lunges forward. Her intent is to trap his arm across his body and potentially take him to the ground with the force of her body pummeling into his own. <br><br>Her thighs press tight to either side of his hips, her inner thighs feeling the thickness of heavy armor cover his body. Her hands instantly move to his free hand trying to hold him down. Her heavy breathing gently caressing his cheek and neck as she looks into his eyes. "That wasn't very nice of you Sir."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>15-03-2013, 03:16:43</strong>
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				&nbsp;<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/f/f9/Nilofer150.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Nilofer<br><strong>Species/Form:</strong> Peranos/Peranos<br><strong>Players Nearby:</strong> Cirven. <br><strong>Location:</strong> Bridge between two parts of Myelaie <br><br><hr><br><br>She had been sure that he would follow her over the edge into bliss; most men just gave right in having only made sure that she had gone first before they lost control. It surprised her and she had, believe it or not, no words for that moment. <br><br>Further surprised by the roughness with which he moved, she did as he physically commanded and looked at him when he gripped her jaw. The unknown always frightened Nilofer, though she didn't often show it.&nbsp; Her feet touched the ground and she opened her mouth to speak, not happy that he hadn't gotten his pleasure from the situation. He didn't release her and she said not a word, unsure of what to even say right then. <br><br>But then she found herself over the railing and was glad that it was sturdy and kept well fastened! <br><br>"OH!" she cried, the sound full of surprised pleasure when he jerked her head back and shoved into her so roughly.&nbsp; Her eyes glazed over and a smile curved her full lips as he pounded into her. Delicate hands moved to curl over the rail and his wrist respectively, holding on for security while her tits lewdly bounced unbound on the other side of the railing and she made no attempt to cover them.<br><br>With no basis for comparison she knew not if he intended to punish her with his thrusts or if he just enjoyed being with her that much.&nbsp; However, she was nonplussed by that lack of knowledge for she much enjoyed finding out the hard way. "Oh… F-ffffunnnggghhhh!" she managed to grunt as her body jerked again and again. "Yes!"&nbsp; Other lovers she'd enjoyed had been good, but Cirven was by far the best that she'd experienced to date. Silently she prayed that it would remain true for the duration of their lives! <br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Deamonbane</strong> on <strong>16-03-2013, 18:25:51</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/0/06/Cirven150.png)</div><div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/79/Cirven150a.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Cirven<br><strong>Current Form:</strong> Trithos<br><strong>Location:</strong> Myeliae<br><strong>Players Nearby:</strong> Nilofer<br><br><hr><br>Her cries, moans, and verbal assertions that she did indeed love feeling his cock inside her made his arousal grow even more, if that was possible. The fact that he was holding her over the the edge of the bridge, completely at his mercy, in his control only heightened the sensation, and she paid for it by taking him rougher, harder and deeper than before, his hips slapping her ass loudly with each time he powered himself into her, the feel of her wet and tight pussy, and the wet sound, drowned by slapping of her ass, but felt, very well felt each time the thick head of his cock pushed through and stretched her tight walls, rubbing her all over in a delicious fashion, pressing against her g-spot with each stroke. His hands griped her firmly and securely, but she moved to make sure she didn't fall off herself, gripping his hand and the railing with both hands. He was too far gone to care, and he powered on. <br><br>The railing, although securely fastened and well maintained, was not intended for this sort of rough use, but it would last a while yet, even though it had begun to creak and whine with each stroke. The bridge itself felt no difference to the passionate couple. It was a splendid start to their marriage, he though in some distant part of his mind. They were getting along rather well, their initial spat aside, but would it last past their lovemaking? Time would tell. Both were now too lost in their passion to contemplate, or even care about what it was that they were doing.<br><br>He slowed down, even though each stroke came in just as hard, jolting her forward into the railing. He leaned forward, pulling her head slightly back with his grip on her hair. Not too harshly, as to cause pain, though. He enjoys the view of her breasts jerking, jumping, and bouncing with each thrust, and he pulled her up a bit, and whispered softly, yet with a voice laden heavily with passion and lust," Cum for me again, Nilofer..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Flower</strong> on <strong>16-03-2013, 21:24:12</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://25.media.tumblr.com/d3d54e1575e8c9d8df68779f5d609eab/tumblr_mg9sd2vDgp1r976s2o1_1280.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Safiya<br><strong>Current Form:</strong> Human form, Haas<br><strong>Players Nearby:</strong> Melarian <br><strong>Location:</strong> Horses!<br><hr><br>If Safiya had not noticed the deep bond between Melarian and Nilofer earlier then she surely would not noticed it now when the elf woman expressed her desire for nothing other than happiness for her friend. It was something to be truly admired since the bond could become or already was as strong as the link between mates. It was at the tip of her tongue to explain the world was not all chaos until she recalled what had seemed like a peaceful existence at the nest was tainted by darkness. It sucked the life out of their world, leaving nothing but air thick with grief and uncertainty for the future. <strong>"One can hope."</strong> The three words were spoken in a quiet whisper which seemed to fade under the sound of the horses although there was a quality of weight attached to them, making the quest for happiness more personal than distant. <br><br>Her gaze lingered for quite some time on the horses. Watching their every movement with rapt awe. It was truly hard to decide what she loved most about them. Their almost playful nature with each other blending naturally into what appeared like seamless elegance. Each shift of a powerful leg caused what appeared to be soft strands of hair in their manes to shake and shimmer. The horses were obviously well-cared for and loved by their elven counterparts. Melarian's reason for thanks did seem to make sense to the young dragoness; yet, it did make her ponder a few issues like if she cared about the Peranos' survival from the Centos. The answer was not definite in her mind. Sure, she enjoyed her time with Nilofer and Melarian but they were a small representation of an entire race. Slowly, bit by bit, with learning more from both of the elf females, she was beginning to appreciate the difference in their cultures. Not to mention their abilities to flavor meant with what tasted like the riches of honey.&nbsp; <br><br>Honey so sweet and delightful even a powerful creature with a name befitting a god could not resist it. The meaning of it made perfect sense in her mind due to the horse's coloring. There were a few other associations within her mind with moonkissed as well. The luminous circle always held an air of mysteriousness to her and in some likeness so did horses, and now, more specifically, Reciren. With her question answered, Safiya turned to completely regard Melarian with her intense but also slightly friendly stare when she mentioned the reason behind her giving up the pleasure of flying. It seemed understandable but also unreasonable in her eyes. Was not the thrill of being one with Reciren worth it? She shook her head then lifted a hand to coil within the soft curls atop her head. Nilofer did mention the cruelty of the Centos and so did Melarian. It was one thing to risk one's own life but to risk a love one's as well was a completely different situation. What would happen to majestic Reciren if ever captured by those who seemed like blood hungry fiends within the eyes of the Peranos? The price of flying with Reciren seemed far too high of an amount when he could rest safety within these fields.<br><br>A small voice at the back of her mind persisted until Safiya spoke her thoughts with a sense of urgency. <strong>"When it is safe once more, you must ride again."</strong> It was always harder to do something after an extended period of time. There was always fear of not living up to old standards which could make reconnection difficult. The possibility of failure could make old passions unenjoyable if one allowed it. Her lips tilted upward into a slight smile when Melarian spoke of allowing her to see Reciren again. It caused her to think of exactly how long she wished to stay in the place. Safiya was not exactly certain but for one reason or another she felt the need to linger for at least a small amount of time. The Peranos needed help with their issues, and she wished to learn more about them before following what could become an long trip away from home. <strong>"We will come back together. You can teach me."</strong><br><br>What followed was silence between the two. Not the type which could make one feel weakened or even nervous. There was a sort of companionship in simply enjoying what was around them. The nicker of horses. Whisper of wind through the leaves. Chirping of birds. It almost felt like she was back on the ledges without a care in the world other than what would fill her stomach. For a long while, she did not even blink until her companion's voice brought her back down from thinking. There was much she wished to do but at the same time Safiya wished to do nothing at all. Such was the way of dragons. <br><br>Just when she was about to make a comment, a noise to her far right caused her shoulders to feel weighed down with tension. At first, it appeared like just another horse until she noticed the armor decorating its flesh. The horse reminded her of Cirven's but it was a different color. Even from the distance, she could smell an all too familiar scent tainting the air. Blood. Yet, it was not the blood of the animal but the unfortunate soul who had been dragged by his foot stuck within the stirrup. By the looks of the elf, he appeared to be a soldier. <strong>"Melarian..."</strong> An unspoken question clung to her lips. Is he dead? 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>23-03-2013, 17:21:20</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/f/f9/Nilofer150.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Nilofer<br><strong>Species/Form:</strong> Peranos/Peranos<br><strong>Players Nearby:</strong> Cirven<br><strong>Location:</strong> Doing the naughty on a bridge / near the bridge<br><hr><br><br>If the railing gave out then they were doomed, but so long as it held things would be just fine. Especially so if he kept ramming into her like that.