Unhallowed Union (Amethyst Dreams & TheDarkMiko)
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				Title: <strong>Unhallowed Union (Amethyst Dreams &amp; TheDarkMiko)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Amethyst Dreams</strong> on <strong>15-12-2011, 15:09:04</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://th01.deviantart.net/fs71/PRE/i/2010/236/2/6/Fires__Still_Burning_by_levihoff.jpg)</div>Smoke could be seen faintly on the horizon; the burning remains of the city Laman Orsil, now razed to the ground and its every inhabitant put to the sword – it had been the last refuge of the elves and now that people were gone from the world at last.&nbsp; These facts, Orrusk-Gor was vaguely aware of those facts as he drew deep breath and watched from a distant cliff.&nbsp; He was the last King of the Ushurak, which to the world at large were the orcs and the bane of the civilised world.&nbsp; Orrusk looked upon the victory he had dreamed for so long – the complete destruction of the Queltessir, the elves – yet there was no joy or even exultation in his heart or his brooding face.<br><br>The plains surrounding Laman Orsil, the last refuge of the elves, was littered with the bodies of the hated enemy, but the bodies of his own warriors carpeted the ground in numbers even greater as their defeated foe.&nbsp; He was the last survivor of that grim battle, him and his consort, and now he regretted calling upon all the remaining tribes to lend their strength to the battle in the hopes that he might have overwhelmed the enemy, but it was not to be.<br><br>Had he made a mistake?&nbsp; Had his witch misread the portents and the stars?&nbsp; Quickly Orrusk shook off the malaise that threatened to overtake him: the dark gods and demons had seen to it that he, the greatest of warriors amongst the Ushurak, and his consort, the greatest of seers and witches of his people, were yet alive – nothing could be clearer to him – the Ushurak would spring anew from his loins and the womb of his soon-to-be queen, stronger and more potent than ever.&nbsp; Now where was the tent, where the one I shall soon take for wife?&nbsp; Of course, I need only climb this slope.<br><br><div class="floatright">(http://fc03.deviantart.net/fs36/i/2008/255/4/3/Orc_Champion_by_bukulima.jpg)</div>Hefting his axe, his muscles strained proudly to accommodate weight of the weapon and he took deep breath as the sudden beat of passion began to grow in his broad chest and the thrill of arousal quickened his loins, his mind awash with what he would do as he –<br><br>With a sudden snarl, he wheeled in time to see a terrible apparition stepping clear of the bushes giving an inarticulate cry of hate at the sight of the Ushur King.<br><br>Slender compared to the prodigious bulk of the orc king, he was still well-built, and garbed in silvered mail, protected further by gold embossed plate, a great blood stained cloak of cobalt cloth and white fur trailed behind him culminating in the head of a lion upon his left shoulder.&nbsp; The green orbs of his eyes were wild, and his fists clenched spasmodically upon a pair of grim, yet ornate axes that bore dripping evidence of battle only shortly fought.&nbsp; Through the lengthy golden cascade of his hair, a pair of long delicate ears rose, providing evidence that not all of the Queltessir were dead just yet.<br><br>“Eldar!” accused Orrusk-Gor, hefting his axe.&nbsp; “I thought all your kind lay rotting upon the streets and the plains of your doom!”<br><br>“All save me, damn you!” cried the other.&nbsp; “Oh, but how I have dreamed of this moment as I cut my way through your cut-throats, stood back to back with my father, and watched both him and my beloved die – I dreamed, but never thought it would be.&nbsp; The gods of Vengeance have brought me to you!”<br><br>“Stand back,” warned Orrusk, watching the other warily.&nbsp; If he did not cut down this one right now, his next target would undoubtedly be...<br><br>With a roar, he leapt forward, axe high for a crushing blow.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unhallowed Union (Amethyst Dreams &amp; TheDarkMiko)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheDarkMiko</strong> on <strong>15-12-2011, 18:52:50</strong>
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				Sukikio would only be left to wonder what the hell was happening. It was over.......or so she believed. She had allowed herself to become a part of something that was fast falling apart in front of her eyes. Her alliance....where was it really? She was a breed of the witch/demoness variety and she usually would be found where there was blood to be savored and vengeance to be had. She had placed her lot with her King and had seen that they came from the battle unscathed.........but the same could not be said for the people under them. They had met with swift destruction and she wondered how well her liege was taking it. She had been quite honest with him that they would come out the victor......she had simply not mentioned the losses. She knew there would be massive loss on both sides and while it would be a bit troublesome, she saw that he would rise from it and come back with a woman who would help him usher a new and much more powerful tribe. Who this woman was would remain blurry to her however and she was not really troubled with it.<br><br><br>She would be sitting quite lost in her own thoughts of what had occurred only hours....days before and had prepared to set out. Her services were no longer needed where they? She had served her purpose and now was free to travel once more. There was something in her that loved to be on the road and seeking new and prosperous ventures. She belonged to no one and she liked it that way. First thing she would need was to find a place that could easily succumb to her powers and charm to amuse her for a bit until she made a firm choice where she wanted to go. Eventually she would have to face reality however and find one worth her time and effort to ....pay special attention to. She was still a woman after all and she had needs. She was just a bit choosey with who she would share that attention with. While she was dark and churned with all kinds of magicks in her blood, her body remained pure and that added to her appeal when she was out in the world.<br><br><br><br>Foolish men and some women alike believed her to be a challenge and that they would be the one to tempt her finally.........what fools.<br><br><br>As she was lost in her thoughts, she would hear something outside that would cause her senses to fly into alert.<br>The&nbsp; battle...........was it not over? They all lay dead in droves.......they had come out the victors.........right?<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; <div class="floatright">(http://static.desktopnexus.com/thumbnails/441272-bigthumbnail.jpg)</div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unhallowed Union (Amethyst Dreams &amp; TheDarkMiko)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Amethyst Dreams</strong> on <strong>17-12-2011, 16:46:49</strong>
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				The Orc king’s heavy chop was met with a parrying buffet from the elf lord’s axe, but he rolled clean as the second axe came down with a crunch where his neck had been only moments before.&nbsp; Even as he regained his footing, the gold-clad figure ripped his axe from ground, sending a shower of dirt into the monarch’s face and he was forced to back away, swiping his axe wildly as he wiped the soil from his eyes.<br><br>Already angered to an almost blind rage, Orrusk risk a glance behind him to the where the tent lay hidden behind the crest of the hill and the bushes, a glance not missed by his elven adversary.&nbsp; His impatience and lust blinding him, Orrusk-Gor decided to cast the dice and make his bid to finish this battle in a single stroke.<br><br>“Eldar,” said he, “tell me your name, so that I may tell my witch in my tent upon the hill, who was the last of the frail-ones to fall before the axe of Orrusk-Gor as I couple with her over the broken remains of your civilisation!”<br><br>“Not in your tent in the arms of your witch,” retorted the other, “but in hell, shall you tell your wench that you met Elrath Vethriel of the house of Orsil!”<br><br>With a roar, Orrusk came like a hurricane and brought his axe in a sheering stroke, the force of which was irresistible to any other and would have cut steel, but his opponent ducked deep and the crescent edge shave off a lock of his hair.&nbsp; Orrusk cried out in pain as he looked at the severed stumps of wrists as and the half-moon counterstroke ripped upwards leaving him a headless corpse beneath the feet of his slayer.<br><br>With a snarl of satisfaction, Elrath went to one knee, supporting himself upon his axe, breathing deeply.&nbsp; It was all over at last.&nbsp; No.&nbsp; There was yet another before vengeance had been attained.&nbsp; He might have cried for his people then, but he was far too enraged at that moment to waste tears for the dead, and if he did not accomplish his task, it would have all been in vain.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unhallowed Union (Amethyst Dreams &amp; TheDarkMiko)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheDarkMiko</strong> on <strong>17-12-2011, 21:55:30</strong>
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				Hearing an anguished cry outside of the tent,Sukikio was no fool. She knew from the roar that her partner had fallen and was no longer in the world of the living. She had been able to sense it and now she was somewhat worried about herself. While she really served no master......simply taking opportunity as it came, she was still feeling the loss of the her own kind and the Orc's as well as the humans.......he was human right? She felt bad that it had come to this, but she was merely a seer and was offered things that were not easily attainable on her own in this world. As far as she knew she was to be offered protection&nbsp; and freedom to come and go as she pleased once this was all over. She also had lived quite awhile but was still a beauty and still somewhat naive. When she had been approached she was not sure that she should have taken the offer but it sounded good enough at first. Safety and a place to come into her own without molestation.<br><br><br>All of that circled through her mind as she heard silence outside and stood finally, her bare feet feeling the coolness of the earth as she walked to the entrance. She would see the dead.....very dead body of her former ally...without hands or a head.Though she was still a distance away, she could see quite well and the sight was gruesome. She was never one to engage in battle unless she had no choice and had simply guided him when he needed her gift, her hands were clean of the actually blood..but she had aided him. She had to....she needed his help as well once this was all over. There was always a small noise in the back of her mind that told her not to trust him, but she had not much to lose anymore. She was the last and if she she perished then it would all be for naught. Her people, power, knowledge,lineage.........all gone....and she could not let that happen.<br><br>Besides, she was informed that the opponent was evil anyway and taking over the other races in droves, killing who ever got in their way. Women and children were not exempt and murdered as well. So why would she not help stop such horrors?<br><br>Gasping slightly, she flared her magicks and looked to the lone victor who was not yet looking at her...but she could feel the rage and pain coming from him in waves. Maybe she should flee? He would surely come to kill her or do even worse things. Her ally was dead and she was alone. She was able to fight though as well as use magicks, but he was of the elven race...trained in ancient things as well. He was not to be trusted...he would try to kill her for his own ends like the King had told her. Well.........if he was coming now to kill her then she would greet him with a fight to the death. She was no coward and would face him head on.<br><br>Creeping back into the tent, she armed herself and stepped out into the cool air. "Come for me if you will........I will not be your prey like all else before you." Her words soft but powerful.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unhallowed Union (Amethyst Dreams &amp; TheDarkMiko)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Amethyst Dreams</strong> on <strong>18-12-2011, 12:51:23</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i1117.photobucket.com/albums/k581/Am_Dreams/ElvenPrince.jpg)</div>Rising to stand atop the fallen body of the orc king, Elrath awaited the a rush of exhilaration that should have come at the death of his enemy, but there was nothing as he somehow knew would be the case – it was all a hollow victory after all, his people would not come back even if he killed Orrusk-Gor a hundred times over.&nbsp; So what now?<br><br>Though acquainted with the art, Elrath was no sorcerer, but he was sensitive enough to sense the presence at the top of the hill.&nbsp; Of course.&nbsp; There was still one left, after which he could rest, but for now there was work to do.&nbsp; He did not hold any illusions about the grim task he had assigned himself; undoubtedly he could allow this lone straggler to run... but what if the witch bore the spawn of his enemy?&nbsp; With his hands tightening about the hafts of his axes, he took his first step forward, his movements only mechanical.&nbsp; Despite the ease at which he had seemed to dispatch the orc monarch, his had strained his abilities to the utmost to deal the deathblow as fast as he could – having come to the same conclusion that the orc king had in that the battle must be finished quickly.<br><br>But where the orc had thought on congress, Elrath thought only of conquest.&nbsp; Conquest and the annihilation of his foe.&nbsp; There was never any thought that he would lose, for it was said that there was the blood of gods in his veins, stronger than that of any member of his family.&nbsp; It was not until now that Elrath had ever thought to curse his lineage, for it was undoubtedly the reason he yet lived, and without it he could have died with the rest of his people instead of lingering on to carry the pain.<br><br>In his hands, the twin axes seemed to pulse, as of eldritch energy flowing within.&nbsp; Axes were not the traditional weapon of the elves, but in ancient times it was the mark of the hunter and the weapon of retribution.&nbsp; In desperation once his sword had broken, he had taken these two from the private armoury of his father where they had hung upon the walls crossed for over five centuries.&nbsp; Through them he could feel false strength surging through his fatigue washed muscles.&nbsp; He took a second step forward, almost as one who carries unbearable weight, craning his head to look up the hill.<br><br>“Let us end this,” he muttered, more to himself than to any other.&nbsp; With a frightful burst, of which he had seemed incapable of only moments before, he was racing up the hill his axes trailing behind him, weaving through the trees and plunging through the brush, his eyes fixed only on the target before him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unhallowed Union (Amethyst Dreams &amp; TheDarkMiko)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheDarkMiko</strong> on <strong>18-12-2011, 19:01:04</strong>
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				Feeling a burst of energy from the being that was not there before, she paused. "He comes...well let me greet him." She could see that he was intent on trying to kill her and there was no way she was going to let that happen. She readied her weapon and pointed it, taking aim carefully before released a series of charged arrows that would land all around him burning with power. Not sure whether any hit him or not she would continue as he ran to meet her. Once he has gotten halfway there, she would drop the bow and arrows and take up her sword. There was no way that she was going down without a fight. Raising the sword, she charged it slowly making the blade glow a soft blue, the intensity growing as she focused.<br><br><br>"Why are you coming to attack me? I have not wronged you in anyway.I did not kill any of your kind. I would advise you to leave me in peace since my ally is now dead and I have to survive on my own without his promised protection. If you insist on this, then I will kill you...though it would be a pity seeing as you are the last of your kind same as me." Her voice still soft, but full of determination.<br><br><br>Her eyes would take on a blaze as well as she waited for him to make his move. Only one of them would&nbsp; be leaving this place and she planned on it being her. She did not want to do this but she had to live for her people. She did not sell her services to not walk away with a chance to possible find a new life and help rebuild her clan. She was ll that remained and she would be damned if she let him or anyone else stop her. The Orc King was dead and she was facing the foe that had slain him...there was&nbsp; no way she was going to take any chances and allow him any chance to kill her. He was out for revenge and he had gotten it once he had wiped out the orc clan...but she could see that it was not enough...not for&nbsp; him. He was lustful for blood and would not&nbsp; be satisfied until he was stopped or some sense was beaten into him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unhallowed Union (Amethyst Dreams &amp; TheDarkMiko)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Amethyst Dreams</strong> on <strong>19-12-2011, 10:46:21</strong>
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				Elrath did not check his stride as he came over the crest of the hill and into view of his quarry, speaking as he came headlong: “Can you really claim innocence witch?&nbsp; My people are dead, and Orrusk-Gor performed the bloody deed, though he was not clever enough to have instigated it without prompting – without your words he would not have committed the last of his people to a suicidal rush at the last and most protected sanctuary of the Queltessir!”<br><br>Before he could come within sword reach of the witch, or even to deal a blow with his own axe, he came to abrupt stop, but swung his axe in a wild wide arc.&nbsp; Whether it was the power of the axe or whether it was channelling the rage of its master, a ghostly skittering arc raced towards the witch.&nbsp; Elrath had no doubt that she could deflect it or even break it should she desire, but he was in poor mood for rational discussion when his enemy was so close.<br><br>“But do not worry,” he smiled with a grim touch of humour that did not reach his eyes, “if you so desire an ally, you can reaffirm your engagement to him in hell after I send you there – I am certain his shade will be glad to see as he boasted to me whilst he yet lived that he would have you for a wife.&nbsp; I may be the last, but you will go first.”<br><br>Overhead, the low rumble of thunder rolled, as though sensing the sombre mood below.&nbsp; His hand subtly tightening upon the handles of his axes, the elder watched and waited for a moment to rush in, and whilst he did, eldritch chants were upon his lips, charging the air around him with the power of the arcane.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unhallowed Union (Amethyst Dreams &amp; TheDarkMiko)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheDarkMiko</strong> on <strong>19-12-2011, 17:43:46</strong>