&nbsp; Her legs jerked uncontrollably as she neared another climax.&nbsp; <br><br>His words of encouragement caused her to shiver but her body, to her surprise, had not trouble obeying. Somehow she enjoyed him bossing her around and being so very rough.&nbsp; It was something that she hadn't ever really experienced much of before. <br><br>But she was sure that there was something in how he told her to come for him that made her react so strongly; his tone, the passion in his voice, the thickness of his words. Something. <br><br>Without even a chance to acknowledge his command, she did as she was told and she soaked his thighs again, though to a lesser degree than before. Her walls clenched him as he rammed into her, and caressed him as he pulled out. Mindlessly and loudly she moaned her pleasure, which caused her body to shake more than just from his thrusts. "Cirrrven!" she cried, repeating his name over and over as the full throes of pleasure gripped her. <br><br>In their lustful hazes, neither Nilofer nor Cirven could see the small gathering that had started at the end of the bridge. A small cluster of elves who couldn't tear their eyes away from the erotic sight of the petite female being completely ravished by the strong soldier.&nbsp; One woman had her arms wrapped lovingly, and definitely lustfully, around another as they stood and watched the pair. Her partner clutched her back, her breasts rising and falling rapidly as she watched, lips slightly parted.&nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Angelicant</strong> on <strong>25-03-2013, 10:10:18</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/Shalymar/Avatars/Isela_zpseca87bf2.png)</div><hr><br>Name:&nbsp; Isela<br>Current Form:&nbsp; Trithos ---&gt; Dragon<br>Players Nearby:&nbsp; Reo <br>Location: Small island chain on the southwest tip.<br><hr><br>Isela bit her lip as he drew back and his touch made her shiver but there was nothing cold about it. When he had slipped out of arms reach and taken a few more steps away she sighed softly, taking the moment of stunned silence to let her body begin to calm down from his blatant teasing. As she looked up at the beach when stepped out of the water and she couldn't help but shiver again at the thoughts of what had just happened. <br><br>Taking her time getting out of the water behind him, Isela let her mind drift away from the recent events and back toward reality instead of being lost in the desire Reo built within her. As she inched her way through the waves and closer to the beach, she watched him flicking off the frozen droplets and laughed softly to herself in amusement. There was no denying that in dragon form or humanoid form, Reo was easy on the eyes. Once she had slipped out of the water and back onto the sand, she paused and looked back over the scene, wanting to remember it simply for the moment when they had realized their affections for one another. <br><br>The young, fair haired, elven woman slowly ran her hands down over her body, brushing off the excess droplets of water, before letting the sun do the rest. For several moments she stood there, nude, simply watching the water, while her body continued to relax, giving herself the any additional time she needed to recover from his toying of her mind and body. Thankfully though, in this heat, it didn't take too long for her skin to be almost entirely dry. As she walked back up the beach, she paused only to reform another dress, fitting it to her humanoid body perfectly. Isela gave a little shake of her head, then ran her fingers through the soft tendrils of hair, freeing the natural curls as she made her way back to the spot where Reo was sitting.<br><br>With a graceful little 'plop' her body dropped down onto the warm sand, as she settled herself beside him, gathering a piece of fruit for herself. The sweet nectar coated her lips with that first bite and her tongue darted out, to capture it. There was something about the sexual energy that had passed between them that left her feeling hungry, and somehow, she wasn't sure this small piece of fruit was going to completely sate the hunger she was left with. But still, she was quiet, contemplating the feelings that they shared and the more intense ones he had left her with. <br><br>It was all rather confusing for the young Cobalt, these feelings that Reo ignited within her, sometimes with a look, even more with just the slightest touch. It was terrifying and at the same time it was amazing and exciting to know that she could make him feel the same way when she touched him. That brought a tiny smile to her face. But soon, Isela found herself a bit curious as to how he was feeling as she drew herself out of her thoughts long enough to steal a peek at him, searching his expression and another glimpse of that quirky smile that made her pulse race.<br><br>Isela had never felt his gaze leave her since she had left the water. He hadn't spoken a word since before he left the ocean and she wondered what he was waiting for. A million thoughts ran through her mind. Biting her lip a moment, she finished what little fruit was left in her hand, leaving the rest on the sand. She really wasn't going to be carrying them in her natural form and she could always get more later. Pulling herself to her feet beside him, Isela brushed past him, letting the skin of her shoulder tease the flesh of his arm, she gave him the same smile he had given her, and started walking up the beach away from, calling back over her shoulder even as she changed forms.<br><br>"If we are going to find a place to settle before the" <em>sun does, we should probably get started. Do you think you feel strong enough to make the rest of the flight across the ocean? If not, I don't mind carrying you if you want to rest your wings a little more.</em> She said, her voice and mind touched with her concern for him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Deamonbane</strong> on <strong>26-03-2013, 19:38:11</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/0/06/Cirven150.png)</div><div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/79/Cirven150a.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Cirven<br><strong>Current Form:</strong> Trithos<br><strong>Location:</strong> Myeliae<br><strong>Players Nearby:</strong> Nilofer<br><br><hr><br>He was sure that his mind noticed that they now had an audience, elves, Peranos, he guessed, were watching, staring, gawking, some even growing aroused with this voracious taking of an elven woman. Cirven had not noticed how much he had needed this before, but now, feeling he aggressiveness being expended, the passion that he had held in himself with rigid military discipline, now being released in a storm of passion, vigor and mindless fucking felt too damn good. It had been so long since he had released himself to this scale that he almost forgotten what it had felt like, if he had ever felt it at all. Feeling his hips slap her ass sharply again and again, as his cock jolted her forward with each thrust, hands gripping her hair and shoulder yanking her back again to take him in, hammering her forward again with a loud slap of his hips against her bottom again. He leaned a bit to the side, watching the effects on her body, how her breasts jumped and bounced, her face contorted with painful amounts of pleasure being so roughly enforced on her mind, making her moan and scream.<br><br>When he spoke, he felt a change in her. Something tightening, something excited that he had spoken to her like that, something that wanted to obey his command to the letter, and thank him for giving it. And as her excitement grew, pressing her to the edge of her insanity, he could feel his own follow suit. Sparks of pleasure shoot up his body, making him gasp, his muscular body tensing, making him go faster, even harder than before, a low growl in his throat building up into a roar. He gripped her tighter than before, holding her firmly in place.<br><br>He felt her cum soak his thighs yet again, but this time, he was too far gone for self control. His body tensed, his cock, buried and reburied inside her suddenly twitched, and he knew he couldn't last much longer. With a gasp, his hips bucked violently, ramming her against the railing again, his time his cock spurted his liquid inside her, warm, thick, filling her to the brim as he kept moving, more mechanically than anything else, riding out his orgasm with her, finally pulling himself to a stop, his hands disentangling from her hair.<br><br>His mind finally caught up with his body: What had he just done? It wasn't wrong, he knew that much. But did that make it right?
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Swordsman18</strong> on <strong>28-03-2013, 03:45:55</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/c2/Thanos.jpg)</div><br>Name: Thanos (Sukanar)<br>Current Form : Amythyst Dragon/Haas-Filoth<br>Players Nearby : Emmalyn<br>Location: Woods By The Lake<br><br><br><hr><br>He let her take him to the ground but once he was on the ground, he attempted to take advantage of the fact that she was quite weaker than him at the moment twisting her hands, threading his fingers with his own and then pinning them to the ground. The other thing that this would also do would make her be more or less pinned on top of him if he was to be successful in his counterattack. He looked into her eyes as he laid there with her on top of him, only her underwear between her womanhood and his clothes. Lucky for her the fabric was soft and light though beneath it was the hard cold steel of his armor that shielded him from attacks. Yet, she would be able to feel the fact that his member was not completely shielded by the armor as there was an opening in the armor that her covered sex was just inches from being directly above. Still there were four layers of clothing between their anatomies.<br><br>"It was not nice but it is not as though damage to your clothes is something permanent or even costly for a dragon dear. Plus I like you better in skirts." He was honest as his eyes looked into her deep blue ones. "I think that we shall also need to get you a trade to increase your seductive attributes and possibly alleviate your frustration." Admitting that he was frustrated and wanted no better than to screw her into oblivion was not something he felt that he could express as an instructor though he felt like he would crack eventually.<br><br>"Do not worry, your flower is not something I would dare offer to men for money but the art of dance is quite another skill that could very well help you on other aspects of training as well." Still there was no way to tell if she was actually going to go for it. Erotic dance was not a particularly reputable trade unless you were of courtesan caliber and then you did it for royalty. But he did not have time to send her to school for a decade. Instead he was going to hire a courtesan to train her in the art of dance so that one day maybe she could be.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SinfulAngel</strong> on <strong>02-04-2013, 05:27:33</strong>