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				She grimaced. He was not to be reasoned with in this state...and she would have to fight him..fine then. "I proclaim what is true to my knowledge. I simply did what I had to do in order to guarantee my own line's future. Do not stand there and pretend you would not have done the same." She was already annoyed and defensive to male there. His self- righteous attitude would be one to grate upon her already frayed nerves. Always the righteous and never seeing their own faults...pathetic. "I suppose you have no part to play in this I see? Surely, your people are innocent and NEVER hurt or killed any other. Save your act for another......then again since you insist on fighting, continue your sermon to your people in the afterlife."<br><br><br>She was able to deflect the arc that came at her but not without skidding back a little. She was not prepared to fight but she was not going to die here either. Since he wanted to go this route she would oblige him and once his attack had been disposed of, she would focus as well calling up her own magick and sending a powerful pulse of blue magic&nbsp; in the shape of a thunderbolt towards him. "If you insist then I will kill you. I ally myself because I had need....rash fool that I was, but I take no blame for what he did with my information. I could tell you the way to stop your enemy, however if you choose to do it, am I too blame? Your actions are your own and I do not control your mind or body."<br><br>Her fist clenched, she hissed angry all of a sudden. "I never agreed to be his wife, concubine or consort beyond giving him knowledge. I would not allow myself to be tainted by his kind or any other male for that matter. I belong to no one and will revive my clan when I find one worthy." Not sure why she owed him any words of explanation except she hated falsehoods that would have such an impact on her.<br><br><br>She was also disgusted that the Orc had sought to defile her and make her his wife. She had in no way agreed to that part of it. The thought made her stomach roll at the thought of him touching her body in that way. She was to come and go as she pleased and aid him when in time of need. She shivered as she watched her magick approach him, the blue lighting up the area. So the Orc had lied as well.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unhallowed Union (Amethyst Dreams &amp; TheDarkMiko)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Amethyst Dreams</strong> on <strong>19-12-2011, 23:08:30</strong>
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				Without giving ground, the Eldar watched the eldritch energies coalesce and his eyes narrowed briefly as the blue bolt shot towards him, and now he was glad that he had taken a moment to erect his magical protection.&nbsp; It was not enough to stop or even deflect her power, that was beyond his abilities of course, but the disruption was just enough that it burst into shimmering fragments at the cut of his axe.&nbsp; But now Elrath Vethriel was angry enough to march angrily forward, not in attack, but in cold anger.<br><br>“And who has slandered my people so?” he demanded.&nbsp; “The enemy of my race?&nbsp; Where the Ushur, the orcs, raided and murdered openly, my people remain... remained in our sanctuaries seeking solace from the world outside that has become dangerous to us, and you would claim that we hurt and kill?&nbsp; Who told you such a plain faced lie?&nbsp; Bring them forth and let them say it to my face!”<br><br>“You are clearly a witch of no small power,” he conceded, though his praise barely lasted the space of a heartbeat, “but clearly your choice of allies is wanting.&nbsp; An alliance with Orrusk-Gor, the Ruffian King of the Orc?&nbsp; You were either possessed whilst making such a decision or else truly naive to a fault.&nbsp; Orrusk and all his wretched kind have no need of allies – only slaves and enemies to kill – though just as well for you that you need not worry as your champion is now shorter by a head.”<br><br>It was something of a wonder, even to himself, that he stood this close to her and had not attempted to behead her in a single stroke, though the axes quivered in his grip.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unhallowed Union (Amethyst Dreams &amp; TheDarkMiko)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheDarkMiko</strong> on <strong>19-12-2011, 23:30:31</strong>
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				Watching as he was not destroyed by her magick, she was slightly impressed..but still cautious. "I believe if you wish for them to say it to your face as you say, then you need to look back yonder to the body you felled. He was the one who told me and I would believe him. After all, what I saw were his people coming to me in droves hurt, almost dead and saying it was your kind that caused it. My people were never one to converse or mix with the other races seeing as we practiced our magicks and combat in our circles only. We would rarely let in other tribes and for good reason. Sadly though.....as time changes so do the people and we were infiltrated by one who would destroy us from the inside. I managed to escape merely because I was attending to a tribe we trusted. I alone an unscathed and I hope to find our sister tribe in my travels......if they still live."<br><br><br>Narrowing her eyes at him as she looked at how close he was,she tensed and readied herself. If he would strike she would kill him if need be. She did not survive for nothing. The Kami had some kind of plan for her. "I took what ally was offered.No one else would help me. They wanted what I was not willing to give......and it seems that now I know he did as well." She snorted and moved back some. "I would have killed him myself if he had tried to force the issue. None will touch me....and he was NOT my champion. Merely an ally until I could get where I needed to go. I can fight but a woman alone on the road is a moving target. Even I know that Elrath..." Her voice smooth as she let&nbsp; his name roll off her lips. " I know who you are...."<br><br><br>Taking a stance, she went on."Question is....what now? Do we fight to the death? Or do we go our own ways and rebuild what we can. It seems you have been taken as well as I...and I accept my folly for believing him....but you will not stop me from building my people up once more."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unhallowed Union (Amethyst Dreams &amp; TheDarkMiko)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Amethyst Dreams</strong> on <strong>22-12-2011, 09:39:36</strong>
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				“Naive to a fault,” he growled lowly.&nbsp; “My people died for the most foolish of reasons.&nbsp; I should kill you where you stand.”<br><br>Suiting action to word, he marched angrily at her, raising an axe high and brought it down viciously.&nbsp; The great half-moon blade sunk deeply into the ground at Sukikio’s feet and Elrath marched past her.&nbsp; He had had his moment to kill her and let it pass, instead making his way towards the tent behind.&nbsp; If Orrusk had left any information regarding any other tribes, it would be there.&nbsp; He would find them.&nbsp; If there were none left, he would wander the world and find them.&nbsp; And if there were truly none left... he tried not to think to hard as to what purpose he might have in such an empty world devoid of companions.<br><br>“I won’t stop you from rebuilding,” he noted, “but my shadow will forever be upon you as I will not leave it to chance that your skills should again fall in the hands of mine enemy.&nbsp; Today we walk our paths together, for I shall not take no for an answer, but you need not fear my hand in your affairs – do as you will and I shall do what I must.”<br><br>He did not fear to leave the axe there, for it, like its twin, was a cursed thing and now that his bloodied hand had held the haft and sworn the oaths, only he could wield them and none other.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unhallowed Union (Amethyst Dreams &amp; TheDarkMiko)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheDarkMiko</strong> on <strong>22-12-2011, 09:50:37</strong>
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				She was not at all worried when he growled at her and then came at her with the axe. She was more than ready to defend herself from him if her were to strike, however he merely sunk it at her feet and went to the tent to scout for information.<br><br><br>"You should kill me yet you hesitate.Interesting." Her voice quiet as she looked at the weapon near her bare feet. She did not care one way or another if he was looking for info, she was not about to stick around and wait on him to rant further about how naive she was. If she was such, then he should be happy to be free of her presence.<br><br>What she was not expecting though, were his words of coming with her while she journeyed. There was no way in hell she was going along with this." You dare to tell me I cannot say no? That I will fall to another?" She snorted. "Like I can trust you....you could be a liar like my former ally...and attempt to back stab or molest me ..your words mean nothing."<br><br>Moving away from the weapon, she hefted hers and began to walk away."You do what you must and go where you will...........but it will NOT be with me. If I need a male companion I will find one in the next village or town that has a mercenary for hire."<br><br>She did not trust him at all...he tried to kill her earlier with a blast....and she was supposed to travel with him? And he was a man......
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unhallowed Union (Amethyst Dreams &amp; TheDarkMiko)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Amethyst Dreams</strong> on <strong>22-12-2011, 22:08:23</strong>
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				“Male companion?” mused Elrath darkly.&nbsp; “Why the emphasis?&nbsp; And I had meant to stab you or kill you I would have already done so witch.&nbsp; Nay, like you, I shall go where I please even if that means along the same road as you, but by way of compensation, I will find your company as unwelcome as you found mine.”<br><br>Pausing at the threshold of the tent, he only made a half-abortive effort to look within.&nbsp; It was one made for leisure, or perhaps pleasure, and there was very little of knowledgeable worth within.&nbsp; This had been his witch’s pavilion after all.&nbsp; Looking behind him, the ruins of the sanctuary could still be seen smoking in the distance, and it would be very much set to the orc mindset to ravish their victims within view of their conquests.<br><br>“Why object so strongly any way?&nbsp; Have I not been open and frank with you thus far?&nbsp; Have I not stayed my hand when I should have dealt death to one who provided my enemy with aid?&nbsp; Or perhaps you are so prone to such flaws in yourself that you expect everyone you meet to posses them?&nbsp; If you would not have our paths cross, then try and slay me here.”<br><br>His manner was not as one who expected to loose, and undoubtedly he meant for his presence to be a discomfort for the witch in any journey or enterprise she engaged in.&nbsp; “You said you need allies seer... well then, so do I.”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unhallowed Union (Amethyst Dreams &amp; TheDarkMiko)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheDarkMiko</strong> on <strong>22-12-2011, 22:20:02</strong>
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				His words were irritating her and made her eyes blaze with anger as she stopped cold and faced him. "YOU DO NOT KNOW ME TO INSULT ME. JUST BECAUSE YOU DID NOT BOTHER TO SEEK A SEER AND HE DID DOES NOT SHOW MY INCOMPETENCE. IT SHOWS YOURS. I DO FIND YOUR COMPANY DISGUSTING AND SO WILL NOT ALLOW IT." Her voice a shriek as she cursed at him. He was infuriating and all because he lost. Well it was not her fault and she was done taking the blame.<br><br><br>"Your kind of alliance I do not need. We already know we do not like each other and so there is no point in it going any further.I can seek an ally like I said in the next town and go on from there. I can pay them enough gold and be on my way." Her eyes cold as she turned once more and resumed walking and blocking him out. She should never have let him get under her skin. If he wanted to fight and try to kill her then fine.....but she was not going anywhere with him,near him for any reason. Why would she help and ally herself to one who hated her so?<br><br><br>If that was the way he wanted her help, then he would find himself without it.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unhallowed Union (Amethyst Dreams &amp; TheDarkMiko)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Amethyst Dreams</strong> on <strong>23-12-2011, 12:10:42</strong>
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				At the first outburst by the witch, the elder simply looked on, before his eyes widened somewhat, as if his reactions had been delayed and were only just catching up.&nbsp; The next to follow was mirth, as laughter escaped him; not the sort that mocked and derided, but genuine delight and merriment, like the deep resonant notes of a golden bell.&nbsp; It was enough that he had to support himself upon the length of his axe, his amusement so deep that a child could have walked up to him and stabbed him with a knife before he would realise.<br><br>“So the lady is not as infallible as one might have thought,” he managed, once he had regained some composure, and though there was yet wariness in his eyes, the black rage, at least, had faded.&nbsp; “I shall hope, for whatever lackey you may obtain, that the lady should not show such unsightly manners, or you may find the cost of hire increasing, much to your ire.”<br><br>He came up to her, at least to dislodge his axe from the ground, before walking to stand upon the crest of the hilltop, where he could see the headless corpse of Orrusk below.&nbsp; Black raven had begun to perch in the nearby trees.&nbsp; Foul birds he thought, ill-tempered and attracted to ruin.&nbsp; His lips tugged in a secret grin as he made the comparison between two.&nbsp; Looking at the burning city, his enjoyment faded, but he was mildly surprised that the anger was not returning.&nbsp; The wind was picking up, and rumble of thunder could be heard again, and he looked up in time to feel the first drops of a light shower.&nbsp; The descending coolness felt good against his face, and the axes no longer pulsed angrily against the palms of his hand.<br><br>“I shall yet pursue you lady,” he promised without anger or grudge, “If you are as powerful as you seem and claim to be, then it would be a disservice to yourself to hire ‘allies’ with mere gold: fickle individuals with no loyalty other than to the gold you give them to fight for you... or the gold your enemy gives them to work against you.&nbsp; Send them after me if you will, and I shall cut them down and prove how unworthy their service was to you.&nbsp; But one of your power and intellect should already know that, in which case...”<br><br>With a savage gesture, he hurled both axes aside and undid the clasp of the great lion cloak that hung from his shoulders.&nbsp; A practiced hand flicked at the harness and the gold-embossed plates fell in stringent clatter upon the grassy sward.&nbsp; Hard of body as only the warrior elves are, he spread his arms, standing bare-chested before her, his eyes challenging without mockery, fearless without seeking death.<br><br>“Free yourself of me; kill me here and now and send me clean to my people.&nbsp; Free yourself of me, that you may remain here in this world, proud, powerful, and alone amidst a horde of rabble that will never know you nor understand you worth – only how they might use you to their own ends because they cannot control your power, or betray you when they grow to fear you – such is the doom of people such you and I in this dawning age of man.” 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unhallowed Union (Amethyst Dreams &amp; TheDarkMiko)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheDarkMiko</strong> on <strong>23-12-2011, 16:50:48</strong>