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				<br><div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/c9/Sinemdrag.jpg)</div><br>Name: Emmalynn<br>Current Form : Peranos<br>Players Nearby : Sukanar<br>Location: Dariell- Woods Lake side<br><br><br><hr><br>She lets out a sharp breath surprised by his quick counter attack. Her upper body successfully pinned against his. Her breasts squished against the solid metal of his armor as she looks into his eyes. She finds herself mesmerized by the situation, his handsome face being so close she could smell his clean scent of man mixed with something heady and dark that solely belongs to him. <br><br>'Alleviate your frustration' seems to pinch a nerve as she begins pulling on her hands trying to remove herself from his grip. This weak attempt is unsuccessful so she smirks deciding on a new way. Her hips push away from him as her knees hug his waist tighter. Her body slowly shifting until she is straddling his hips her barely covered sex pressing against the break in his Armour, she purposefully grinds against him. She leans in her lips brushing against his earlobe, "Am I not sexy enough for you. Should i dress like a common whore for you? Leave my tits barely covered so the slightest move brings them into view.. No i doubt you like your women that easy, something tells me you like when she plays hard to get. You don't want some common Trollop to ride that cock you want to earn her, don't you?" She growls a little in his ear, grinding some for emphasis. He might not suggest that she sell herself as a whore but he was suggesting she learn how to act like one, and be trained by such. She hadn't said no either, she just became quickly annoyed by the suggestion.<br><br>Summoning all her strength she pulls her hands still linked with his away from the ground. Her body rolling so her back is to the floor as she lets her knees come up in an attempt to through him off entirely.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Swordsman18</strong> on <strong>05-04-2013, 03:50:56</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/c2/Thanos.jpg)</div><br>Name: Thanos (Sukanar)<br>Current Form : Amythyst Dragon/Haas-Filoth<br>Players Nearby : Emmalyn<br>Location: Woods By The Lake<br><br><br><hr><br>"I like to earn my companion's, you are correct in that but I never asked you to be a whore. I want you to be a seductress to know every button a man has and how to push all of them. Then when his guard is down, you will be able to kill him or manipulate him however you so desire." Thanos responded to her as he could feel that she was doing her damnedest to turn him on. It worked, he was getting as hard as a sword's hilt but he was not going to act on it just yet. "And you are already so good at it...sweetie." He told her as he could feel her adjusting and then just let her go with him moving out of the way of her motion just as she was shifting her weight. Poor Emmalyn was going to make a harder impact with the ground than she had anticipated with him not having come with her. <br><br>Once she hit the ground, he moved over to hold her in his arms. "You okay Emma?" He asked her as he looked into her eyes to see if she was still conscious and able to look back at him. "Remember that there are tells in your body that can give away valuable information to your opponents so be careful and learn what they are so you can mislead or even disable them." He helped her to stand then looked over back to the path that she had been running on.<br><br>"Go ahead and finish your laps if you are up to it." He smiled and gave her butt a soft pat. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>05-04-2013, 06:01:51</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/f/f9/Nilofer150.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Nilofer<br><strong>Species/Form:</strong> Peranos/Peranos<br><strong>Players Nearby:</strong> Cirven<br><strong>Location:</strong> Doing the naughty on a bridge / near the bridge<br><hr><br>When the movements stopped and her wits returned to her, Nilofer stood stock still save for the trembling that she had no control over. She licked her lips nervously and looked around, really seeing the crowd that gathered for the first time. Caught on the cusp of humiliation and the edge of anger, she looked at them as she righted her clothing. "What? You've never seen two elves fuck before?" <br><br>Public sex wasn't truly all that uncommon among the Peranos, but the sterner Trithos didn't seem capable of understanding what fun it could be.&nbsp; Instead of being scolded, the other elves only laughed but did disperse. <br><br>She didn't truly know what to say to him.&nbsp; Thank you? Was that the appropriate response? Should she bless him out? Certainly she wasn't going to admit to him how much she'd enjoyed that, not that she really needed to; the proof was in the pudding… or rather his pants, which were soaked. <br><br>"My home is just around that corner on the next boardwalk. We should hasten there, and get cleaned up. This isn't going to stay very quiet for very long and I have the most disgusted feeling that you're about to meet my father very soon."&nbsp; <br><br>There was no way that this wasn't going to meet her father's pointed ears. That meant that there was no way that her father wouldn't be beating down her door to welcome the soldier into the family. Sex with Nilofer meant she approved of someone, or so they thought, and that she had agreed to the wedding without complaint. Life was about to get a wee bit more interesting, to be sure. <br><br>&nbsp;<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Deamonbane</strong> on <strong>11-04-2013, 06:36:32</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/0/06/Cirven150.png)</div><div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/79/Cirven150a.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Cirven<br><strong>Current Form:</strong> Trithos<br><strong>Location:</strong> Myeliae<br><strong>Players Nearby:</strong> Nilofer<br><br><hr><br>She was right in one thing: This wasn't going to be staying quiet for long. Considering the spot that they had chosen for it, it wasn't secretive, not really, and, since the Peranos were a tight-knit lot, even if sharing of secrets with non-elves, hell, non-Peranos, was unheard of, secrets between themselves was equally so. Her father would know about this before the hour was out, and most certainly be wanting to meet is new son-in-law, along with is daughter. He pulled his pants over, but they were drenched with her fluids, He wondered just what was more appropriate: Him walking anywhere missing his pants, or walking around with them drenched with her cum. Peranos were an odd lot.<br><br>And she was right. Her father was coming soon. And his place was halfway across town, and to get there in his current state would be complex, to say the least. No... he was going to her place for the moment. He nodded without a word, his face unplacable, his eyes unreadble as he picked up his discarded clothing, donning what was still usable. He wouldn't want to meet his new in law dressed in nothing, so he moved silently to her place, his mind in turmoil.<br><br>The woman hated him, he though. she disliked everything he stood for. She thought he was a bloodthirsty murderer, and yet, when he moved to take her, she made not a move to stop his advances. He had disliked what she was as well, but something about that friction... turned him on.<br><br>" Show me where it is?" He said softly, not willing at the moment to meet her eyes.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SinfulAngel</strong> on <strong>11-04-2013, 07:50:41</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/c9/Sinemdrag.jpg)</div><br>Name: Emmalynn<br>Current Form : Peranos<br>Players Nearby : Sukanar<br>Location: Dariell- Woods Lake side<br><br><br><hr><br>Emmalynn lays there startled by his words, laying against the ground in a slight daze as he rushes over. Her hands feel good as he touches her head, his skillful hands touching her skull checking for injury as she stares up at him still stunned. She hadn't seen him move, she hadn't even anticipated that he would move. Her breasts push up higher onto her chest as her eyes fade from green to blue. A soft blush comes to her cheeks as she realizes how tender and gentle his touch is, and how much concern reflects in voice. She sits up pulling away from him. <br><br>"Yes, I'm fine. I'll have to remember the tells... and ill definitely learn from this." She makes her face like stone as he helps her up from the ground, following him to the path she stands determined. Her mouth falling open as he swats her bottom, and before she can do much more the tense her jaw he is gone. <br><br>She growls softly imagining the skirt from this morning back upon her body. She finishes the last few laps, returning to the Scarlet Rest house, Scar provides her the ax and the exact directions to the road. She makes quick work of the walk and begins to arduous task of cutting down the tree, of which limbs are nearly blocking the entire road. Several hours later when the sun is at the highest point in the sky she walks back over to the Rest house. Dropping the ax just behind the bar as directed, she nods to her Mentor and moves past him without a word, walking into the washroom just on the other side of the restaurant and pub.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Adonis</strong> on <strong>12-04-2013, 07:40:12</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/8/8e/Reohuthumb.JPG)</div>Name: Reo<br>Current Form : Humanoid<br>Players Nearby : Isela<br>Location: Small island chain on the southwest tip.<br><br><hr><br><br>Blue eyes followed and lazily traced the contours of Isela's well-toned form paused to simply take in surroundings. There was no denying that he was utterly aroused, both in the way that his body physically reacted, and in the waves of feeling that pulsed down the minor link they had. He was moments from turning and pushing her back onto the sand, to tease and enjoy her body further when she suddenly rose and walked away from him. Slightly huffy that his toy was walking away now, he listened, paying attention really only to her bottom as it swayed. <br><br>Soon enough, cobalt scales replaced pale flesh, and Isela in all her draconic glory stood before him. He simply watched her for a few moments, pondering over possibilities and routes they might try. However, the small island they were currently on was warm, and Reo was comfortable. <br><br>"Why don't we remain here for the night? I am in no rush to go anywhere while I'm injured. The sand is comfortably hot, and this body seems to enjoy heat on damaged muscles." Scooting back, he leaned carefully up against one of the oddly covered trees that looked to be shedding its bark in thin layers, and crossed his legs at the ankles. <br><br>"So, why don't you change back, come here, and we can... enjoy each other's company for a short time. If we need a shelter of sorts, I'm sure we can wander about for a bit and see about finding somewhere defensible if you don't feel comfortable out in the open."<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Angelicant</strong> on <strong>12-04-2013, 11:40:58</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/Shalymar/Avatars/Isela_zpseca87bf2.png)</div><hr><br>Name:&nbsp; Isela<br>Current Form:&nbsp; Dragon back to Trithos<br>Players Nearby:&nbsp; Reo <br>Location: Small island chain on the southwest tip.<br><hr><br>The link they shared, while not as strong in their other forms as it was when they were in their dragon forms, was still strong enough for her to understand most of what he was feeling, feelings that mirrored her own. But when she got up so they could leave, it had been her attempt to try and reign in the myriad of thoughts and sensations he evoked within her, admittedly, she wasn't entirely successful and based off his own reactions, neither was he. A fact that made her smile again as she felt his eyes on her, watching her as she made the transformation. Now he was asking her to switch back.<br><br>Isela pulled her gaze away from him and tried to ignore the race of her pulse for just a moment. She knew that the minute she walked back over there, enjoying his company would distract her from any other thoughts they should be having. Reo was injured, and that was truly her first concern, to make sure it didn't get any worse. If the warm sand made him feel better, then she was more than happy to stay here. The view around them was breathtaking, who wouldn't enjoy it here?<br><br>Quickly, she turned her head and surveyed the land around them. She had explored most of the area that was close to them when she was searching for something to eat. The island wasn't a very large one, unlike the continent from which they just came, but she was certain that they would be able to create some sort of shelter if they needed to. But she noticed not too far away, something they could use for shelter if need be. It wasn't large enough for them to be in dragon form, but their elven forms, it would be perfect, but snug.<br><br>It took her only a moment to shift her forms back as she slowly walked towards him. By the stars he made her insides turn to something soft. There was a part of her that appreciated his restraint earlier, and another part of her that had never wanted him to stop. That part was beginning to win out the longer he looked at her like that, spoke to her with such suggestive undertones.<br><br>The sunlight filtering through the trees and radiating off the warm sand sent a slight warm shiver through her body. A slight tilt of her head and Isela closed her eyes for just a moment as she threw caution to the wind.&nbsp; Reaching up, she untied the last of the lace strings of her gown and with a single motion, let the magically created clothing slide off her body, once more revealing herself to him. To feel her lips and body once more pressed to his like before. The chemistry that ignited between them was unlike any electrical current she had ever experienced before. It was bold, it was daring... but it was what she wanted.<br><br>Closing the distance, Isela stopped just in front of him, she dropped to her knees beside him, her tiny hands and fingernails lightly caressing across his cheek and jawbone, slowly, sensually. "Okay Reo, then let's enjoy... each other." She said quietly, her voice barely above a whisper, a softly smile on her face, as she leaned in, and kissed him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>15-04-2013, 00:17:33</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/f/f9/Nilofer150.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Nilofer<br><strong>Species/Form:</strong> Peranos/Peranos<br><strong>Players Nearby:</strong> Cirven<br><strong>Location:</strong> Bridge  Nilofer's home<br><hr><br><br>Knowing that Safiya would be back to her home later on, she knew that she couldn't extend the offer for him to stay the night. Wait. Why would she offer? She didn't like him and sex didn't change that. Right? Despite the fact that she was a greedy little urchin when it came to dick, Nilofer's feelings shouldn't have been swayed by some primo pounding over a bridge in broad daylight. Shouldn't have were the operative words. Not sure how she felt, Nilofer righted her dress and looked down at his pants. A smirk crossed her lips and she didn't offer to help him. If he was an elf and couldn't properly ask the wind to dry something for him then she wasn't going to be his nursemaid. <br><br>Taking his hand she walked by the crowd of people, her chin lifted in defiance at the prying eyes.&nbsp; It truly wasn't far as she had been almost back to her home when he caught up with her. <br><br>A few moments later, the door shut behind him and the smell of the leftover food wafted to her nostrils.&nbsp; "There's plenty of food on the… oh my, it has even grown." Yet more food had been brought in. "Oh very funny. Meriani made one of her penis shaped cream cakes. Ever the prankster, that one."&nbsp; She shrugged and collected a dollop of cream from the tip of the penis shaped cake. "There's a wash room through the round door at the end of the hall."&nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Deamonbane</strong> on <strong>19-04-2013, 00:21:08</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/0/06/Cirven150.png)</div><div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/79/Cirven150a.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Cirven<br><strong>Current Form:</strong> Trithos<br><strong>Location:</strong> Myeliae<br><strong>Players Nearby:</strong> Nilofer<br><br><hr>Unlike her, in a blatant display of what he supposed she would have call courage, but was actually boldness, he had more of a name to upkeep when it came to public displays of this kind. If men were told that he had taken a Peranos woman in the broad open, whispers of it would travel all over the army, and being that they were soldiers, the jokes were unavoidable. And where jokes abounded, respect would be lacking. He understood what this could mean to those that held his position in envy, something to use against him. Of course, such thoughts would not be on her mind. She would probably be thinking about how she had bagged another soldier. <br><br>No, he was being harsh. He had done this, he had... well, been physically persuasive in the manner in which he approached her. She had little or no fault, unless being angering could be a part of a seduction proscess. Whether she had enjoyed it or not was irrelevant in the fact that he had, for all intents and purposes forced himself on her. No. He would take whatever punishment that was to come as his own, fully deserved.<br><br>His face flushed a bright red when he saw the cake there, more from anger than from embarassment. Just because he deserved to be mocked did not mean that he would enjoy it. She seemed to take it in a stride, and he avoided looking at her as she ate some of the cake. Now from embarassment. He nodded, moving to the door indicated, seeing some water there for him to use. He stripped down fully, splashing some of the water on himself. He didn't feel dirty from what they had done. Far from it. But he was sweaty, and well...<br><br>He shook his head, determined to stop thinking like this. He would take what was to come with a grim face and a stout back.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>30-04-2013, 06:46:07</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/f/f9/Nilofer150.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Nilofer<br><strong>Species/Form:</strong> Peranos/Peranos<br><strong>Players Nearby:</strong> Cirven<br><strong>Location:</strong> Nilofer's home in Myeliae<br><hr><br>Nilofer had no problems eating that cake, it was food and her tummy was rumbling after her 'work out'.&nbsp; He went to her bathroom and cleaned up and she couldn't help but wonder what he thought of her. Nervously biting her lips, she tidied around the room and waited on her turn for the loo. <br><br>"I have some robes here that should fit you." She realized how that sounded and rolled her eyes. "They're my brother's. He won't mind you wearing them. They're not your fancy military uniforms but they're dry and clean."&nbsp; <br><br>She didn't give him much privacy, rather barging into the bathroom on him without knocking. She blushed a bit at his nudity, only because she didn't know him well. Nakedness didn't bother her; it was the intimacy of their situation.&nbsp; The elf was too damned handsome for his own good and hers to boot. <br><br>Was he mad about it? Did he enjoy it? Did he want… more? Did he see her as a whore? They would have big problems if he did. Most elves weren't known for their virginity, but most were a bit calmer than she was. Pity for them for they didn't enjoy life to its fullest. <br><br>"Are you going to be nice to me now? Or are you going to keep being mean? I suppose that I've been a good deal childish about the whole thing. It's just… it's just that I wanted to marry someone before and… well it didn't quite work out." Damn that bastard. He'd gone and fallen in love with a Centos woman and broken her heart. His father looked at her with disdain still to that day, though Nilofer didn't feel that she had earned it. Comgal could kiss her ass. "And we've already shouted at the top of our voices about how we feel about things."&nbsp; <br><br>She didn't love him yet but if the elf was kind then she knew that it wouldn't be hard to. Even if he was a soldier. She'd gone after men in the military for that reason; so she wouldn't fall in love. She didn't, or at least hadn't, agreed with the politics, but after telling Safiya about the Centos people, she understood things a bit differently. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Swordsman18</strong> on <strong>30-04-2013, 23:39:10</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/c2/Thanos.jpg)</div><br>Name: Thanos (Sukanar)<br>Current Form : Amythyst Dragon/Haas-Filoth<br>Players Nearby : Emmalyn<br>Location: Woods By The Lake<br><br><br><hr><br>He waited, wanting her to get clean before he appeared there in the room with her, but he was not going to appear there as himself. No, that would be too easy for her to see through him. Instead, he changed his clothes to those of a simple beggar. They seemed to be old and dirty. He did his best to make the cloak look as aged as he could to make it seem as though he were very old. And then as a final touch, he put a series of light red bandages over his face, going over his mouth and forehead with a black scarf around his neck.<br><br>He walked into washroom with a series of unsteady steps. "Scar's such a fine fellow he allowed me to..." He said in this deep gruff voice that made him seem like some kind of a smoker with fine bit of alcoholism. He looked over to see her washing herself but it made him stop in his place and he seeming as if he was shocked and not sure if he should be here.<br><br>"I am sorry miss, I thought it was unoccupied.."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SinfulAngel</strong> on <strong>02-05-2013, 08:15:16</strong>