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				She had still been fuming and prepared to walk away from him and his angering words when a sound halted her in her steps. Laughter. She would slowly turn her head to look back at him and see for herself that he was laughing? At her? How dare him. He was mocking her slightly with his words and she was becoming more and more annoyed. Maybe they should have fought to the death. His amusement while good for him was pissing her off and so turning around fully, she stalked back at his words.<br><br>"What do you know of manners? You laugh at me AFTER saying things to strike my ire. Then you say that because of it you say I will have trouble finding aid." Her voice controlled but tight. she would look around as she spoke, the carnage and ruin around her sending deep waves of regret in her soul. She now knew that helping the Orc was wrong and that she had been used and deceived. How was she to know who was true to her and who sought her for their own use? She had power yes, but she could not read the hearts of men.<br><br>"Gold....will buy me any allies I want...and I know full well that another could offer more...but it is a chance I will take. Why do you care anyway? You can&nbsp; go and find some of your kind or even a woman to your tastes to begin your tribe anew." Looking at him sagely, she shrugged."A woman of power would do you most good...a fertile one who would bear you strong&nbsp; young and usher in a new age. I can see you will find one...but who and where I do not know." Her eyes boring into him. "Though we will never be friends I wish you well and luck to rebuild."<br><br><br>She had her eyes glued to him when he bared himself to her and she looked over his form with a shy yet appreciative eye. He would please some woman eventually..but that was not her problem to bear. She had told him he would prosper once more once he found what he sought and his clan would come back strong. She could only hope the same for herself. She would not disgrace herself with a weak male.....if there was none left of her sister clan then she would have to look outside for a suitable match. That thought made her cringe as finally looked at his face and then back to the surrounding area.<br><br>"I will not kill&nbsp; you...I will leave you in peace and I ask you do the same for me. Follow if you will as I cannot stop you, but I will do what I want and without interference by you. If you desire to go the afterlife I am sure one will be happy to&nbsp; help you one the road or in a town we come to."<br><br>Turning and walking away again, the small bells attached to her hips tinging gently with each move, she sighed. This would be a long trip. "Well come if you must...perhaps we will part soon and you can find your woman." Her feet still bare as she walked,not feeling the cold really...her arms and legs exposed through the silky fabric as she moved the breeze picking up. It was going to rain....she welcomed it. It would put out the fire in the village and sooth the ache in her heart over what happened. She only hoped she could find redemption for her part.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unhallowed Union (Amethyst Dreams &amp; TheDarkMiko)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Amethyst Dreams</strong> on <strong>23-12-2011, 19:08:19</strong>
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				“Whilst I am in agreement that we should leave this place, perhaps it would be best if the storm should blow itself over first – you have perfectly viable accommodation, and I can always find places for shelter so long as the forest is near.&nbsp; So to would I like to dispose of the carcass that yet offends the land with its presence.&nbsp; If you are in a hurry then I shall not detain you, and I will catch up with you once I have seen to that –” he pointed at the remains of Orrusk.<br><br>Despite his words, there was no suggestion of ulterior motives in his eyes, no motion or gesture to suggest aught else, but instead immediately began to follow suite to his words and he came casually down the hill, leaving his arms and discarded plate were they lay.&nbsp; Despite the seer’s words, carnal delights did not immediately spring to his mind – the loss of his people was too recent, too raw to allow such to distract him.&nbsp; Moreover, the Queltessir were&nbsp; never a particularly prolific people – what need had immortals of progeny when their very existence was legacy upon the world?&nbsp; Fecund indeed would such a woman be to provide him with a new legacy to replace the one that was all but extinguished.<br><br>He did not glance towards the seer-witch in that regard, for surely such a one accursed would not be the wellspring from which a new generation of his children would come from.&nbsp; No, the witch had spoken truly in that they would be enemies, for they had no history that provided them with bonds, no past to build common ground upon.&nbsp; He was far too distracted to think that they might do so in the future, let alone find their way into each other’s bed - his touch would not be for her, nor would the secret depths of his heated passion find its way to take hold in her womb.<br><br>The rumble of thunder came again, this time louder than before.&nbsp; The storm was indeed approaching, though he doubted it would be of an intensity to prohibit travel, only the sort to make one cold and miserable along the road they walked.&nbsp; Yes.&nbsp; The walk back to the sanctuary with Orrusk-Gor’s head would be one such - vengeance was a dish best served cold after all.&nbsp; He would return here later to find her in pavilion or she would be gone, in which case he would keep his promise and follow her trail from there on.&nbsp; Where it would lead him, he knew not, but he might find a purpose to his life along that road he had no doubt.&nbsp; Or she would provide it.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unhallowed Union (Amethyst Dreams &amp; TheDarkMiko)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheDarkMiko</strong> on <strong>23-12-2011, 20:08:50</strong>
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				She was merely watching him as he made his way down he hill to clear the now decaying carcass of her former ally. The ravens had found their way to it and was circling in the cool, dismal skies as the rain began to pour harder, the crackling of lightning and the roll of thunder filling the skies. She really paid no mind to his words and instead chose to leave that place, it having no meaning for her. She doubted that he was looking out for her well-being by telling her to stay there and so she brushed off his words.<br><br>She instead would make sure her weapons were secure and once he was out of sight, she would turn and head the other way, her feet splashing in the fast forming puddles as the rain and wind beat on her thin garments. She would have to buy more suitable fighting gear now that she was on her own. She knew how to fight and use her magick and so she would not be completely vulnerable out there, but help was always welcome. She did not see how it would be with him as he hated her and wanted to kill her before. She really felt no anger or hate towards him and really hoped that he would find peace and the one to help him build new life into the world, but she could not do more than tell him what she saw.<br><br>She would continue walking as the weather would get more and more&nbsp; harsh, her clothing getting soaked and her frames shivering slightly. She would continue on though. A town was not too far off and if she had to, she would just find a dry spot to sit down on for a few moments until the weather slacked up. She knew that it would not rain all day and she would reach town just as night was breaking. He however, was not her concern. She had told him what he would need in the future....well a little of it and that was all she had to give. She owed him nothing as he owed her nothing as well.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unhallowed Union (Amethyst Dreams &amp; TheDarkMiko)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Amethyst Dreams</strong> on <strong>24-12-2011, 18:22:43</strong>
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				When he came back some time later to find her gone, he was not dismayed, retrieving his axes where he had left them to lie.&nbsp; He did not retrieve the armour – it’s role on the battlefield was done – instead he wrapped it in silk of the pavilion and buried it and only the lion cloak did he take.&nbsp; It was his symbol as a hunter and a warden of the wild places.&nbsp; So now he called out, not in the vocals that was meant for men, but the silent call that was heeded only by the wild.<br><br>The witch certainly had a head start, but Elrath did not need roads or the paths of others to find his way through, and with purpose in his stride, made for the tree line of the forest nearby.&nbsp; It would be worth something to see her face when they met up again, though at this time he did not expect that they would come to blow for they had both had their chance and let it pass.&nbsp; Violence at such a point as when their tempers had cooled would be... inelegant.<br><br>Making quick progress through the trees of the forest, he was certain he would catch up with her just as she reached destination.&nbsp; Would she foresee such a thing?&nbsp; But then again, those who looked to the future, or were afforded such, did not usually gain insight into the mundane – something of an irony.&nbsp; So he left behind the last sanctuary of the elves, where the great statue of his father had lost the sword it once held aloft, smashed to pieces, but in its place the head of Orrusk-Gor hung with the wiry strands of his hair tied to the hand, held aloft in defeat for any who would ever pass by to see.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unhallowed Union (Amethyst Dreams &amp; TheDarkMiko)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheDarkMiko</strong> on <strong>24-12-2011, 19:41:41</strong>
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				Her steps would become more and more slow as the weather worsened. She was cold&nbsp; now, the water turning the earth into mud that sloshed on her robes,making the rich silk dull around her feet and ankles. No problem though. She would soon be in a nice warm inn room and washing away the mud and hopefully getting a good nights sleep. She had no question in her head whether he was going to follow after her and yet she was not worried. The time for fighting was past and she would merely get her warriors once she found a tavern and then she would be on her way. No matter his mocking on her earlier behavior when he angered her, she was usually in control and would know how to negotiate to get the better of the men that were in the village.<br><br><br>She wondered what the elf was thinking now that he was on is own. She wondered if he would heed her reading and go on to find his destiny and his woman that was promised to him. She really was not concerned with whether he would pursue her or not. Soon enough she would see the village come into view and she would sigh in relief. At last there was warmth and comfort in sight and she would hurry her steps gratefully stepping in through the gates that separated the village from the world. There would be a square that was lit that showed the inn and a tavern as well as a few shops to buy what a traveler could need. Weapons shops and a small place to get magick items would be beneficial to her.<br><br><br>First though...first would be the tavern and then a room at the inn. Stepping into the tavern full of noise and bustle, the eyes would immediately glue to her as the men and women inside stopped to look at her and then resume talking. Some knew of her already and the others would find out soon enough. <br><br>Making her way to the tavern keeper, she looked around. "I seek.........help. A mercenary or two who are in need of work and are good at what they do. I will be staying here for the night and then moving on. Any interested you will tell them to meet me at the weapons shop in the morning." Reaching into her bag, she slid him a gold coin and winked. "That for your trouble." Making the man nod in appreciation.<br><br>Now that all that was said and done, she headed out and found a room in the inn that she would quickly go into and make use of the bathing room to wash herself and the mud out of her robes. They were fine robes and thin so they would dry soon enough and so she would allow it while she let her mind wander about all that occurred already. It was much to think about after she was redressed and in the kitchen of the inn enjoying a nice ,warm meal courtesy of the innkeeper's wife.<br><br><div class="floatright">(http://i232.photobucket.com/albums/ee181/Somma-san/Anime%20Collection/MountainVillage.jpg)</div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unhallowed Union (Amethyst Dreams &amp; TheDarkMiko)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Amethyst Dreams</strong> on <strong>27-12-2011, 07:17:02</strong>
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				It was whilst the witch was so engaged in her bathing that already an elusive shadow slipped quietly through the forest; the flash of white in the shadow, the furtive step upon the branches that barely shook the leaves.&nbsp; A deer grazing on the grass, did not even raise its head as a presence passed by so closely that pale hard hands could have been laid upon its flank before it was aware that it was no longer alone.&nbsp; Swiftly and silently did it continue its journey, until, at last, a white cloaked figure stepped forward from the shadows into moonlight to look at the twinkling lights of the town below.<br><br>With the green emerald of his eyes, Elrath gazed down upon an outpost of the world of men.&nbsp; It was so much easier for her to integrate in the society of humans, for she resembled them in a closer way than he did, and it had been many hundreds of years since the elves sent delegations to the kingdoms of men.&nbsp; Clearly the time of the Eldar had faded at last and it would all be over once he was gone; a humbling feeling to say the least.&nbsp; The witch-seer had told him of a vision she had... but of course there was a tremendous catch – he was the last of his kind, so who was this woman she spoke of?&nbsp; In truth his curiosity was piqued, perhaps with the prospect that death lurked so close at hand, life abundant and prolific was an idea much more enticing.<br><br>Making himself comfortable within the branches of the tree in which he had alighted upon, he sat in meditation, waiting for his quarry to make its move.&nbsp; Undoubtedly, she meant to hire common mercenaries, for it was the quickest means of obtaining bodyguards, but how long could such an arrangement last?&nbsp; Nevertheless, it could still prove amusing.&nbsp; At the very least, she might have clearer visions regarding his future.<br><br>He would not enter the township; that he had decided from earlier.&nbsp; Disguises were not his forte, and whilst he could have easily entered without being detected by the dull senses of men, skulking in through the refuse of humanity and its back alleys were not appealing to one who had trod the marble floors of the stately architecture of the Queltessir, or the deep pristine forests that had never known the tread of a human foot.&nbsp; With nothing but time on his hands, he used it to bring forth the memory of her.&nbsp; Many human men might have found her attractive, but Elrath did not find her such.&nbsp; Hers was a beauty different, but still undeniable, pleasing to look upon if given a chance for proper study and in the prime of her time.<br><br>Thoughts of her occupied him long through the night, exempted for the brief period upon which he meditated to refocus the calm of his mind, for he had no need of the deep slumbers required of humanity to keep their minds and bodies afresh.&nbsp; When the sun finally begun to rise as day conquered night, Elrath had moved closer to the city, close enough that she might know of his presence... that was of course had she a mind to see.&nbsp; Even amongst such rabble, he could tell of hers, almost shinning darkly amidst the mire of humanity in which she hid.&nbsp; <em>She is a witch after all...</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unhallowed Union (Amethyst Dreams &amp; TheDarkMiko)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheDarkMiko</strong> on <strong>27-12-2011, 07:32:51</strong>
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				Sukikio would enjoy the restful night and the nice warm meal that she was so graciously offered when the morning came. Feeling better and refreshed she was ready to see what the humans had to offer as far as hires went. She wanted the best humanity could offer and she was willing to pay good coin. She had risen and dressed also making her way out of the inn after many thanks to the owners and managed to hit up a clothing shop to replace her robes with some more formfitting but warrior worthy ones,her silk tucked into a knapsack she bought as well to carry some food and other supplies. Once she had that,she had bartered for some magickal knickknacks and then made her way to the Weapons Shop where the men would be waiting.<br><br><br>She was already disgusted by the foul scent of their arousal when she came to place herself in their sight. Disgusting. She would only use them as much as she could and then be free of the fools. She was feeling annoyed but for some reason calmed herself after thinking on what that elf had said to her about her outburst. It would cost her extra coin and for some reason it calmed her as well as caused a spring of anger to rise at the thought of him. He had insulted her...the bastard.<br><br><br>Also...she could feel something....someone over the weak aura of human in this place and she had felt it before...but who...what? It would take her a moment before it would enter her mind and she frowned before looking out towards the woods. <em>HIM.</em> He had followed her just like he said. But he had not come into town. Maybe he thought he was too good for humans.....well then good. She could ditch him quickly.<br><br><br>Addressing the men, she was quick." I need two of you. The best and fastest as well as the most loyal. I will pay well and we are leaving NOW. I hope you are supplied as I am&nbsp; and there is no time to waste." Immediately two would be sorted out by her as she looked them over and the auras they had. The others would be given coin for coming to soothe bruised egos and she would soon find herself and her new men on the road once more. Maybe he would grow bored and go find the woman he sought to aid him in his quest of new life. There was no reason to follow her around. She had nothing more to offer him and they were not even friends. Not enemies.....but certainly not friends.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unhallowed Union (Amethyst Dreams &amp; TheDarkMiko)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Amethyst Dreams</strong> on <strong>28-12-2011, 17:32:58</strong>