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				<br><div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/c9/Sinemdrag.jpg)</div><br>Name: Emmalynn<br>Current Form : Peranos<br>Players Nearby : Sukanar<br>Location: Dariell- Scarlett Rest house<br><br><br><hr>Danika turns around at the sound of the door opening, she could have sworn she'd locked that door. Her blue eyes find the intruder an old man, obviously a bit lost. She sets the soap and washcloth down. Turning careful not to slip she comes to his side. She looks up ready to speak and immediately recognizes those beautiful green eyes. <br><br>She looks down suddenly feeling the heat of embarrassment across her cheeks. It takes her a moment to regain her voice as she slowly drags the man into the room. Slowly she unties the cloak letting it fall to the ground. Next moving to his shirt she pulls it off tossing it aside. And without missing a beat she moves to his pants dropping them to the ground as she looks up at him. <br><br>Still she hasn't said a single word since he walked in on her completely naked. And she doesn't say anything as she stands on her toes, her hands on the back of his head pulling him in for a hard passionate kiss.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Deamonbane</strong> on <strong>07-05-2013, 00:31:07</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/0/06/Cirven150.png)</div><div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/79/Cirven150a.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Cirven<br><strong>Current Form:</strong> Trithos<br><strong>Location:</strong> Myeliae<br><strong>Players Nearby:</strong> Nilofer<br><br><hr><br>He heard her mentioning that she had clothes that he might wear, clean and dry being the only things that he was looking for in clothing at the moment. He lifted his head, about to answer to the effect that yes, he was indeed wanting those clothes. Of course, he was cut off when she entered the lavatory. His initial reaction was disapproval, coupled with shock as to her bold move. And before today, that would have been the only reaction. But today was different. Today he was different. He felt different now, and it wasn't only because he had had sex, although how he was feeling was intricately aligned to just how he had had sex. He felt bolder because of it. He had done something that previously he never even would have considered doing. It was odd really. He had enjoyed it too. He felt invigorated.<br><br>And he felt as if he had nothing to hide. From her, anyway.<br><br>And so, all that accounted for, he merely looked up, straightened his back as she entered and came close, the straight face that he normally wore seemed more relaxed as he stood in front of her, fully naked, and not even a tinge of red on his cheeks. There might have been even a hint of a smile on his lips as he took the clothes,"Thank you," He said, nodding his head a bit, and this time really smiling. It wasn't a suggestive smile, not something that meant that he was mocking her in any way. It was clean, almost embarrassed. <br><br>"I did not mean to be... mean. I make no excuses for how I treated you before, and can only hope that you forgive me for it," He spoke low, meaning every word, his head bowed as he put the clothes on," What happened was... uncharacteristic for me, and will likely be the talk of the army weeks, perhaps months to come, but, I find that I do not regret it," He shook his head,"I know that sounds..."he went silent and shook his head again, indicating that he didn't know what else to say.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Swordsman18</strong> on <strong>23-08-2013, 20:53:05</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/c2/Thanos.jpg)</div><br>Name: Thanos (Sukanar)<br>Current Form : Amythyst Dragon/Haas-Filoth<br>Players Nearby : Emmalyn<br>Location: Woods By The Lake<br><br><br><hr><br>Thanos had been a little surprised as she simply started to disrobe him rather than throw him out as he had expected of her. When his shirt was off it was clear that this was not an old man. In fact it, was a man that was in his prime with hard, crafted muscles. He had a six pack that was nearly an eight pack, and a chest that was hard to the touch. Surprise still filled his face as she dropped his pants to expose the semihard cock that was hidden in his pants. "Emmal-" he had been about to say with his own voice before her lips met his. At first, the kiss had been hers alone but then he began to kiss her back. Arms came around her to pull her closer to him. The palms of his hands reached her butt groping it gently as he continued to kiss her.<br><br>But like all good things, he had to pull back from her heavenly lips. "Emmalyn, I need to ask before this continue is how you want our relationship to be. I would like to be physical with you but I want you to realize that this relationship will be separate from our apprenticeship. This will not get you out of the grueling training regiment and keep you out of harm's way. You will still learn what I have to teach and I will pull no punches in that regard."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SinfulAngel</strong> on <strong>23-08-2013, 22:15:57</strong>
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				<br><div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/c9/Sinemdrag.jpg)</div><br>Name: Emmalynn<br>Current Form : Peranos<br>Players Nearby : Sukanar<br>Location: Dariell- Scarlett Rest house<br><br><br><hr>She was a tad disappointed as his lips pulled away from hers. The kiss was supposed to distract him so she could then throw him out, but after noticing her own body's reaction. Her quickened pulse, heavy breathing, her hard nipples just barely brushing against his stone like chest. <br><br>She shakes her head giving a little laugh trying to clear her suddenly clouded mind. She places her hands on his chest. Bright blue eyes looking up at him with a sweet smile on her lips. Something about her eyes had changed they seem brighter with her arousal. <br><br>"I never intended for this to co-exist with the training. You came in here to trick me or pods me off. I decided to have a little fun, but now is more then that. There is nothing I want more then to feel you take me now, and with that said I don't expect special treatment later." Her hand slow moves up to cup the back of his neck, standing on her toes her lips hover near his. "So are you going to do as the lady wishes or will she need to take care of herself?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Swordsman18</strong> on <strong>27-08-2013, 04:54:39</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/c2/Thanos.jpg)</div><br>Name: Thanos (Sukanar)<br>Current Form : Amythyst Dragon/Haas-Filoth<br>Players Nearby : Emmalyn<br>Location: Woods By The Lake<br><br><br><hr><br>"The lady needs to realize that I am not her subject. Also she needs to know to always be on guard." Thanos told her as he very gently touched her back with the blade that he had hidden when she was not looking. The blade was as harp as one would expect it to be. But he was not trying to cut her. Instead he very gently traced the blade up her spine, the metal pressing into her skin but not cutting it. Delicately each and ever vertebrae was traced up her back going all the way to her neck. "Also darling, you must take what you want and be wary what it is that you are offered."<br><br>Thanos then moved to throw the knife against the far wall as he tried to lift up Emmalynn. "I will finish you off but darling if you want the full ordeal then you are going to need to take it."This little bit of playful seriousness that they had together was something that he enjoyed. But he also was not ready to truly sleep with her. If she allowed him to, he would carry her over to the nearest pillar, pressing her up against the wall attempting to hold her there while his more powerful hand snaked its way down her body headed towards her thighs.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SinfulAngel</strong> on <strong>27-08-2013, 07:19:23</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/c9/Sinemdrag.jpg)</div><br>Name: Emmalynn<br>Current Form : Peranos<br>Players Nearby : Sukanar<br>Location: Dariell- Scarlett Rest house<br><br><br><hr>Emma stood as still as possible feeling the blade run up her back. Her eyes close slowly as she feels the sharp edge move slowly, at an agonizing pace as he moves up her spine. The cool metal moving along her body causes her nipples to harden to the fullest, the areola wrinkling to a nearly painful point as she jumps when he throws the knife. Hearing the metal sink into the wooden post causes a chill down her spine.<br><br>She lets him lift her from the floor. Her light feminine body moving easily in his grasp as he moves them across the room. Her brain wrapping around his words just as his hand moves to her thighs. Her cheeks flush as she feels his surprisingly soft, strong hands move over her thigh. Suddenly realizing just how naked she is before him. Her blue eyes looking into his green one's as her breathing remains heavy.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Swordsman18</strong> on <strong>21-10-2013, 10:52:39</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/c2/Thanos.jpg)</div><br>Name: Thanos (Sukanar)<br>Current Form : Amythyst Dragon/Haas-Filoth<br>Players Nearby : Emmalyn<br>Location: Scarlet Rest House<br><br><hr><br>Fingers danced their way between her thighs very gently spreading her lips as they came together. Most of his hand was in a fist, save two fingers that were extended. Those were the intruders prodding their way in between her lips headed to her depths. "You will need to be somewhat quiet lest there be someone to check on us dear." A soft quiet voice spoke to her before his fingers made that final push inside of her. The two primary fingers that were now probing her were not the only weapons in his arsenal. No, there was a far greater weapon that pressed itself to her clit when his fingers were about about four-fifths of the way submerged. Slow clockwise circles were completed by him applying pressure to the head of her clitoris with the face of his thumb. This applied pressure allowed him to be able to control and stimulate its movements.<br><br>All the while, he gently curled his fingers inside of her running them along the top of her vaginal canal. Each movement was graceful and nearly completely unhurried. "Does it feel good Ennalyn?" Every curl was started and completed just as the circular path of her clitoris was. Clearly he had done this before as he was almost completely relaxed not looking the least bit worried. Thanos's eyes had never left Emmalyn's this entire time without so much as a tremble to indicate a change in visual attention. Occasionally he would blink, just as all people do. But it was an automatic action rather than a chosen one.<br><br>If Emmalyn looked hard enough she could see her beautiful face staring back at her from the bright eyes of the man that was working her beautiful form.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SinfulAngel</strong> on <strong>13-12-2013, 07:43:53</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/c9/Sinemdrag.jpg)</div><br>Name: Emmalynn<br>Current Form : Peranos<br>Players Nearby : Sukanar<br>Location: Dariell- Scarlett Rest house<br><br><br><hr>Her hips push forward against his fisted hand the sudden urge to be touched by him so strong. She licks her lips slowly as he whispers to her, nodding in agreement as his thumb begins to move in small circles around her clit. The pink nub slowly beginning to ache with desire for more. <br><br>Her hands seem to flutter at her sides for a moment before falling useless against her hips. Her breathing barely staying level as she looks into his unwavering gaze, wondering if this is bothering him in any way because in his cool demeanor he seems unphased by the naked woman before him. Her hips press back against the wooden post trying to stay still letting him make the rules for this little game they've started.<br><br>The long his fingers move in and out of her sex and his thumb moves around her clit the more evidence he can feel. Her juices coating his fingers and her pussy lips. She bites her bottom lip, her body shivering from the strength it’s taking to keep from moving any faster.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Swordsman18</strong> on <strong>16-12-2013, 20:07:49</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/c2/Thanos.jpg)</div><br>Name: Thanos (Sukanar)<br>Current Form : Amythyst Dragon/Haas-Filoth<br>Players Nearby : Emmalyn<br>Location: Scarlet Rest House<br><br><hr><br>"Darling, you smell so wonderfully, and the sounds you are making just make me want to play with you more." Thanos told her as he moved in to kiss and nibble along her neck. A shift in movement occurred, what was once the slow and sensuous pressing of fingers inside of her sped up. Not too the extreme but it was like the moving of waves during a slight storm, constant and with a slight bit of added force. Also, he did not allow his fingers to just remain in the same place the whole time. No, he was exploring her with each little movement. Those two fingers touched around inside of her in all directions. It was like he was learning all about her through touch. Not to mention that he was listening attentively for every single moan and whimper finding out just where she liked to be touched.<br><br>He bit down a little harder on the area between her neck and shoulder, not to penetrate but to mark. Many dragons did this even if they were mating in full form, so it was a bit instinctual but there was obvious control in it. Thanos held the bite for about a minute while his fingers continued to explore and stimulate her. When his teeth came away, her lightly colored skin held the shape of his teeth. A smile came to his face before he leaned in and licked the imprint gently.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SinfulAngel</strong> on <strong>23-01-2014, 23:54:01</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/c9/Sinemdrag.jpg)</div><br>Name: Emmalynn<br>Current Form : Peranos<br>Players Nearby : Sukanar<br>Location: Dariell- Scarlett Rest house<br><br><br><hr>Her head falls to the side allowing him more access to her neck, the sensation of his lips and breath moving along her sensitive neck has her breathing heavily. Her hands move to his upper arms gripping him, holding him tight against her body, as she adjusts to the quickened pace. Her blue eyes slowly shut as she purposely tries to keep herself quiet.&nbsp; His exploring fingers and quick movements cause her to squirm under his ministrations as she clenches her jaw.<br><br>As his teeth sank into her soft flesh she couldn’t help the sound of ecstasy that escaped her lips. A warmth washes through her body as he claims her, marking her as his even if just for the night.&nbsp; Feeling him release her flesh draws a soft gasp to her lips while a chill runs over her entire body leaving a trail of goose flesh along her skin. She moves her hand down his body feeling the contours of each muscle as her finger tips pass over. Slowly on a mission she begins stroking his shaft. Her pace mirroring his as her slender fingers move up and down hoping to please him.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Swordsman18</strong> on <strong>11-04-2014, 04:02:12</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/c2/Thanos.jpg)</div><br>Name: Thanos (Sukanar)<br>Current Form : Amythyst Dragon/Haas-Filoth<br>Players Nearby : Emmalyn<br>Location: Scarlet Rest House<br><br><hr><br>A deep darkness filled the room when a knock sounded at the door. When the thick darkness dissipated, Thanos went with it. The big burly man with the long scar across his face walked into the room. "Hmm, where is that old man that walked this way? I was gonna show him out for you." In his right hand, the one just behind his back a cylindrical club rested. Just in case usually became essential in his line of work. So when he came to protect her honor, he came ready to beat ass just in case. "Um lass, I...uh did not mean to interrupt anything..." Women pleasured themselves. Several times even in his own establishment he became lucky enough for a sight like it to pass before his eyes, yet this time it was completely unexpected. Scar turned away, his eyes having lingered upon her flesh for long enough. Light from the door became obstructed again, the shadow of a man appearing on the floor along Scar's feet.<br><br>"Oh hey, how goes it?" Thanos dressed in normal garb walked in with a stride, yet the smile on his face looked to be more than just about his mood. "Oh Emmalyn, I see my training got you all worked up. You see Scar, women like a firm hand like mine. They kind of want it and it turns them on just like it did this woman here. Isn't that right?" The smirk widened as he knew just why she ended up this way. "Scar does looking at her like that turn you on lad? If so, I do need someone for her to seduce as part of training." Scar tightened his grip on the club, "No, you know I would never do that. And you should not say such things. Take care of this lass or I will take care of you for her." He placed the club at Thanos's chest.<br><br>"Now let us leave the lady alone." Scar put pressure on the club, Thanos winked at Emmalyn to walk out with the barkeep. What would she do? A man had just seen her naked, and knew that he now did as well. Scar stopped at the door, nearly closing it behind him. "Lass, do not pay him any mind, he is but a fool when it comes to women. If you need anything tell me. okay?" He waited for her response at the door.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SinfulAngel</strong> on <strong>11-04-2014, 19:30:50</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/c9/Sinemdrag.jpg)</div><br>Name: Emmalynn<br>Current Form : Peranos<br>Players Nearby : Sukanar<br>Location: Dariell- Scarlett Rest house<br><br><br><hr>Emmalynn’s face flushes red with shock and embarrassment as she stands there stark naked before Scar. Her mouth falls open to object to his assumption, but no sound falls free as her arms cross over her perky chest. The blush begins to cover her entire body as he stands staring for longer than a socially acceptable accident. At the reappearance of Sukanar her features shift from that of shock and embarrassment to barely contained rage. <br><br>The more he opens his mouth to speak the more she begins to fume with anger over his callous attitude towards the predicament he put her in. All thoughts of arousal closeted for another time as she uses all of her strength to refrain from stomping over to him and strangling the life from his form. At hearing the comment of seduction she blanches. <br><br>“Shut up Sukanar!” are the first audible words she can form on her lips. Her hands drop to her sides in fists as she moves quickly regaining some self-control enough to move over to the hook on the wall, grab a towel and at least half attempt to conceal some of her nudity.&nbsp; "You good for nothing asshole, I may be your apprentice but you don't own me. You have little to no say on the who and when i seduce a man. Promise i don't need your help in that department.." Her voice full of anger, laced with something else, something more subtle. She shakes her head, obviously confused and frustrated as she looks up at the two men near the door. “Thank you, Scar.” Is all she can muster before her cloths are quickly put upon her body and she pushes past both men.&nbsp; Her cheeks still inflamed as she makes quick work of the stairs and finds the quiet solitude of her rented room.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Swordsman18</strong> on <strong>15-04-2014, 21:10:02</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/c2/Thanos.jpg)</div><br>Name: Thanos (Sukanar)<br>Current Form : Haas-Filoth<br>Players Nearby : Emmalyn<br>Location: Scarlet Rest House<br><br><hr><br>"Good job." He whispered to himself after hearing the final exchange between Scar and herself. Already she could do what he needed her to without even meaning to. Plus, she tasted quite well. When out of sight, he lifted his fingers to his mouth to taste the flowery sweet taste of the Emerald Dragon. Just its taste made his lips widen to expose his white teeth that glimmered from the moonlight from the window that he passed. No other tasks to complete, he walked up to his room. Yet, he stopped when he saw the door. Interestingly enough a crack of moonlight shone in from the inside of the room. A man like him did not allow something to happen so carelessly. Someone waited for him in that room. In response the darkness of the hallway intensified till one could barely see ones hand before their face unless they crossed along one of the beacons of moonlight.<br><br>Before he opened the door, his hand came to the hilt of his dagger, ready to throw it at whatever opponent waited for him. Wood creaked as the door opened, him applying light pressure to the door with his left hand. For anyone looking at the door from the room, the door would seem to move on its own opening to the hallway of pitch black darkness. Once a clear silhouette appeared before him, a metal streak shot out from the darkness headed straight for the torso of the person. Darkness from the hallway, almost like a liquid started to fill up Thanos's room.<br><br>Yet after hearing a clang of metal, Thanos knew the dagger had failed. Whoever stood there somehow blocked or dodged the attack. No choice left but to go head to head. Taking a deep breath, he turned through the doorway with the darkness now flooding into the room. "Nice trick Thanos." A sultry feminine voice spoke while lighting a match with the hilt of Thanos's dagger. Blowing on the match sent a blast of flame in the direction of the thick darkness. A blade came from behind, pressing against the woman's neck.