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				It was all but impossible to sense her within the mire of humanity, though where exactly she was, was not so easily discerned.&nbsp; It did not particularly matter, for the moment she left it would be easier to find her.&nbsp; The children of the wilds recognised him as one of their own, even as his form was so much closer to that of the human, but of course it was not his body that set them at ease – it was generally the human way to see the body first and be seduced by it or repulsed by it.&nbsp; With the edge of his rage now dulled, he had time to wonder what the witch might have thought of him were they not at odds with one another.&nbsp; A faint smile crossed his lips – he still did not know her name, though it was of little consequence – a witch as still a witch.<br><br>Had she found the allies she was looking for?&nbsp; She had certainly had enough time to do so, at least if she meant to do so as quickly as possible.&nbsp; It did not mean she would find quality, perhaps a couple of thugs, nothing better, two men who would undoubtedly...&nbsp; why two men?&nbsp; Of course, she had mentioned that she sought male companions.&nbsp; Were there not women as well to carry out such mercenary work as she sought – ones just as capable and less treacherous, or at least lacking in the carnal desires that were often not far from the mind of the human male?&nbsp; Did she seek something that only a man was capable of?<br><br>Unscrewing the silver cap on the small skin of water at his side, he drank deeply of its sparkling contents.&nbsp; He was not unaccustomed to waiting for his quarry, for he had been a hunter for far longer than he had been a prince, though under this circumstance, he was not sure what the climax of the hunt should be?&nbsp; Was it the dark mystery in her eyes, or the boldness she had demonstrated in allying with such as Orrusk-Gor – undoubtedly that too had caught the orc’s eye – as if hinting to a deeply passionate nature that she was not ready to show to just anyone other than those she chose.<br><br>“Might it, that I could see such,” he mused aloud from his lofty perch on which he overlooked the town.<br><br><hr><br>The elves no longer lived in Laman Orsil, and their enemies lay rotting in the plains about their sanctuary and upon their streets, but it was not empty of life.&nbsp; Orrusk-Gor’s head no longer lay tied to the hand it had been attached to, but lay on the ground at the foot of the statue in the shadow of a hooded figure who looked down upon it without any particular pleasure.<br><br>“So ends the reign of a king,” muttered the figure with grim amusement, “and with him all of orc-kind falls into the abyss of extinction and ignominious defeat – all hail Orrusk-Gor!”<br><br>“As lie the eldar,” informed another such figure as he emerging from the corner of a crumbling building, “save for their high prince.”<br><br>“Ah, the last of the white lions,” laughed the first.&nbsp; “Such a lone wolf can easily be –”<br><br>A third figure entered the scene, crouching low like a hunchback, and he delivered his news that was not well received: “Elrath of house Vethriel has met with the seer-witch Sukikio: they did not kill each other – they have both headed in the same direction though they have taken different routes.”<br><br>“Find them,” grated the first.&nbsp; “Find them and butcher them, and return with their hearts!”<br><br>The last of his words ended in a piercing shout, but even before the echoes of his voice had faded, he stood alone in the ruins of Laman Orsil.&nbsp; Once again, he looked down upon the head of the orc king, and he spoke grimly: “It seems that you and I may yet have a conversation and you <em>will</em> tell me everything.”<br><br>And the eyes of the lifeless head suddenly snapped open...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unhallowed Union (Amethyst Dreams &amp; TheDarkMiko)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheDarkMiko</strong> on <strong>28-12-2011, 18:02:38</strong>
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				Sukikio had her men and had been out on the road for a few hours now, the weather much better than it had been the night before. She was more than ready to head out and attempt to find her destiny wherever it was and she was not going to let anyone stop her. She had chosen the two males for a very specific reason, wanting them to make her travels a little easier when she stopped places where there were more men than women and she did not want to be molested or have to fight her way out of there. Also, they could better negotiate with men who still had the idea that women should not be warriors only mothers and homemakers and other such fool thoughts. Not that there was anything wrong with a woman who wanted that, but ONLY if that was what she desired. She hoped to find some remnant of her clan so that she could continue on her own line when the time came. There was not much time left though....magic and all that she knew was ending and soon she and those like her who possessed some magic would have to"fade" in&nbsp; history to let mankind rise.<br><br>Not the most comforting though, but it was what it was. The two men she had taken were warned beforehand that they would be punished if they so much as thought about making a move on her that was unwelcome. She had been keeping her&nbsp; body pure for when she would meet who destiny deemed the right one and then from her and the chosen one a new being would grace the world...now that could bring great joy or grave concern depending on whom was chosen. Thinking back on it now, she shuddered as she thought of the Orc wanting her in that way and knew that if he had succeeded, a race would have been born that would have overwhelmed the world with it's taint.<br><br>So in a small way, she was glad of his death but saddened because life was lost. Lots of it. If she had been more careful...more curious....asked more questions....then maybe.....<br><br>No. Now was not the time to think on it. It was done and there was nothing she could do about it. All she could do now was make right what she could and find her own people if any were left. If not...then what would happen next she was not sure.<br><br>She would only look back every few minutes to see the men looking around as they walked, sneaking occasional glances at her and she snorted under her breath.Idiots. If she did not need them for the travel she would have taken women. Maybe she would pick them up once she got through the next few towns. It was all so confusing for her now. Though she was a seer and a witch, she was young by comparison to many of her clan and so had not learned the world for all it was. Her people were a sheltered one for a long time and so she had not learned people and all they could do...and so she&nbsp; had found herself working with a monster...and two tribes now lay dead because of it. Guilt sat heavy in the pit of her stomach as she walked. She only hoped whatever Kami existed would find mercy on her for her ignorance and grant safe passage and mercy to the dead that lay in the field.<br><br><br>She also let her mind drift to the warrior she had left behind as she slipped out of the village. She didn't hate him and was a bit sad that they were at odds at all. She regret what happened and knew he most likely hated her and would never forgive her...but there was nothing to be done about it now. She only wished he would be well and find his fate that awaited him.His clan would once more reign strong and powerful when he found the woman that fate deemed for him....but he would have to seek and win the woman over. She could see vaguely but this woman was a stubborn one..proud and strong...but somewhat confused about her lot in life. She could not see her face or where she hailed from....but it would come in time. <br><br>Her visions took time but soon it would be clear to her............but would she like what she saw? So on she would go, pushing her two hires, not knowing there was now more danger than ever coming for her and the elf king.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unhallowed Union (Amethyst Dreams &amp; TheDarkMiko)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Amethyst Dreams</strong> on <strong>03-01-2012, 13:16:18</strong>
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				The sudden flapping of wings brought Elrath’s attention back to the present as he looked upward in time to see the dove that came down from its lofty heights, and down to perch upon the long finger held out for such a purpose.&nbsp; If there was any communication that took place between them, only those who knew the voice and the song of the wilds would have ever known, but the elven one retrieved a small piece of <em>sillfim</em> bread from a small pouch and allowed his avian companion to peck upon it as he looked at the distance beyond the town.&nbsp; Somewhere there, the witch was moving with whatever cohorts she had managed to find amidst the rabble of humanity.<br><br>As he stood, the wildlife that had come to surround him dispersed in small furtive shadows that leapt or crawled or flapped away as if summoned by an unknown call.&nbsp; It would have been quicker to cross the open plain and be after her in shorter time, but like all his kind, or rather those were now gone, his comfort was in the wild places of the world and so once again branches creaked to his soft step as he passed from one to another in deadly grace.<br><br><em>Should I test out the mettle of her cutthroats?</em>&nbsp; A small smile crept across his face, for the act would at the very least deprive her of the company she hoped to keep, and would undoubtedly cause no small measure of annoyance: seeing that furious face of hers seemed to set alight some small perverse delight in him – not that he might severely stop or hamper her, but merely to cause mischief to see if her calm would break yet again.&nbsp; <em>How petty...</em>&nbsp; The thought did not stop the sudden zest of a grin that alighted upon his features.<br><br>Did she really think to ignore his promise?&nbsp; Or perhaps that he would give up?&nbsp; With nothing more appealing forthcoming, setting on her trail was his only viable option, for she would either tell him the meaning of her vision or she would lead him to the promised destiny, but either way, his path and hers would be one for now.<br><br>As he landed upon the next branch, he stopped stock still.&nbsp; Perhaps it had been for just a moment, yet it seemed that there had been another presence.&nbsp; It had been so fleeting that perhaps it was merely his imagination, but for mad moment his fingers itched in anticipation to loose the twin axes and deal deadly blows.&nbsp; There was nothing there of course and moment later he was but a blur in the distance as he resumed the hunt for the seer.&nbsp; The hunter’s joy was in his soul at the thought of having a quarry and being hot on the trail until at last he would confront it face to face, though now it was a woman who was the focus of all his concentration.<br><br>A brief wild thought of leaping from the trees as he caught up with her, to wrestle her to the ground and bind her with the strong silk-woven ropes in his pouch, until at last both of them were panting from their exertions distracted him so that he almost struck a branch that lay in his path.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unhallowed Union (Amethyst Dreams &amp; TheDarkMiko)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheDarkMiko</strong> on <strong>03-01-2012, 17:44:17</strong>
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				Her pushing her hires would not stop as they made good time moving across the plain. The rain had dried up and so the ground was suitable to travel across as well as make camp on when it grew darker out. She had no issue traveling but she knew that they were only human and would&nbsp; need food and rest and could not see in the dark as well as she could. The idea almost made her snort in annoyance but they were better than nothing. She had ordered them to keep an eye out for odd things and to tell her right away.<br><br>She had an odd feeling that someone or something was watching her and it gave her a shiver in her spine. For a moment, she believed that maybe it was him and that gave her a small comfort though she did not know why. It was almost as thought she hoped it was him instead of the alternative. She could not stop thinking about him for some reason that she was annoyed by herself. Visions had been coming to her all day and she was somewhat disturbed.<br><br>They were becoming clearer to her and she was not at all happy with what she saw. The woman that he was destined for was strong and powerful as well as one who would not submit easily.It would be what he needed to help him usher in a new age and clan that would help through the dawning of Man. They would eventually have to fade away into myth....at least to the humans and she was not sure how she felt about that. She would have to make sure she found a counterpart as well...she did not want to fade into oblivion alone.<br><br>She could not help but to also think that he was not going to let her alone so easily and that he was going to seek her out for more answers. Why? She had told him enough to go off on his own and seek the woman who would be his...but for whatever reason he would follow her. How annoying. She knew that the human men would not be able to stand against him but that was not why she hired them.<br><br>She did not want to be alone.....sad in a way. Human company was better than nothing as well as helping her stay unmolested on the road. She missed her clan and all the things that they shared...and now she was alone with an uncertain future.<br><br>As she snapped out of it for a moment, she felt a dark aura once more and faced her hires."Let us hurry...I feel something ill in the air and I wish to find a decent spot and make camp for the night." It would be hours before dark and she would keep pushing through until they could no longer see one foot in front of the other. It would of course be hours later, but the darkness would find them around a small fire and a deer freshly killed and on a homemade spit as it crackled and cooked. She and her two men would be sitting around and talking about what ground to cover the next morning and from there she would leave the men to talk as she herself branched off, earlier seeing a nice warm spring to bathe in.<br><br>She would quickly find her way to it and after a few spells heated the water much warmer and slid into it, her sense alert for a bit until she allowed them to relax along with her body in the warm water........<br><br>She would bathe and then head back to eat.....but for now she wanted to just blank out and think about everything.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unhallowed Union (Amethyst Dreams &amp; TheDarkMiko)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Amethyst Dreams</strong> on <strong>07-01-2012, 23:05:14</strong>
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				Darkness had fallen by the time he came upon her, with almost no incident, though he did not particularly like the feeling of unease that had been growing in the back of his head recently.&nbsp; It was true that he had yet to properly mourn the death of his people and it had been a point of unease, but he was certain that the feeling was different.<br><br>Leaping clear of another branch he settled upon the carpet of grass upon the ground below.&nbsp; She was here, somewhere close.&nbsp; The ability to feel another’s aura did not grant him pin-point precision to find another, but given a good ten or fifteen minutes he could find her.&nbsp; Before he could do so, two furtive figures slipped through the darkness some distance ahead of him, and just as quickly as he had appeared, he had receded into the shadow of a nearby tree.<br><br>The pall of darkness was heavy, but to his eyes it was not nearly so dark as the human eye might have seen, and now those eyes watched avidly the hooded figures that moved ahead in unhurried manner.&nbsp; What they intended as they moved was unknown, but was clear from their manner that they had a purpose and an intended destination, and so, crouching low, Elrath advanced swiftly intending to solve this particular riddle and hope that things did not turn deadly.<br><br><hr><br>Once he was done, Elrath’s shadow receded from the two unconscious bodies upon the ground.&nbsp; After having deduced that these two were the seer’s hired hands, the light splashing of water up ahead had immediately tipped him as to on the murky intentions of the two offenders.&nbsp; Humans always did a great many things in the name of lust, no matter how petty in nature.&nbsp; He considered dragging the two of them off to their makeshift camp, but decided against it in a fit of sardonic humour, leaving the two of them for her to find.&nbsp; It would certainly make a good statement.<br><br>Instead he would await them at the fire they had all set up.&nbsp; Undoubtedly the two men would have words to say, but he did not fear such as them.&nbsp; Right now, only the look on her face mattered, and he wished to see it, and so seating himself before the fire he awaited her return.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unhallowed Union (Amethyst Dreams &amp; TheDarkMiko)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheDarkMiko</strong> on <strong>07-01-2012, 23:21:34</strong>
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				Sukikio would make her bath a quick one seeing as she was outside in the woods and not in the safety of a room. No telling what was out there and she did not want to be caught naked of an enemy happened her way. That thought would quickly increase as she heard some noise that made her a bit rattled and wary and so she would quickly get out and dry off as best she could her hair still damp and clinging to her skin. She tossed on the traveling gear that would be somewhat damp from the water left on her skin but that was not something to worry about now.<br><br>As she headed back the way she came, she wondered what the noise was. It sounded like a scuffle of some kind and she felt a faint wave of aura as well. As she walked she wondered what it could be until she would see a form...and then another lying on the path that she had used to get there. The lumps looked familiar enough and as she approached them she would see with no amount of pleasure that they were her hires. But what were they doing there and away from camp? Surely they were not leaving were they? If they were the road was the other way...this way only led to the spring....<br><br>Her eyes narrowed. So that's what they were planning huh? To watch her. What perverts. If they were not&nbsp; out cold she would do it herself. This really made her rethink if this was the best idea to hire them in the first place.....maybe a spell or two would teach them a lesson....<br><br>Whatever. For now they could sleep there while she went and dried herself by the fire and ate some of the leftover food.<br><br>As she got closer and closer, she would feel that nagging feeling once more and narrow her eyes as she prepared to fight. Someone was there....a man...and he was resting quite easily as if he belonged there. Well, too bad...this was her camp.<br><br>"Hey you....what are you doing here and what do you want...." Her voice dying as she got close enough finally...to see who it was. HIM. What was HE doing here? Her face full of surprise and then blankness. Didn't she leave him behind a day or so ago?
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unhallowed Union (Amethyst Dreams &amp; TheDarkMiko)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Amethyst Dreams</strong> on <strong>09-01-2012, 14:11:58</strong>
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				“Such a poor greeting from a lady, especially to one who has followed you so far and has done you valuable service, saving your dignity from the prying eyes of the ones whom you hired yourself to protect you,” remarked the golden-haired one from his place before the crackling fire.&nbsp; Adjusting himself into a more comfortable position, he remarked dryly: “Perhaps you should have stipulated that their protection of your person was equally from themselves as from others.”<br><br>Looking over her change of attire, his expression was somewhat disappointed for he liked the looser silk robes of their first meeting, finding it more pleasing and, perhaps, more fitting.&nbsp; Sitting there as he did, it was evident&nbsp; that his was not the manner of humanity to fidget restlessly – he was either at rest, still as a marble statue, or else he was in motion; not with jerky movement of overly tense muscles, but with supple cat-like motion that blurred the eyes of those who tried to follow it.&nbsp; Indeed, sitting there before the fireplace, his calm was much like that of a great cat, but with a certain feral manner as of a wolf waiting to spring into action.<br><br>“Why not sit lady?&nbsp; Granted we started to poor beginnings, but there is no reason to continue the feud of wills.&nbsp; Perhaps you are displeased to see me, though I shall not say that I return the same, and surely it would be onerous to spend the night alone with your two ruffians now that something of the workings of their limited minds has been revealed.”<br><br>“I had thought that now might be a good time to get to know one another,” he pointed out as he took up a stick to stoke the fire.&nbsp; “You mentioned before that you already know my name, so much the advantage for you, but I’m afraid I am not acquainted with yours.”<br><br>Though his was not the naked arousal worn by human men and made obvious from the very outset, there would be few men in the world who would turn refusal of attention to this woman, and even if of elven blood he was yet a man, his interest tickled by the womanly, especially as of one in full bloom.&nbsp; It was not all attraction though, for the <em>Queltessir</em> were ever wary of all things with sinister origins and something in his blood, if not his soul, prickled at any hint of the demonic; and in this witch there was more than merely a hint – it all made for a curious mix of attraction and aversion, as of the allure of some darksome rose.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unhallowed Union (Amethyst Dreams &amp; TheDarkMiko)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheDarkMiko</strong> on <strong>09-01-2012, 22:17:19</strong>
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				Rolling her eyes at him, she huffed and crossed her arms. " So I am guessing that YOU are the one that left them in that spot after you had caught them sneaking to watch me bathe. I suppose I should thank you for that, so thank you." Her eyes not leaving him as she settled in a point not too close but not very far away either. She was watching him critically to see what motives he had for even following her there. Should he not have been elsewhere seeking his destiny? <br><br>"Well what now? I suppose you want to brag that you were correct about the humans and I was wrong. Well all men have that nature, human or not. It is just that they have much weaker wills....not because they cannot do better, but because it is easier to behave poorly." She could feel his eyes on her and it made her squirm inwardly a bit. Why was he looking at her like that? Surely he had seen many women before her and probably much more beautiful.<br><br>I....I am not displeased to see you. I am curious why you would be here though. I thought after everything you would not want to cross paths with me anymore. After all, I did help the Orc even though I did not know what I was doing as far as helping him. I was a fool and it is what I have to live with and pay penance for.I do not know how I am going to do that but&nbsp; will find a way. For now I must focus on finding my people if they are left so that I may have a fighting chance at learning myself and continuing my line with a worthy male eventually. I would prefer to travel as well but duty comes first and I will admit that I long for stability eventually as well."<br><br><br>She realized she was rambling to him and immediately snapped her mouth shut. Why was she telling him this? They were just at odds and now she was confiding in him like he was an old friend. He did ask her name though and that was the least she could offer after everything that happened."Sukikio. My name is Sukikio and my last was lost to the ages and and so I travel without." Her smile wry. "So whatever male I bond myself with is what I shall have I suppose."<br><br><br>Looking at him again, she smiled hesitantly."So what do you want? Another vision perhaps that I can help you with." Her eyes shifting as she looked at him and then she froze slightly as one slammed into her mind making her waver a little.<br><br><em>It would be under the moon that she would see a woman in her outfit of silks as she smiled up at the face of a man who had been close to her, his breath warm on her skin.....his hands caressing her flesh as he moved closer whispering something unknown for now...but not that it mattered as she could feel the want and longing as she surrendered herself to his advances...her hands seeking and caressing his broad chest as she moved closer to the face above hers....it becoming clearer and more known....</em><br><br>Snapping back with a gasp, she looked at him with a glazed look and then looked away. There was no way.....it had to be a mistake....it almost looked like the woman wore the silks of her kind....but who was the man? He seemed like he looked familiar and she was clearly about to surrender her body and soul to him.....so she had found someone....but who?<br><br>And why be hit with that vision when she was trying to look for him?
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unhallowed Union (Amethyst Dreams &amp; TheDarkMiko)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Amethyst Dreams</strong> on <strong>09-01-2012, 22:55:33</strong>
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				“If there were gain to be had in bragging, rest assured I’d be doing so right now, but why sow seeds of conflict?&nbsp; I came only for the heat of fire, that and... well the roads can be dangerous during these dark times.&nbsp; Given the power of domination over the world, human rapacity tends to breed brigand and highwaymen by the scores and I would just as soon avoid them and let them prey on their own kind; nay, as I said before I am here for the heat of a warm fire.”<br><br>Having thus made his purpose clear, he reached for the silver decanter at his side, and, loosing the lid, set it to his lips, where he drank slowly.&nbsp; It was not all to assuage a thirst, but rather to avoid looking her straight in the eyes, for a strange awkwardness had crept up his spine at the thought of looking plainly into the mysterious depths of her eyes.&nbsp; At the mention of her name, he brought the flask back down.<br><br>“Sukikio is it?&nbsp; A name from foreign parts, by the sound of it, that rings of the distant east, unless I miss my guess.&nbsp; My people may have once had holds there, but that was an immeasurable time ago, before we returned to the west.”<br><br>When she spoke for a second time of a mate, he could not help but comment: “As memory serves, this has not been the first time you mention the union of a man in your life seeress, though it is curious you should continue mention such a companion as male – so tell me, does any man suffice, or was it merely a turn of speech?”<br><br>Though he had meant to ask only out of idle curiosity, it was unavoidable that a certain playfulness should have crept into his voice to tease her, and in the uncertain flicker of the camp fire, his emerald eyes glittered playfully.&nbsp; Despite the question, he did not press suite, for he did not really want an answer for that particular query, having meant it only as a jest.<br><br>As he pondered what more might be added to the conversation, the long ears twitched and his eyes narrowed at the sudden gasp from her lips.&nbsp; Setting aside the flask, he was suddenly kneeling by her side, the motion so effortless that it seemed he had not bothered with the intervening space.&nbsp; “Does something ail you seeress?” he asked, sweeping aside a dark strand of her hair to touch her forehead with strong sensitive fingers.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unhallowed Union (Amethyst Dreams &amp; TheDarkMiko)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheDarkMiko</strong> on <strong>09-01-2012, 23:13:59</strong>
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				Hearing what he had to say, she nodded slightly.”If that is why you have come then you are welcome to rest. I shall also deal with them when the time is right I suppose. They have shown that they are not to be trusted and so shall be relieved upon the next village. I shall go on my own from here and I hope for the best. I can fight as well as defend myself but I cannot stay awake all the time and so a little help was what I was hoping for but things must be as they are.” She smiled slightly at him.<br><br>She was feeling better now that it seemed like things were somewhat resolved between them and she could breathe easier. “I want…to say that I am sorry and I regret everything that happened. I know nothing I can say or do will ever make it right or bring them back but if there was a way to make amends then I will. I am regretful of everything and know that I have much to learn about people and their ways.” She sighed and dug into the meat that was still left over the fire before offering him some. Whether or not he would take it, she would nibble on some until she was satisfied and then she would turn her eyes back on him.<br><br>“It is from the East…the far east. I am sadly like I said the last perhaps and I believe the name will die with me. I am prepared for that and I hope that it does not happen but I will accept what fate deals. I slightly remember your people being in that region and it was a very long time ago when I was much younger….barely a woman. As for the man, he cannot be just any man. He must be one of strength and courage and he must be compatible with one such as me. I am a mystic being and I must find someone who can blend with me as well. I do not want my line to be lost to history and become myth any faster than it has too…..”<br><br>“I know not if I shall find him but I shall try until there is no time left.”<br><br>After the vision she would jump back from him with a small jolt like he had burned her with his touch before looking at him and then down at her trembling hands. “I am sorry...I did not mean to jump like that. I saw something….I saw the man and the woman in my vision. She looked to be one of my kind as she wore the robes and I saw a man….he was powerful…almost sinful and seductive…hypnotizing. He was the one she was seeking as well as the one he was seeking. They were under the moon and she was about to surrender to him her mind and body to become one to usher in the new age…..I saw them……”<br><br>Her voice trembling. “I saw them and I felt the raw power and need…..it was real and so very powerful.”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unhallowed Union (Amethyst Dreams &amp; TheDarkMiko)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Amethyst Dreams</strong> on <strong>09-01-2012, 23:53:33</strong>
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				Before she could say more, his finger was pressed against her lips.&nbsp; He was amazed by their softness and Elrath was almost tempted press upon them further to test extent of their suppleness, but instead he said:&nbsp; “Speak not further oh great seeress – lo!”&nbsp; With that same finger, he pointed through the trees where silvers of silver light occasionally pierced the foliage.<br><br>“The hunter’s moon is indeed out and it would be safer not to conjure such sensual imagery,” he mused, before reaching down to take a small pebble into his hand.&nbsp; This he brought before her eyes as if for her inspection: “A pebble remains just so until it is set in motion and once so it can bring harsh consequences for the one who set it so or... the one to whom it is directed!”<br><br>With his explanation thus complete, he hurled the stone into a bush, not a dozen yards away.&nbsp; There was not merely the rustle of foliage as the grey blur pierced their leafy fastness, but an accompanying yelp of pain and vexation and the bush parted to a staggering figure groping at his forehead now tender from the ungentle touch of the flying stone.&nbsp; A second such figure exited, genuinely seeking the wellbeing of his companion and receiving black curses in payment.<br><br>“Furthermore,” concluded the Eldar tranquilly, “the robes and the lothario seem to be somewhat absent, and I doubt that even they would appreciate an audience of such dubious intent.”<br><br>“Elvish dog of inbred parents!” was one of the less colourful accusations of Sukikio’s guards.&nbsp; “I’ll cut out your quivering heart for that!”<br><br>“You will do no such thing,” replied Elrath without making any move towards his axes which still lay where he had left them on the ground.&nbsp; “I believe I have surprised you enough for one night and it would be unwise to entreat me for more – true wisdom at this point would be to entreat your employer for forgiveness than demand the attention of my axe.&nbsp; What say you Master Peep?” 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unhallowed Union (Amethyst Dreams &amp; TheDarkMiko)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheDarkMiko</strong> on <strong>10-01-2012, 00:29:24</strong>
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				Somewhat startled that he would put his finger on her lips, she was about to glare before listening to what he pointed out. Though why he was telling her that made her unsure. “What are you speaking of? I know that the people I saw are not here…why would they be? It was a vision.” Her face somewhat confused. “And what do you mean by “A pebble remains just so until it is set in motion and once so it can bring harsh consequences for the one who set it so or... the one to whom it is directed!”<br><br>She would only look as he picked up a stone and hurled it into some bushes to revel her two hires had woken up and found their way back to camp. She was more than annoyed at what they had been doing when they had been discovered in the first place. They had some explaining to do but instead she heard the words that were exchanged between him and one of her hires threatened him with angry words.<br><br>However after Elrath would tell him that an apology was in order, they both fixed him with a scowl and made to advance on him. Both would be in agreement, and smiled darkly as Sukikio looked on. “Why do you not make us then? There should have been no reason for you to be here...we were doing just fine before you came along looking after the lady here. We were just checking on something that we had heard and seen before you came. It was some kinda dark presence and we were only looking for her best interest.”<br><br>They would look at each other and smile, sure that they had him there. After all he might look polished but they were sure he was just some pretty boy who was there to try and show them up in front of her. They didn’t need someone like him tagging along and making things more difficult for them.<br><br>“Who are you and what are you doing here anyway? Maybe you are that dark presence we felt and you are just trying to trick us…but we are not to be fooled by the likes of you. The lady knows that we mean no harm or disrespect to her person.” They were more than ready to launch themselves at him and had hands ready to the hilt to draw. Pissed that he would accuse them of trying to spy on her…which THEY were but there was no need to admit to such a shameful thing.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unhallowed Union (Amethyst Dreams &amp; TheDarkMiko)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Amethyst Dreams</strong> on <strong>11-01-2012, 17:33:29</strong>
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				“Oh,” marvelled Elrath with vast sarcasm, “humans can feel the presence of another in this day and age can they?&nbsp; If mine was such a presence, what about now?&nbsp; Or perhaps the <em>presence</em> of drink has improved your senses to such an impressive extent?”<br><br>If he was worried that they might attack, this did not reach his face.&nbsp; Instead, he returned to his seating place beside the fire and stretched himself out once again.&nbsp; With the fire burning low, the remaining light danced in his eyes dangerously as he stared down the two mercenaries.&nbsp; He did not reach for the axes; thugs such as these were more easily dealt with by the Art, rather than by the blade, however more gratifying it might be, but it was not his intent to deprive Sukikio of her hire hands.<br><br>Looking back to the seer, he confessed to himself a certain intrigue at her sudden vision, but damnation upon it for it was such a vague thing.&nbsp; If only he could have seen it for himself, but quite often the gods, or demons, chose their vessels upon whom they bestowed their curse and none other.&nbsp; He would have to contend with what she provided, though it was a wonder that the such a... lurid vision, and he could not help but think that it might have been of herself that the vision was.&nbsp; He was only idly curious as to the identity of the partner, and though some prospective images flashed through his mind, he did not place himself in them – she was only a witch after all and a familiar of demons.<br><br>Returning his attention back to the mercenaries, he instructed them: “Trying to weasel your way out of a situation you created for yourselves is especially pathetic, especially now that your mistress is present.&nbsp; And listening.&nbsp; Trying to add bravado to your already poor performance is hardly worthy of a man, if of course you ever had any claim to such a title.&nbsp; And whilst we’re on the topic of bravado, let either one of you reach for those stilettos and you’ll presently be greeting your ancestors in hell.&nbsp; Whilst you are at it, you may sing to them of how Elrath of the house of Vethriel bequeathed unto you a shallow grave in the woods where long clawed wolves prowl.”<br><br>He realised he was falling into something of the same bluster that characterised the two he looked down on and wondered if the presence of a woman might have had something to do with it.&nbsp; “Now, why not sit down before you cut your own throats and embarrass yourself before the lady?”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unhallowed Union (Amethyst Dreams &amp; TheDarkMiko)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheDarkMiko</strong> on <strong>11-01-2012, 18:06:20</strong>