<br><br>"Persephone, the light to my darkness, what do I owe the pleasure?" Thanos whispered in her ear, his other hand coming around her abdomen to pull her body back to his own, holding her there. "Just here to warn you and ask for a favor." Her voice made it clear that she smiled as she spoke. "Hmm, you need me on your side, so I guess it is something serious." Just as quickly as he grabbed her, he pushed her away pulling the blade from her neck before she could get nicked. "The war is a boon to business, but my targets keep getting harder and harder to eliminate. And well, I nearly botched my last job and they thought that I was...you. So there is a bounty on your head. To get it off, we need to kill an official. Lucky for the both of us, he is on his way to the town not too far from here in a few days." Persephone spun around to look at him, oddly happy about this bad news. Thanos on the other hand did not look pleased. Again she got him in a place he did not want to be in.<br><br>Crossing his arms, he thought about this. "How many is a few?" If he could make some sort of progress with Emmalyn, then she could make it her first kill. Another assassin doing it could get him off the hook just as it would to kill the person pursuing him. No one really knew how he looked as a civilian so he could watch over her kill. Yet, he needed the time to train her.<br><br>"A week maybe two at the latest." Persephone stopped for moment before responded, tilting her head up slightly before she finally gave her answer to the man. "Good, well then you and I are going to induct a new trainee to our little business."<br><br><hr><br>In the very early hours before the sun even rose, should Emmalyn be in her bed, there was a rude awakening waiting for her. Someone sat on her bed, their fingers brushing along her soft skin. Their skin much like hers seemed very soft. Tips of the fingers touching her were smaller with defined fingernails that ran along the skin of her arm. Heat radiated from their fingertips being much warmer than they should. "Wake up sweetie. We have much to do today." A sweet soft voice whispered to her. Soft gentle petting continued, the heat of the touch increasing continuing with each pass. When Emmalyn finally did open her eyes all of the heat would go away. Gentle petting would then continue yet the new face of Persephone loomed over her.<br><br>(https://24.media.tumblr.com/ad668c90074e380175e329bb62e0f1a2/tumblr_n1xkxo6jR21sn3ne4o1_500.jpg)<br><br>"Before you freak out, I am but a friend of your trainer. And think about it, if I wanted you dead you would be waking up in the afterlife and not here." Persephone's tone could be light one moment and be darker and serious the next. Yet, she never stopped stroking Emmalyn the entire time she spoke.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SinfulAngel</strong> on <strong>17-04-2014, 06:58:56</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/c9/Sinemdrag.jpg)</div><br>Name: Emmalynn<br>Current Form : Peranos<br>Players Nearby : Sukanar<br>Location: Dariell- Scarlett Rest house<br><br><br><hr>Still fuming with disdain and anger she stomps about her room huffing a little until she forces a calming presence across her body. With a few deep breaths she is back to her normal self. She looks out the window seeing the lake not far off in the distance. Realizing she has to much pent up energy for sleep just yet she leaves her room, walks down the stairs ignoring everyone in her path as she walks out of the pub. Once she has reached the lake she disrobes and dives in for a swim, the chilly water clearing her head and cooling off her body as she spends the next few hours relieving her frustration. <br><br>With slightly aching muscles she finds herself crawling into bed her cloths in a pile on the floor as she instantly falls asleep. Her mind registers a soft sultry voice. The heat that moves from mid-thigh up across her bare hip soothing at first, but it doesn’t take long for that soothing sensation to turn into a deep burn startling Emmalynn awake.<br><br>She gasps nearly sitting up straight as her eyes stare at the woman sitting so near her. Before she says anything Persephone begins to speak, her words only relieving a fraction of the distrust and fear she feels. Slender hands grasp the bed sheets holding them to her chest as she eyes the woman closely. “Say I believe you. Why are you in my room? Suka is a few doors down.”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Swordsman18</strong> on <strong>21-04-2014, 06:58:49</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://24.media.tumblr.com/ad668c90074e380175e329bb62e0f1a2/tumblr_n1xkxo6jR21sn3ne4o1_500.jpg)</div><br>Name: Persephone<br>Players Nearby : Emmalyn<br>Location: Scarlet Rest House<br><br><hr><br>"I am training you for a bit, something came up so that we are going to need to speed up your training somewhat." Persephone pointed over to the other side of the room where a replica of Persphone's armor hung, though it looked to be in Emmalyn's size. "You will earn the right to wear that. But for the day, you are going to need to amp yourself up a bit. So get dressed in something sleek, allowing for lots of movement. Also those clothes are enchanted. So even if you try, you can't copy them with your dragon magic. Trust me, I have tried." When you do what Persephone does, qualms about nudity were thrown out the window, just as her sexuality was. "Oh do not worry Emmalyn, I have seen more of you than a medicine man has so you can drop the modesty."<br><br>"So for your first test, you will notice that some things are missing from your room. Tell me exactly what they are. And then when you do, I will tell you where you can find them and how long you have till their destruction." Persephone's voice dropped to a deadpan, super serious voice till a smile and happiness filled her voice when she spoke the word destruction. The room, like many other rooms in any Inn anywhere in this country consisted of a small closet, a dresser and a lantern one could light at night. Surprisingly, the room had been cleaned too cleanly. Any early dust marks or traces of prints Emmalyn could have hoped to gleam with her natural sense seemed burned away. "Burned" is not the right word. All traces were scrubbed away with such an incredible heat the room would never be so clean as its current state.<br><br>To facilitate her test, all drawers were open, closet doors were open and each container lie open to expose its contents. "You have to do it from bed. You are not allowed to stand up." Persephone reached along the side of her hip, applying pressure to it as if she could restrain her. Slightly turning her head, Persephone's eyes reflected a fire not present in the room. In the closet, there were clothes hung up neatly, more so than when she hung them up. Maybe there were more clothes than when she hung them up. Maybe there were less. Her pack rested open on the chair against the far wall, the two edges of the bag touching each other a darkness filling the space between them. In the drawer, there appeared to be several items from her pack.<br><br>"Look and deduce what I took before I take it from you." A dark voice spoke, a heat wafting off of her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SinfulAngel</strong> on <strong>28-04-2014, 07:15:01</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/c9/Sinemdrag.jpg)</div><br>Name: Emmalynn<br>Current Form : Peranos<br>Players Nearby : Sukanar<br>Location: Dariell- Scarlett Rest house<br><br><hr>Her hands slowly move down to her sides, the sheet falling onto her lap as a soft blush seems to permanently find a home on her face. Emmalynn glances around slowly noting the room’s immaculately clean surfaces. Idly she wonders exactly how long Persephone had been in this room with her before waking her up. Her eyes slowly scan around the room as she listens to the other woman speaking. For a moment she finds herself angry that the few objects she owns had been rummaged through, and then with in that same breath she sighs softly knowing there wasn’t anything personal for her to be truly upset over.<br><br>“First off lovely job of cleaning the place, I’m sure Scar would love to hire you as a cleaning service should you ever find yourself desperate for work.” Her eyebrow raises a little showing Persephone that she may be an assassin but that does not automatically mean Emmalynn is afraid. She takes a deep breath and scans the room again from her seated position on the bed. “First off the only thing I truly see to be missing is my weapon, the sword and sheath are missing. And second off there are cloths strung up in the closet that are not mind and that were not there before I slept. I don’t tend to own clothing more just make them appear really.” She shrugs the idea off and looks the attractive killer in the eyes. <br><br>“Why are you training me and not Suka? And why should I even trust you in the first place?” Her tone even not accusing but curious.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Swordsman18</strong> on <strong>28-04-2014, 19:04:25</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://24.media.tumblr.com/ad668c90074e380175e329bb62e0f1a2/tumblr_n1xkxo6jR21sn3ne4o1_500.jpg)</div><br>Name: Persephone<br>Players Nearby : Emmalyn<br>Location: Scarlet Rest House<br><br><hr><br>"I like that tongue of yours, it is sharp and knows what it is doing." Persephone felt the little jab that had been taken at her and so turned it into a compliment. At least she did not get surprised in her sleep like this maiden did. Yet, this is what training is for. Emmalyn will learn to be alert, and to fight in whatever way she could. "You have figured out the first two things." Persephone smiled before looking up at the ceiling where the sword and sheath were, both of them were upside down. "The third?" She wondered, sending a spark up to the roof to the cut the rope holding the weapon to come down. Persephone caught it, the metal clanking as it hit her hand before she placed it on her bed side.<br><br>If Emmalyn had thought about it, her sword did not act normally. The way it looked to be held in the sheath above her, it should have fallen out and down upon her. But it hadn't. And so neither her nor Persephone got cut by the falling blade. "You shouldn't trust anyone in my line of work. Suka is too much of a paragon to be like me. However years ago, he and I killed a King together. But those days ended and he put up his dagger to become more of a trader." Persephone got off the bed, her shoes clicking on the ground. She walked over to one of the doors, closing it to expose a mirror. The mirror faced Emmalyn, who would see that something about herself changed since she slept. The right side of her hair looked to be a tad shorter. More than enough for a locket, but not a whole haircut either.<br><br>"My current understanding of the field allows me insight that Suka does not have." Slowly, Persephone turned in the direction of the bedroom door, her reflection no longer on the mirror. Her hand lifted up in front of her, so that Emmalyn could not see it. A glow came from there before dying away. "So Emmalyn, did you guess the third?