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				Glaring at him hatefully, the men thought about his words and sat down the hate they felt radiating off of them angrily. He was ruining their plans as well as making them look bad in front of the woman who had hired them. “There is lies to what you say….we have not touched a drop of drink while we have been in her service and we know what we saw and felt out there. It was something dark and it was following the lady there. Could have been you…could have been something else. Who knows. Not like you would confess anyway.”<br><br>Looking somewhat shamefaced though, they looked to Sukikio.”We offer apologies for being lax in our duties lady. It will not happen again if you see fit to keep us on.” Shooting a glare at Elrath again, one spoke.”Also how do you know you can trust the likes of him? He came out of nowhere.”<br><br>Sukikio would not really be listening though as she thought back on the vision that had disturbed her so and she shivered slightly. She had very clearly seen who the man was and she also knew who the woman was after a bit of thinking. However there was no way that what she saw was right…it had to be a falsehood, a lie….a trick. There was no way something like that would ever take place between the two of them and she would do well to remember that even though they were no longer at odds, that they were still not friends.<br><br>There was no way that she was ever going to tell him what she saw. It would be foolish on her part and she knew that he might react in a way that she was not ready for. Also, he was not the one she wanted. He was not the one for her at all. It was clear that the kami were playing some kind of trick on her and she had to get away from as soon as possible and find the man that she was supposed to be with to help her come into her own as well as continuing on her line of witch/miko mix. It was one that would never exist again when she ceased to be if she did not do something.<br><br>Interesting, a mix of the dark and the light to make a person was something that rarely worked but it did in her. Finding a strong partner would be a challenge but she knew once she did, that they would not turn her down. It would be a mutual benefit for them both. Magic as well as power was becoming a fast fading thing and those of any mystic being needed to stick together to survive in this age. <br><br>After a few moments, she would snap out of it and smiled faintly. “I think that perhaps we should prepare for the night and I think that I can keep watch first. No tell what might be out there watching and waiting. I did feel something out there and no….it was not you. It was something darker…more sinister and it wanted something…..but what I do not know. Perhaps it was merely passing over.”<br><br>She was feeling uncertain….about many things now…especially the man across the fire. She would have to gain her distance from him….soon.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unhallowed Union (Amethyst Dreams &amp; TheDarkMiko)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Amethyst Dreams</strong> on <strong>12-01-2012, 20:01:47</strong>
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				“Well, I shan’t be taking up you supplies if that is a worry at all,” assured Elrath, more for the benefit of the Sukikio’s men than any other, “nor shall you need to endure my presence more than is necessary – prefer the trees to the ground and the sight of the stars above me.&nbsp; You shall not need to keep watch long m’lady, my sleep is light and I do not need as much as others do – you may yet have a full night’s sleep.”<br><br>If the hateful glares of the two sell-swords bothered him, he did not show it, tranquilly enduring them without any unease on his part.&nbsp; It was certainly a point of amusement to him that they were angry, for humans were ever more vigorous to defend that which they did wrong than that which they did right, and right now there was anger aplenty on their part.&nbsp; Once, taking pleasure in the anger and frustrations of others would have been a completely unknown sentiment to him, but ever since the death and destruction of his people, a reckless and fey mood had settled upon him.<br><br>The seer had painted a vivid picture in his mind, a for a brief moment he chanced imagine that she was that woman and he the man in her vision; intrigued that the idea was not as abhorrent as it might have once seemed.&nbsp; She was somewhat shorter and somewhat rounder than women he was used to, but he did not find it unpleasing, it was her allure after all.&nbsp; In a way, they were quite the opposite of each other, which presented the a forbidden attraction, but he did not ponder too deeply on the matter, for she had already given him ample substance on which to work his imagination.<br><br>Without waiting for an answer, he had already gathered his belongings, and with a swift leap had caught upon one of the lower branches and pulled himself up in the same motion, giving the illusion of a single almighty jump with only the rustle and fall of leaves to mark his passing.&nbsp; In the shadows of the upper branches, he blended perfectly, a lighter shade in the shadow and he settled in for the night.&nbsp; Of course he had his reservations about leaving her below with her two cronies, but he had surprised them enough for one night, and with a little luck they would not press their attentions further.<br><br><hr><br>It was only a little while later, when all was quiet, that he came out of his meditations.&nbsp; He did not awake as folk of humanity did, drowsed and drugged and stupid, but with an instant and clear idea of what it was that had disturbed his sleep.<br><br>The presence he had felt previously had returned.&nbsp; It was a strange thing, lacking the dark presence that marked the witch, or the malevolence that spoke of a thing debased in evil, but it was none-the-less something foul and abysmal.&nbsp; Slowly, his fingers tightened about the axes that lay upon his lap, never far from his grasp.&nbsp; The fire below seemed to have burned to mere embers, leaving little than an eerie red glow in that small clearing below.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unhallowed Union (Amethyst Dreams &amp; TheDarkMiko)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheDarkMiko</strong> on <strong>12-01-2012, 20:19:10</strong>
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				She would only watch as he spoke to&nbsp; her two hires and then made his ways off into the foliage above them to rest. Though he had told her that she could sleep she was determined to stay awake and keep watch anyway. That would prove useful for sometime and though she could stay awake a long time, for some reason she found herself getting sleepy as though as curtain had been cast over her head making her drowsy and tired. It could have been the presence she felt earlier that night but there was no way to tell as she was soon out like a light, her chest rising and falling slightly as she slumped against a tree that she had been leaning on.<br><br>She would have no idea of what was going on around her on the outside but instead would retreat into her dreams...<br><br><em>It would be under the moon that she would see a woman in her outfit of silks as she smiled up at the face of a man who had been close to her, his breath warm on her skin.....his hands caressing her flesh as he moved closer whispering something unknown for now...but not that it mattered as she could feel the want and longing as she surrendered herself to his advances...her hands seeking and caressing his broad chest as she moved closer to the face above hers....it becoming clearer and more known....</em><br><br><em>It was him...and she could feel his breath on her as she moved closer to him, seeking to feel him through his robes,her hands curious and shy. She was feeling timid but also a flush of something she had never felt before as she parted&nbsp; her lips slightly, saying something to him but not knowing the words....she could only see that she would loll her head to the side, submitting to him and allowing him to have his way, to teach her and to entwine their destinies...</em><br><br><br><em>But something was there..............watching them...in the foliage and as she was looking at him it was watching them as well..stalking and waiting. Whatever was out there would lunge out of the bushes, a mass she could not understand that would fly at them both, her mouth open in a wordless scream as she tried to warn him to watch out.</em><br><br>Her own body thrashing as she was in the drug induced sleep.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unhallowed Union (Amethyst Dreams &amp; TheDarkMiko)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Amethyst Dreams</strong> on <strong>14-01-2012, 16:20:12</strong>
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				&nbsp;When Sukikio next came to, it was awakening to a dull ache in her mid-section, and soon the reason became easily obvious – she had been unceremoniously slung over a man’s shoulder who was currently making haste through the tree branches up above.&nbsp; He carried her effortlessly to judge from the unchecked speed and recklessness that he leapt from branch to branch, but when he noticed that she was awake, he went down to the grounds below and set her down, where Sukikio could see an appalling change.<br><br>The great white lion cloak on his shoulder had been torn and a thin trace of blood ran down his face from a small gash on his temples, which he now took the opportunity to wipe from his eyes, having not had a chance to do so before.&nbsp; He did not look at the woman; he had eyes only for the direction from which they came.&nbsp; They were far into the woods now, with only dim star light and the limited brilliance of the moon, the shadows about them seemed suffocatingly close.<br><br>For once, Elrath did not seem like he was to snap sarcasm or wit, and the brief glance he spared towards her was to check for the wellbeing of her body.&nbsp; Looking back, he unloosed the other axe from its place on his back, holding the two blades in a grip that made his knuckles turn white.<br><br>“I could not awaken you in time for your sleep was profound,” he explained briefly.&nbsp; “There was sound rushing wind, as if of great wings, and the fire went out.&nbsp; To the credit of your two hired hands, they awoke instantly at the first wind, but they were clearly unnerved.&nbsp; I strained my eyes to see, and though my vision is keener than that of any man, the darkness was strangely absolute, and then the tree upon which I perched was torn out by its roots.&nbsp; Your men fled at that, and I had scarce a moment to take you up and make into the trees.&nbsp; Something was crashing aimlessly through the forest until a few short moments ago and now all is deathly silent.”<br><br>“Whatever it may be, it may be that whatever is here is choosing a more subtle approach, though I cannot see how something so large could possibly navigate through a forest so thick with so little noise.&nbsp; It is all strange, for I can sense no evil, no malevolence, yet the very aether is thick with something quite foul.”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unhallowed Union (Amethyst Dreams &amp; TheDarkMiko)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheDarkMiko</strong> on <strong>14-01-2012, 20:44:17</strong>
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				Ignoring the ache in her abdomen, she would instead&nbsp; hear what he was saying and shake her head. She had lost her hired hands and that was not surprising at all. They would rather live to do other jobs than stay on and face the unknown and supernatural. So in a small way she could not blame them but was a little sore for her loss. Rubbing her skin gingerly and hoping it would not bruise she looked at him."Are you well? Do you need some aid of any kind?" Asking as well as moving over to place her hand on his temple without thinking to feel around asking as it landed on the gash.<br><br>Rubbing her fingers over it, she muttered a small chant under her breath and watched a glow exit her hand like a soothing wave sealing the skin shut before jerking her hand back and looking away somewhat fearfully."I am sorry...I should have asked first."<br><br>It was the least she could so since he could have well left her there for whatever had come. Though she supposed since they were no longer at odds he didn't hate her enough to want her to die...at least not yet. If he knew what she knew he might want her too....he might be appalled by the vision she had and quickly want to get away from her.<br><br>Shaking the thought, she tried to focus."So what do you think it is? I felt it as well and to be honest it felt like many presences I felt on the field...." Not wanting to relive that thought but knowing it was important."It was a presence that would come most times when I was asleep or otherwise occupied...it would come to talk to the Orc King and see how the war was faring&nbsp; and he answered to them...I know not what they were but they had power and were some kind of beings I am not familiar with. Perhaps you would know since you have dealt with Orcs and the like before."<br><br>She shifted somewhat nervously and sighed."It may be following us.....me...I do not know why though...unless it is curiosity or revenge."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unhallowed Union (Amethyst Dreams &amp; TheDarkMiko)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Amethyst Dreams</strong> on <strong>14-01-2012, 21:49:49</strong>
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				“I know of no entity which is possessed of such a loathsome aura,” he answered presently.&nbsp; “Something that spoke to Orrusk-Gor?&nbsp; Whatever is out there is enormous, and I have some doubts that it is the kind to speak before is slays.&nbsp; Whatever came out there is a destroyer first and foremost, a harbinger of death and doom.”<br><br>Upon her small display of sorcery, Elrath glanced at her out of the corner of his eyes, having not expected her to have gone so far as to heal his injury; he was not even sure as to why he had snatched her up in the first place, seeing as she had not proved responsive to his first violent shake of her person, but before he knew it, he had slung her over his shoulders and was leaping away like a centaur in full flight.&nbsp; Now, however, was not the time for such ruminations.<br><br>“We must not linger here lady, we must...” whatever else Elrath might have said was cut short by a sudden disturbance in the undergrowth, the unmistakable sound of bushes be brushed aside.&nbsp; Or crushed there under.&nbsp; The sound was soft, almost like a whisper against the silence of the night that now seemed to hold its breath in tense anticipation.&nbsp; The sounds were close and were only getting closer, unmistakably sinister in their intention.<br><br>Elrath was preparing himself to leave, patting Sukikio upon the shoulder, guiding her backwards as slowly as they could manage.&nbsp; Then the bushes before them shook and parted, and the face of horror and lunacy thrust if maw through to gaze upon its prey.&nbsp; The face, large as the body of a horse, was vague ophidian in nature, but never had any man or woman gazed upon such a hideous corruption of features as was now presented before them.&nbsp; With a shriek that seemed to pierce the very soul with tiny daggers of bone, the blasphemy launched itself forward.<br><br>The eldar did not waste time to throw himself into a frenzied abandon of hewing axes, for he knew he would be overwhelmed before he could land a telling blow against such a horror.&nbsp; Clapping his hand upon her wrist, he jerked at Sukikio into headlong motion.&nbsp; Even as they made to flee, the body of the creature was uncoiling from from the bush, crushing it beneath the great bulk of the beast, its scaled body sickeningly worm-like in the glistening moisture that covered it.&nbsp; Titanic wings were spread wide knocking trees aside as a child tumbles towers of blocks, scattering splinters, shattering the silence of the night.<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">The Hunting Horror</div><div class="spoiler_body"><div align="center">(http://th06.deviantart.net/fs70/PRE/i/2012/002/f/4/hunting_horror_by_caberwood-d4l1dhr.jpg)</div></div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unhallowed Union (Amethyst Dreams &amp; TheDarkMiko)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheDarkMiko</strong> on <strong>14-01-2012, 22:20:31</strong>
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				Stunned into silence at the creature that burst through the brush, Sukikio could only stand there as she was yanked back by Elrath to flee. She had thought about it for a split moment about standing her ground and fighting but she did not know the first thing about the creature. It was horribly grotesque and foul to the senses as well but oddly enough there was not so much evil coming from it. It was more of a void.....a lack of any aura and that made her question what manner of beast could do such a thing. Sure humans who were highly skilled as well as beings like her and Elrath could easily hide or dampen their auras to be undetected by others.<br><br>Someone else had to be controlling or hiding the aura of this creature though and that wold only make her wonder who and why. That she would voice as she allowed him to pull her away, a small flare of magic erupting from the small words she spilled from her throat. A small but shimmery shield would&nbsp; begin to form around her and eventually spread to envelope him as well while they were fleeing.&nbsp; That way if the creature was able to strike it would meet with a barrier that would offer some protection.<br><br>"What in the seven hells is that thing and why is it after us? Is it after us or just one of us...and if so then why?" She had so many questions but now was not the time to be asking them as she pulled away from him mostly to allow her access to her bow and quiver of arrows. She was glad that she always wore her weapons when outside as you never knew what would&nbsp; happen. Stopping, she would nock an arrow and pull the string back as far as it would allow before letting it fly, hoping it would aim true and strike somewhere worthwhile.<br><br><br>She was not at all sure of what the result would be but it was too late to worry about it now. Hopefully the magic she had put into the arrow would slow the creature down if not damage it. If nothing would occur then she may have well just angered it&nbsp; and now it would be coming after them in earnest. It was a situation that was not at all looking positive from any standpoint.<br><br>The arrow would fly true and with a sickening tearing sound would rip through a wing causing a horrible sound to erupt from the creature, and a shiver to run down her spine from the eerie noise. The input of magic would also severely burn the wing as well and she hissed slightly as she felt the magic leave her so quickly. The damage that it was leaving in it's wake had to be stopped and she would do what she could to see to it.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unhallowed Union (Amethyst Dreams &amp; TheDarkMiko)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Amethyst Dreams</strong> on <strong>15-01-2012, 17:05:29</strong>
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				As the arrow strikes, the creature lets a fearful roar that carries across the forest, but then continues its attack unabated, more enraged than ever before.&nbsp; Its gaping maw opens to fantastic extreme and from the nauseating gullet, a snaking tendril, thick as a man’s arms, darts, slamming against the eldritch protection the witch had placed.&nbsp; The shimmering field saved her, but shattered upon that terrible impact of the abomination’s writhing tongue, spawned in no sane world that mortals could conceive.&nbsp; The serpentine tongue recoiled, but struck back with the speed of a darting adder.<br><br>Nerved to superhuman effort, Elrath caught at the seer and jerked her backward, striking at the tongue that bit deep into the earth where Sukikio had stood only moments before, the holy steel biting deeply and sheering through the pliant trunk.&nbsp; The severed stump was withdrawn as the beast roared, and in the throes of its fury, the great wing was swept and buffeted the warrior through the air, as saplings and branches were splintered about him.&nbsp; Despite his attempt to save himself by catching on to a nearby branch, the momentum of his body was too great and branch snapped like a rotten twig beneath his desperate fingers.&nbsp; For a moment he slumped at the base of the tree into which he had crashed, dazed and nauseated by the impact.<br><br>The creature bared its wings with appalling violence, breaking away the green roof of the trees above as it reared full height, its bulk supported beneath like a serpent.&nbsp; For a moment, it looked down upon the two – the witch and the warrior – pausing in indecision as to who to strike first, and thus distinguishing itself from dumb brutishness of the animal.&nbsp; Sinister cunning glittered in those slitted eyes, but the roar that splattered mucous from its maw was wracked with frustration.<br><br>“What manner of creature is this?” queried Elrath with a strained grunt as he got to his feet, supporting his unsteady legs with the head of his axe.&nbsp; To the elf, all otherworldly horrors might as well been a demon, which he supposed was the witch’s area of expertise, ignorant that there were stranger and more sinister places in the cosmos that spawned such foulness as had crept up from the gulfs of night.<br><br>“We won’t stand a chance given these odds!&nbsp; We must find a cave or place where it cannot engage us on its own terms – I had hoped the woods might constrain it, but little use against a beast such as this that can make matchwood out of rooted trees.&nbsp; We should... wait!&nbsp; Can you constrain it?&nbsp; Hold it down long with your conjurements long enough that I might cut its throat?”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unhallowed Union (Amethyst Dreams &amp; TheDarkMiko)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheDarkMiko</strong> on <strong>15-01-2012, 17:25:29</strong>
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				Giving a little scream of alarm as she watched him get hit and sail through the air, her first thought was to make sure he was okay. However, the creature was not at all making it easy not sure who to strike and she would much rather it go after her since he was hit. She would admit that she felt relief when he got up and looked not to worse for wear. Though she did not know why she should care as much as she did. After all he was merely helping her...but why? And she did owe him for saving her when she slumped out.<br><br>She would hear when he asked her manner of creature it was and would frown at him for a minute before focusing on the beast. She could enter it's mind and see nothing at first but muck and confusion&nbsp; but that would give way to the things that the creature had lived and seen before. That would possibly give her an idea of where it at least came from. " It's a Wyvern." She was to the point."These are dragons which have two wings, but only two legs. Sometimes&nbsp; having claws on the wings, acting like another pair of "hands". The Wyvern is sometimes has a razor sharp stinger filled with poison on the end of its tail."<br><br>"I have no idea what it is doing here in this part of the world.The history of the wyvern seems to come from Europe. The history of this dragon is not so clear, it seems to be mixed in with the history of the 4-legged dragon. Wyvern's have been depicted in heraldry on shields and banners for hundreds of years, and is considered a sign of strength to those who bear the symbol.There is no reason at all it should be here unless someone brought it here.......or conjured it here."<br><br>"I am not sure how long I can hold it down&nbsp; but I shall do my best. You must be quick though...I still fell somewhat at odds from the forest." Her next move would be to run closer as she chanted, ripping the sword from her waist and stabbing it into the ground as a blue light shot from it, forming a mesh looking net that spread up and around the beast. Once that was secure, she would take arrows and circle the beast plunging them into the ground to act as conduits. It would not be without consequence as she was hit hard enough to make her dazed when she first got close but she shook it off and wiped the trickle of blood from her mouth.<br><br>Once she had circled the beast and made it back to the sword she kneeled before it and bowed her head as she gripped the sword and poured magic into it. Gritting her teeth, she could feel the beast slamming into the barrier and shaking her to the very bones with each hit. "Do what you must and hurry. I do not know how long I can do this but I will hold out for as long as I can."Her face contorting into a somewhat pinched state. Waiting for him to make his move she sighed and muttered under her breath."I hope you can do it...before it brings this place down around us."<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unhallowed Union (Amethyst Dreams &amp; TheDarkMiko)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Amethyst Dreams</strong> on <strong>15-01-2012, 18:29:20</strong>
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				“A wyvern?&nbsp; Truly?” he asked somewhat amazed.&nbsp; It was true there was a resemblance, but the size and qualities of its body struck a deep cord of revulsion, not mention the foulness that offended his spirit to be near it.&nbsp; But now was not the time for philosophy – he had made a request and the witch had brought him some time.&nbsp; Ignoring his woods, he called deep stores of strength that was the compensation of divinity trapped within a mortal form, until it seemed that his hair was touched by an otherworldly breeze that set it writhing and coiling.<br><br>The beast might have been trapped, but that had not brought it down from its towering height and the eldar vaulted into the treeline and used the branches to spring upward, forward towards his foe, and with a sheering half-moon stroke of his axe, split a bleeding gash where neck might have been upon a sane and natural creature, and a gout of vile blood gushed out.&nbsp; As he made to use the creature’s own body as a foothold to spring anew and deal death, the beast’s slime-covered form cause him to slip and fall and with a desperate swing, his axe caught into the flesh of the beast and was cut open by his downward descent.<br><br>With the strength induced through agony, the nightmare burst it bonds and with a tremendous buffet, sent its golden-haired attacker smashing into the earth below.&nbsp; &nbsp; Though a veteran, there was only so much the body could endure, and as he crashed, he his struck hard, knocking him cold.&nbsp; Rearing above him, the beast had decided on its meal and reared back, like a cobra preparing to strike, exposing the great gash upon its trunk, wherein a hideous fleshy object pulsed and throbbed.<br><br>Yet this proved not to be most horrid display the beast had offered, for from the gaping wound, a darksome ichor flowed forth sluggishly, and hideously, <em>faces</em> and <em>outstretched hands</em> formed and grasped and laughed and begged, pleading in hideous melancholy.&nbsp; And all the while, the black heart of the beast beat stolidly within.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unhallowed Union (Amethyst Dreams &amp; TheDarkMiko)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheDarkMiko</strong> on <strong>15-01-2012, 18:47:47</strong>
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				She would only watch the display and be thrown back as the beast broke her magic. She was able to break her fall in some foliage but got up as quick as she could though she ached all over. Things were not at all going like she planned and when Elrath was hit and out she lost it. The creature was foul and evil within and she knew what she had to do.It would take a massive hit to her energy store and she was not sure what would happen after that but survival was now and so she acted. "Damn you...time to send you to the gates of hell." Her eyes taking on an eerie glow.<br><br>Flicking her eyes to make sure that Elrath was not dead at least,she sprung into action. Her bow was her first action as she called upon the more pure of her powers and fired a few arrows in succession into the abyss that was the beast's gut. It would hit the mark true enough but not without the creature lashing out to claw at her which she was able to dodge being killed but took a nasty gash to her calf, the pain horrid.<br><br>She could see the magic burning through the putrid souls inside and the wails something she would not forget for some time to come. She was glad that he had at least opened up the beast as that allowed her to purify it from the inside out. It was slowly being eaten away as the wails became louder until they deafened her, making her cringe in agony from the otherworldly wails. They were once people...as well as non-humans who had been consumed and used by the beast to become strong. She was not planning to become it's next meal...and she wouldn't allow her friend to be either. Wait...her friend? Was he that? Maybe.....<br><br>The creature would thrash as it died and tear up the earth around them before giving a death bellow that shook the air around them. It would also give out one last desperate strike that she was slow to avoid since she was losing blood and quickly from the deep gash that was exposed near to the bone.<br><br>Knowing that it would perish she had to focus now...on getting him out of there and to safety. He was heavy though.....<br><br>She would look at him crumpled there and took in his features. He was pleasing to the eye and well built as well as a decent fighter. That much she knew, but time was not on her side. She was getting faint and she knew that dragging him was out of the question. Sighing deeply, she knew that being so drained could kill her but it was for the best. Chanting slowly, she focused on a cave that she used herself when she was out and about on the road. It would suffice since it had food, blankets and other supplies that would help out.<br><br><br>Soon a glow would surround them both and transport them to her little hideaway, where she quickly made sure he was okay by checking for injuries using her steadily draining aura. Once she was satisfied he would live she finally allow herself to place him in a bed setup to rest easier before going to sit against a wall and placing a barrier over the mouth of the cave before succumbing to the darkness of unconsciousness. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unhallowed Union (Amethyst Dreams &amp; TheDarkMiko)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Amethyst Dreams</strong> on <strong>16-01-2012, 17:18:20</strong>
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				When at last he regained consciousness, Elrath slowly opened his eyes.&nbsp; It was more the absence of the beast’s foul aura that prompted his sedate awakening and he looked slowly from the rocky roof of the cave to survey his surroundings.&nbsp; She was there, lying against the cave wall, where he surmised exhaustion had taken its toll upon her.<br><br>Sitting up, he noted the lack of physical wounds, though the aches were still there, but this recovery must have been her work, unless of course he had been there for much longer than he thought.&nbsp; Judging that she was still here, he deemed this particular circumstance unlikely.&nbsp; Standing with a wince to the dull ache of pain, he walked to the cave entrance where he noted the warding – they were quite safe.&nbsp; And quite alone.&nbsp; He was not certain why this particular thought came mind, but it was not easily shaken off.<br><br>Coming up to where she sat, he knelt by her side; she had taken care of his injuries, had she done the same on her own behalf?&nbsp; His hand hesitated as it neared a face, for a moment only, but then he reached and swept aside her hair to look at her face more clearly.&nbsp; Dirty, but peaceful, it was alluring to see her in this state.&nbsp; Touching her forehead, her spirit was quite spent, and it had evidently taxed her to her utmost to bring them both here and heal his wounds.<br><br>Looking down over her body, he noted the gash on her calf, and cursed softly that she should not have taken care of herself first – with a bit of rest he would have made a full recovery; his injuries amounting to having being thrown about, though little was the gashes and cuts to his body.&nbsp; He could bring himself to dislike her for having placed his well-being over her own.&nbsp; Picking her up, he brought her over the makeshift bed he had laid upon and kneeling low, he set her down gently.&nbsp; Her bodice had come slightly undone leaving a bare expanse of her shoulder uncovered and his eyes settled there, upon the pale flesh exposed.<br><br>Grunting in disgust, he removed the soiled tunic placing it aside, before remembering that he had no other clothes at his disposal.&nbsp; As he looked about for some makeshift garment, he noted the cave’s entrance, the pale light streaming through it as though of some great half-moon rising in the darkness, and it reminded him vaguely of something she had spoken about previously.&nbsp; Turning back to face her, he was in time to see the long lashes of her eyes fluttering open.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unhallowed Union (Amethyst Dreams &amp; TheDarkMiko)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheDarkMiko</strong> on <strong>16-01-2012, 21:27:22</strong>
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				Sukikio was not sure what had happened after she passed out, but she knew that she would awake groggily to a shooting pain in her leg that made her groan in agony. It was burning&nbsp; and she only would hope it was not infected with something from the creature's claws. Her sleep addled mind would also be sluggish as she opened her eyes to the cool light that was streaming through the cave. A shadow would&nbsp; be over her that she could tell was a man and she reached out her hand, slowly drawing it to his face.<br><br>"I saw you in my dreams.....in a vision. I knew that you would come..." Her voice turning into a sigh, before she&nbsp; felt a cool breeze brush against her naked skin making her shiver and wake up faster. As soon as her eyes cleared and she saw Elrath, she made a strangled noise and her hands flew from his face up to&nbsp; her exposed flesh since he had removed her ruined clothing. Her face flaming, she looked away from him and tried to speak, her voice trembling. "You are well? I tried to get you out of there and managed to heal you. I was not sure if you were hurt badly from that blow and I already through my ignorance cost you so much. I had to do what I could."<br><br>She most likely though that the way he was looking at her was either in pity, uncertainty or disgust....maybe something else. After all she was decent enough at reading&nbsp; people but with him, he was not just a person....he was royalty and not human.<br><br>"I am sorry if I cause delay in you getting where you need to go." Desperately trying to ignore the twisting in her gut when she thought on what she said in her first awakening stupor. "You can just leave me to heal and once I rebuild some of my energy stores I will find my way from here. It is just a place I use when on the road and it has food you can consume and blankets as well as clothing items....for me, I mean. My tribal garments....&nbsp; another set like the silk ones since the others was left at camp when we were attacked."<br><br>"I will never see those again I suppose. They are rare silk and of they are not sold off by some wanderer or even my hires, then I will&nbsp; them to be destroyed. They do belong to me and will not be worn by another..it is blasphemy."<br><br>She was desperately trying to talk and ignore her weakened state as well as her state of undress. "Why did you remove my clothing? I don't think I am hurt above the waist am I?" Her eyes wide and innocent as she licked her dry lips. She would stare at him once she got over her nakedness as well as the fact that he was looking at her. But why was she suddenly nervous? Surely after their history he was looking at her as nothing but another woman....right?<br><br>She was sure that he had his fill of many beautiful women and so she was nothing he had not seen before and most likely dull compared to the ethereal beauties from his now deceased clan.<br><br>" The barrier...it would let you out you know. It was made to keep out things with bad intent...but you could leave if you are ready..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unhallowed Union (Amethyst Dreams &amp; TheDarkMiko)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Amethyst Dreams</strong> on <strong>17-01-2012, 15:57:59</strong>
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				“Calm down seeress, you are babbling,” he cautioned her, though took note of what she had said, wondering if she were truly addressing him as being the one in her vision.&nbsp; At the very least, he knew his features had at least caused her to say such.&nbsp; Placing his hands upon her shoulders, he shook her, not enough to be ungentle, but just enough to get her attention and focus her mind.<br><br>“I had to make sure you had not suffered other injuries, seeing as you had not yet taken care of the gash on your calf,” he replied.&nbsp; Her undress did not bother him, or so he had thought – human beauty was a crude thing after all, yet she was vested with an earthy sensuality that was grounded and real – she was undeniably a woman, no matter how one looked at her, not merely a female member of her race.&nbsp; “Your spirit is dimmed considerably since before, so I am to guess you have spent much of your power to bring us here and then what little remained to heal me.&nbsp; I shall go and seek herbs to crush and bandage your calf with them as we cannot risk the wound to fester.”<br><br>In the failing of her power, she seemed strangely vulnerable, and he had an urge to be protective of her in this state.&nbsp; Undoubtedly the return of her power would see a return of her pride, but for now this was a small unseen side of her.&nbsp; He took the great lion cloak and set it about her.&nbsp; “Keep this until I return.&nbsp; I find the plants that we need and wash your own clothes whilst I am so engaged.&nbsp; Try not to move to much, for if there is poison or infection, it shall spread.”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unhallowed Union (Amethyst Dreams &amp; TheDarkMiko)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheDarkMiko</strong> on <strong>17-01-2012, 19:54:40</strong>
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				"I had to help you....I owe you after all I have done. I am sorry..for everything." Her voice taking on a groggy quality. She was still feeling tired but knew she needed to get up and cleanse her body."Very well...I shall wait your return." Waiting until he left to snuggle up into the cloak and take in a deep breath, his scent flooding her senses. He smelled clean and very masculine..pleasing. After she was sure he was gone, she struggled to get up, her body feeling like a newborn animal learning to use it's legs.<br><br>It was to the hidden spring that was housed in the cave by a false wall that she would find herself immersed in as she gingerly soaked her body in after she had managed to use some ingredients and prepare a small dinner of stew from her supplies for them both. She knew that they both would need it after all that happened. While she was in the water, she&nbsp; reflected on what she has said in her stupor when she first awoke and cursed inwardly. He had to think that she was losing her mind and maybe if she was lucky, he ignored it as babble and nothing more.<br><br>She was not sure when he would get back so she would hastily clean of the filth and grime that was all over her as well as cleaning the stinging cut, before getting out to dry her body and finding the clothing of her clan. She was ready to wear them once more but would not until she was treated. Her aura was fighting to heal her and she needed food and more rest....but not until he got back. Until then she would slowly don his cloak on her naked body and clap it shut as best she could before looking to the meal she had started.<br><br>Once she was sure it was nearly done, she curled up in the great cloak and closed her eyes.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unhallowed Union (Amethyst Dreams &amp; TheDarkMiko)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Amethyst Dreams</strong> on <strong>18-01-2012, 16:09:20</strong>