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SinfulAngel</strong> on <strong>01-05-2014, 08:20:42</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/c9/Sinemdrag.jpg)</div><br>Name: Emmalynn<br>Current Form : Peranos<br>Players Nearby : Persephone, Sukanar<br>Location: Dariell- Scarlett Rest house<br><br><hr>She couldn’t help but roll her eyes when Persephone took the jab as a compliment, but Emmalynn soon found she would have done the same and shrugs the whole notion off. Her body flinches as the swords falls from the ceiling straight into the other woman’s hands. She wasn’t comfortable with this woman having her sword, it felt wrong. But she sat there patiently non the less, bringing her still covered legs up so she can rest her elbows on them. <br><br>“Yes yes, big scary assassin. I know Suka was once and still is by most, feared. Yes I’ve heard of you, but I’m not afraid of you either.” She shrugs again more non-chalantly her eyes looking into the mirror causing her hand to instantly move to her head and the lock of hair that is just barely an inch shorter than the rest. “You Bitch.. So not only did I wake up with you touching me and my things you took some of my hair? Pray tell how my hair is needed?” She finds herself standing naked in front of the woman, the only color on her face that of slight anger.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Swordsman18</strong> on <strong>06-05-2014, 09:06:51</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://24.media.tumblr.com/ad668c90074e380175e329bb62e0f1a2/tumblr_n1xkxo6jR21sn3ne4o1_500.jpg)</div><br>Name: Persephone<br>Players Nearby : Emmalyn<br>Location: Scarlet Rest House<br><br><hr><br>"Notice how there is currently a barrier around me that you can't cross. By manipulating this hair with magical properties, I can exert some control over you dear. At the moment I am just using for my own protection. But I can use it for other things." Persephone raised her eyebrow while looking at Emmalyn with an evil grin. Off to the right, she turned to walk towards the door. "Get dressed, breakfast is waiting for you downstairs. And then begin your chores." She stood off to the side, waiting for the girl to pass her by to head down to the bar. Emmalyn's hair all but disappeared from her fingers with a flash of flame. Still there was an odd magical connection between the two of them.<br><br>Suka sat there in the bar drinking some coffee while looking over some of the local gossip. The report did not seem too informative. War was coming closer to them, more battles were being fought and they were coming for him. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SinfulAngel</strong> on <strong>13-05-2014, 08:38:15</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/c9/Sinemdrag.jpg)</div><br>Name: Emmalynn<br>Current Form : Peranos<br>Players Nearby : Persephone, Sukanar<br>Location: Dariell- Scarlett Rest house<br><br><hr>Emmalynn rolls her eyes and scoffs at the thought of Persephone needing protection from anyone let alone her, a mere apprentice with very few skills as of yet. She shakes her head, not entirely sure how comfortable she is with taking orders from this woman who has no real right to give her orders of any kind. She watches the hair go up in flames and moves from the bed entirely. <br><br>She can feel the connection between herself and the scary pretty woman even after she walks completely out of sight and down the hall. Emmalynn listens carefully for the footsteps until they begin descending the stairs. With a sigh she closes her eyes and imagines trousers, a blouse, and boots.&nbsp; She quickly pulls her long hair up into a knot and makes her way down the stairs.<br><br>Her eyes instantly land on Suka, furry from the night before and the events of the day have her instantly fuming as she stomps over to him. Without thinking she smacks the mug from his hands and instantly begins to berate him. “So not only is it enough to humiliate me yesterday but you allow some Bitch I don’t know to wake me up, threaten my life and rummage through the few things I won. Very nice of you. If you like your head where it sits I suggest you either explain yourself very well or stay away from me today.” Her threat very real in her mind yet both parties know she would never actually follow through with it. She was just upset and he seemed to be the safest outlet since he had in fact caused half of the anger coursing through her. <br><br>She growls a little and glares at him before moving across the room deciding she was not going to stand and wait for his answer. If he wants to talk he can come to her. She orders her breakfast and sits slowly stewing as she eats.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Swordsman18</strong> on <strong>21-05-2014, 04:03:08</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/c2/Thanos.jpg)</div><br>Name: Thanos (Sukanar)<br>Current Form : Haas-Filoth<br>Players Nearby : Emmalyn<br>Location: Scarlet Rest House<br><br><hr><br>"I-" He tried to talk to her, but she walked away from him before he could finish speaking to her or really say anything further. If she wanted to be mad then let her, she could use the energy for her training. A beautiful blonde sat down next to Emmalyn bright blue eyes looking in her direction. "He is a guy, he would not understand us anyway. Soon I will teach you how to kill him." The blonde spoke with a smile before she started to eat right next to Emmalyn. This appearance of her was much different than the one Emmalynn saw earlier. This one had very pale colored skin, blonde eyes wearing intense colored black clothes. <br><br>"We need to train as soon as you are done with breakfast." She looked over to the side where she saw her partner, giving him a devious smile. Eyes turned over to Emmalynn. "To be utterly honest, he may looked weak at times, but he has killed 6 opponents at once without a bead of sweat appearing on his brow. I have penetrated his defense once, and I paid for it." A shudder passed through her as she slipped a bit of bread into her mouth.<br><br>"He didn't know I would go to your room. I setup concealing spells so he would not even detect it either. But the confused look on his face was priceless." She picked up her mug, taking a deep drink of the brown colored liquid inside. "Mmm coffee in the morning. Scar is such a good guy to me. And he will be to you in time."<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Persephone's "Ideal" Form</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://i.dailymail.co.uk/i/pix/2012/02/02/article-2095179-118C8FFE000005DC-979_634x944.jpg)<br><br>(http://s13.postimage.org/st5ej5to7/Taylor_Momsen_Nipple.jpg)</div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SinfulAngel</strong> on <strong>21-05-2014, 04:16:49</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/c9/Sinemdrag.jpg)</div><br>Name: Emmalynn<br>Current Form : Peranos<br>Players Nearby : Persephone, Sukanar<br>Location: Dariell- Scarlett Rest house<br><br><hr>Her shoulders back, sitting tall as she tries to breathe through the anger. Never in her life has she been more angry with a single person. The sudden voice of a stranger catches her attention, but after a few words Emmalynn sits up taller. This woman was no stranger, just unappreciated company at this point. But the knowledge that they would train together kept Emmalynn polite as she listened to the unwanted conversation and silently eats her breakfast. <br><br>Once it seems Persephone is done, Emmalynn turns on her stool to look the pretty blonde in the face. “I get we will be training and likely spending a lot of time together over the next however long you decide to stick around.. but I don’t foresee this little, adventure leading to a friendship. Not with how things started so if you’d like to move on and start the training I’m good to go.” She nods politely to Scar giving him as much of a smile as she can muster before moving outside the Pub. <br><br>She takes a deep breath of the outside air, it was still early. The sun barely cresting the sky with morning light as she breaths in the morning dew and distinct smell of what is likely puke from pub patrons of the night before. She makes a face and moves slowly to the lake assuming Persephone would follow, find her or ask Suka where she was to train. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Swordsman18</strong> on <strong>21-05-2014, 04:31:04</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://s13.postimage.org/st5ej5to7/Taylor_Momsen_Nipple.jpg)</div><br>Name: Persephone<br>Players Nearby : Emmalyn<br>Location: Lake<br><br><hr><br>"You are too easy to track and find. I even gave you a five minute head start. A warrior especially if you want to be a skilled swordswoman needs any advantage she can get. For example look ahead of you." A blade stuck out of the tree in front of her, it was a dagger. The dagger that she usually wore on her belt. If Emmalynn's head had been just a little to the right when she first walked up it, then the blade would have been in her. Persephone possessed a level of skill that she wanted Emma to reach one day. And if she needed to run her through a gauntlet till she started to pick up the basics, Persephone would push her through it.<br><br>"Let us race around the lake." Persephone walked up to the edge of the lake looking from side to side as she cracked her neck and stood in a formation. "Emma if you are tired after this then I apologize, but it is necessary." Her words were enigmatic, but that fire she showed in her other form existed in her eyes again. Except this time Emma would be able to see her own reflection in that flame in the odd woman's eyes.<br><br>"Ready when you are princess."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eden: The Coming - Masif: A Continent At War</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SinfulAngel</strong> on <strong>13-11-2014, 08:46:05</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/c9/Sinemdrag.jpg)</div><br>Name: Emmalynn<br>Current Form : Peranos<br>Players Nearby : Persephone, Sukanar<br>Location: Dariell- Scarlett Rest house<br><br><hr>Being called princess was the final straw in the mental coffin for Persephone. Emma hated her with a deep and fiery passion all her own and there was no way she could ever see herself being friends with the thing called a woman beside her. As Persephone stretched and cracked to get ready Emma just shook her head, and before princess was even finished on the woman’s lips she took off like a light. Moving quickly around the lake, she was sure Persephone was close behind her if not right beside her but she didn’t much care. Running was a way for her to clear her mind, the next best thing to being surrounded by the earth. <br><br>Stuck in her own thoughts Emma idly wonders what Suka was off doing, now that he has pawned her off like some burden he never wanted in the first place. This though only enrages her hatred more. He was her master for no more than a few days and he already passed her on to someone else like she were just a mere object for fun. And fun she would show him, by doing her very best and learning the skills needed to best them both.<br>
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