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				Once he had returned, the sun was already curving past its mid-day apex – it had taken him a while longer than he had thought for the forest was unfamiliar to him and was trod by the feet of men, causing all but the hardiest of plants to shy away from the area.&nbsp; There had been at least an opportunity to wash Sukikio’s clothes in a small brook that he had found and he had squeezed them dry as best he could, and now he needed only open them and allow them to air.<br><br>The seeress was asleep, wrapped in the cloak he had left for her, and it appeared she had had a chance to cleanse herself somewhat, but from where was a mystery to him for now.&nbsp; Opening the damp clothes on rocks, he set about crushing the herbal components together to make a balm for her wound and had added some other remedies for the pain – little use for one to concentrate when discomfort was upon one’s mind.<br><br>Once done, he removed some clean linen from a small pouch and bound the gash on her calf together with the salve.&nbsp; There would only be a light sting and then nothing more, but his deft fingers continued to ply their work, ever so occasionally brushing the smooth skin of her leg.&nbsp; It was an innocent gesture, but somehow, there was a certain desire to follow those pale legs all the way to the point where they disappeared beneath the mantle of the ivory fur.<br><br>With some time on his hands, he sat against her back to ponder her earlier confession.&nbsp; Whilst it could have been plausible that she could have been speaking to a phantom, induced by her sleep-ridden mind, he had a certain inkling she had been speaking to him directly, though perhaps with any true realisation that she was doing so.&nbsp; Her manner had changed subtly.&nbsp; The confrontational manner was gone, but strangely he preferred that to this – it ensured that there was a certain wall between them – yet now in the absence of confrontation, the wall was crumbling to leave a void between them of a sort that needed to be filled.&nbsp; She had once said she was looking for a partner, a mate, and she had likewise claimed to have foreseen that he would do the same and quite successfully.<br><br>It was all vague.&nbsp; He did not allow his thoughts to stray too closely to the idea that such was an indication of their union.&nbsp; It was not a repulsive though; it was merely impossibility.&nbsp; She came from a line of witches, who had inherited the legacy of demons into their lineage to make them more than the common rabble of humanity.&nbsp; In a grim irony of fate, Elrath stood at almost the complete opposite, tracing his back to very beginning when the gods first chose impart the blood of divinity to the ancestors of the elves.<br><br>Yet, with her words, the witch Sukikio had placed a vivid image in his mind, one which had grown since she had tended to his wounds and their quieter moments together.&nbsp; The heat of her body was soft emanating through the cloak, and it was only a slight step further to fantasise of turning her over on her back and setting his weight atop her to rut passionately with the sinister beauty until they found release and her womb filled with foreign seed.&nbsp; It was on that thought that Elrath began to slip away into warm embrace of rest.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unhallowed Union (Amethyst Dreams &amp; TheDarkMiko)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheDarkMiko</strong> on <strong>18-01-2012, 22:01:35</strong>
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				She would not know how long it was that she slept, but Sukikio would wake up her eyes slightly cloudy but clearing quickly to see that Elrath had returned. She saw that he had indeed washed her clothing and hung it to dry and from the sting in her calf that he had bandaged it. Looking at her leg gingerly, he had done a good job and she admired the fact that he had done well. Most likely he had enough experience from being a warrior on how to clean and dress wounds. Going to check on her outfit that he cleaned it was still damp and so she left it. It was human made and inferior to her own robes anyway.<br><br>She had merely bought it to fit in on the road but that was no longer important.&nbsp; She would wear the clothing of her clan once more...thankfully she had one there. She also had noticed that he had fallen asleep and took the quick chance to drop his cloak from her body. Muttering a chant while she did, the cave inside would shimmer and show it's true self to him and her when he awoke.&nbsp; She had disguised the cave to look plain&nbsp; and empty except for a few blankets.<br><br>It was to deter thieves as well as anyone who would wash themselves in her spring. That did not sit well with her at all, the foulness of some human in her waters. The spring was enchanted to be self cleansing as well so any dirt would be removed from the waters every few hours. It had been at least two hours since she bathed so it would be clean again if he needed to use it. She would know move to grab her silk robes and slid them over her body, sighing as she felt like her old self once more. No longer in the clothing of beings that she did not belong to, nor fit in with truly. They were afraid of her if she was honest with herself.<br><br>The cave was also know warm and inviting, the fire burning and giving light as the meal she prepared filled the cave with the smell of bubbling stew. It was full of meat and vegetables that they would need to strengthen up and leave there once they felt better. Once all was ready and she knew it was cooked, she eased over to him and watched him sleep. He looked so peaceful and unguarded as he slept, a picture of beauty in her eyes and innocence. It also made her cheeks burn when she thought back on what she said when she was sleep addled and she sighed. Maybe he had blown that off.....<br><br>Her fingers would trail his face slowly before tracing his lips and then making the way into his locks to feel how smooth they felt. The man was ethereal, she would admit it..and she was sure he knew it as well. He probably had his share of women and much better looking than her. She was merely a mixed breed of miko/witch after all. Good and evil in one soul. Sighing slightly, she slowly moved closer to his face, something pulling her into him like she was possessed. Her lips would find his and press themselves to his, feeling the heat from his body as she did so. It felt right for some reason but soon enough her brain would catch up with her and she leapt back from him like he was poison.<br><br>What in the seven hells did she just do? She basically violated his person and that was wrong of her. Granted he would never know about it but still....<br><br>She would scramble away from him and rush to the the bubbling pot. It was time to maybe focus on other things. Scooping two meals,she took one and placed it next to him before shaking him slightly. "Wake up..." Her voice soft and unsure.<br><br><br><div class="floatright">(http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XjvhDRWbesU/SUwEjtXBTqI/AAAAAAAAABs/EczxG2izjeo/s400/beef+stew.jpg)</div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unhallowed Union (Amethyst Dreams &amp; TheDarkMiko)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Amethyst Dreams</strong> on <strong>22-01-2012, 22:55:42</strong>
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				Elrath opened his eyes at the moment of Sukikio’s prompting, noting that she seemed somewhat better, though her nervousness marked a distinct departure from the witch he knew and so he couldn’t help but wonder if there was something wrong that she did not wish to reveal at present.&nbsp; He then noticed that the cave was no longer as it had once been, and it had evidently been glimmered to deceive passing vagrants and robbers who might have chosen to make use of the cave otherwise.&nbsp; “Are you feeling better now?” he inquired, looking meaningfully at her leg.&nbsp; “It should take away the pain and prevent infection long enough for your powers to do the rest.”<br><br>Looking nearby, it appeared the food she had prepared earlier had finally finished and was ready to be consumed.&nbsp; The semblance of a grin twitched his lip at the thought that she had actually cooked – the imperious manner of their first meaning had provided for other impressions than a witch who prepared her own food.&nbsp; He was still grateful for the thought, and dug in with gusto.&nbsp; It was different from the food he was accustomed, but it was wholesome and filling, and as he finished the last portions, he complimented her on her skill.<br><br>With the meal consumed, he looked to the spring, for he was becoming conscious of the grimy condition of his body.&nbsp; It was not to say that they may not have to flee or to fight in the near future, but all the same, he could at the very least make his presence more bearable by not having to be filthy.&nbsp; So he set down the plate and began to advance towards the spring, unclothing himself as he went until at last he stood nude at the edge of the water, bereft of clothes as he was of self-consciousness – it did not occur to him that his companion might find embarrassment at his lack of clothing, for it had not even occurred to him that there might be attraction of an sort.<br><br>With his back facing the witch, he stepped in, submerging himself to the chest in the waters.&nbsp; He did not immediately begin to scrub himself, but rather took the moment to sit back with a sigh.&nbsp; Reclining there in the water, he presented a decadent picturesque image of an indolent, slightly insolent, golden-haired figure, the long ears piercing through the yellow cascade like twin ivory towers.&nbsp; “I would not have thought something like this would be hidden out here in the wilds?&nbsp; Is this a place you have used before on occasion – it certainly appears so.”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unhallowed Union (Amethyst Dreams &amp; TheDarkMiko)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheDarkMiko</strong> on <strong>22-01-2012, 23:11:14</strong>
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				“Yes…I feel better now.” Her face in a blush as she avoided his gaze for the moment. She was still a bit flushed and embarrassed at what she had done but no harm was done right? He would never know…though she technically had given her first kiss away to a stranger who she was not sure was an ally or friend or…who knows. “I thank you for doing it though…I was rather drained and was notable to do it myself. It took all I had to get us here after I used most of my magic to purify that beast.”<br><br>She smiled a little when he thanked her for the food and nodded.”Not quite what I am used to but when on the road you need supplies that will hold up when you are not around and this was a smart choice. That way when I returned here I would have some kind of food around since I tend to wander now that I have no home….in a way this is all I have” She smiled grimly. “Though I have been promised quite the pretty things and all the gowns and delicacies I could desire if I was to wife some of the men I have come across. However, they see me for what I can do for them and my…unusual look and background. I think I have had enough of being used for a bit.”<br><br>She was about to continue on and talk more when she finally would look up and see her now travel mate nude and stepping into the water. Her mouth would gape open like a fish before she made some sort of strangled noise in her throat and forced herself to look away.”You…you are naked!” Her cheeks taking on a furious blush.<br><br>She was not used to seeing a male’s naked form at all and this was quite the shock for her as she peeked once more to see he was in the water already but looking none the less gorgeous and tempting. Coughing slightly, she got up with a swish of silk robes and turned her back to him, her face aflame. “So…um……we can talk about something…anything?” Her voice somewhat pleading. <br><br>Anything to get her mind off of what she just saw.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unhallowed Union (Amethyst Dreams &amp; TheDarkMiko)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Amethyst Dreams</strong> on <strong>24-01-2012, 15:51:45</strong>
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				Elrath was not entirely ignorant of her distress when heard her voice, though he missed the true significance of it, and so he made no particular haste to cover himself in the waters of the pool.&nbsp; “You are surprisingly prudish for one so fiery of spirit Lady Sukikio.&nbsp; Still, you needn’t worry that I shall be in this state long – just long enough that I may cleanse my limbs of the dirt and the grime, else my presence should become foul and stained and unpleasant to the eye.”<br><br>“You wish to speak of something?” he queried as he began to rinse his hair and rub down his body.&nbsp; Unlike the general bulk of men who could have been in his place, he did not take delight in his companion’s unease, nor did he attempt to further embarrass her by putting on a grotesque show of lasciviousness, but the smooth movements of his limbs as he went about his ablutions made the simple act of bathing more sensuous than might have otherwise been intended, and without his clothes every play of the warrior’s muscle beneath sculpted body was visible where water beaded and ran down his body.<br><br>His manhood remained hidden to her, for he was decorous enough to retrieve his clothes and dress before turning about, and though he had wiped most of the water from his body with his hands, the clothes still turned damp and clung to his body beneath.<br><br>“You hires are dead,” he informed her, returning to grimmer matter, “or they have fled – which will be most fortunate for them.&nbsp; Either way, you have lost the use of their services.&nbsp; I had thought to stay on your trail, but it seems fortunate that I caught up when I did.&nbsp; One, or both, of us seems to have developed something of a pressing problem, as this night’s past has shown.&nbsp; I am not familiar with the creature that we were set upon by, nor of its nature, and so I am of thought that we should diverge from the main road – I know of an abandoned enclave that was once part of my people’s holdings – then suddenly abandoned for reasons unknown.&nbsp; Perhaps we could seek a clue as to the nature of the beast or what troubles we find ourselves in.”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unhallowed Union (Amethyst Dreams &amp; TheDarkMiko)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheDarkMiko</strong> on <strong>24-01-2012, 21:02:36</strong>
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				"I am not a prude...I simply have not let my eyes grace the male form before." Her cheeks flushed. "It would be called inexperienced not prudish. You most likely have been with countless beautiful women so to you it is no big thing, however I cannot say the same.Also there is no need for you to hurry, take the time you need. After all you were generous enough to care for me while I was asleep and I cannot in good faith shorten your time to cleanse and heal your own body." The thought making her flush once more as she quickly looked him over.<br><br>"I do not know what I want to talk about really. I think that since we are going to be traveling together that we should learn some more about each other if you are down for it. Perhaps if it is not too sore of an issue you can tell me about your people and in return I will answer any questions you have about me or my people." That subject was making her feel safe and focused less on his body and turned it to questions that were safe. It ended up being futile though once he got out and she saw the damp clothing clinging to his body making the blush shoot through her once more.<br><br>It was enough though to set her mind to wandering about how he looked in his state of undress and unconsciously licked her lips&nbsp; before looking away in a slight shame. She should not even be thinking that kind of way about him. Coughing a bit, she shook her head.<br><br>"They were only human after all and I could not blame them for running. I would have if I were them. They did not sign up to die after all,merely escort me to the next town. I also am more than willing to follow what plan you have from here since&nbsp; have no ideas what to do right now. I know that perhaps you might know something about who sent the beast though. It seemed to have a purpose..and it was targeting you more than me. I wonder why?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unhallowed Union (Amethyst Dreams &amp; TheDarkMiko)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Amethyst Dreams</strong> on <strong>30-01-2012, 12:28:30</strong>
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				“I should hope not,” replied Elrath with a shake of his head.&nbsp; “I cannot imagine that I’ve made enemies that deal in such foul thaumaturgy.&nbsp; Perhaps it decided that I was a greater threat at that moment, seeing as how I cut it open.&nbsp; Most usually pay attention to those who have dealt them the greatest hurt, rather than those nearby.&nbsp; I think we got lucky.&nbsp; By the blood of the gods!&nbsp; I should not care to have to fight such on a regular basis!”<br><br>Picking at the leftovers of the food she had prepared, he spared a glance to the world outside, noting the arrival of dusk.&nbsp; “If we are to leave, perhaps tomorrow would be best, for I feel wary of venturing in the dark at present.&nbsp; A good night’s sleep should place you in better position to rejuvenate your mystic powers and seal your wound once and for all.&nbsp; Though I am uncertain as to the nature of the beast, and any shadow players who have chosen to thus far remain silent on their part in this play, rest assured I intend to find out.&nbsp; As I mentioned before, I believe we should make a route towards the abandoned enclave of Ruthyll Draenor.&nbsp; We may find a clue there, or perhaps another path shall open before us.&nbsp; Or perhaps your power of foresight may offer us some clue, perhaps something more useful than visions of star-cross lovers and sensual interludes?”<br><br>Looking over her, he had finally decided she was beautiful.&nbsp; Not that he’d ever say such to her directly of course, but it still wouldn’t hurt to admit such, even if only to himself.&nbsp; He was not aware he was allowing his eyes to linger for a little longer than was necessary, but at least his face was untouched by expression.<br><br>“Let us extinguish the fire and lie down now.&nbsp; I can assure you my ears shall keep watch whilst we sleep, indeed I shall be aware of anything before it gets to the mouth of the cave, and if the barrier you set up isn’t enough, at the very least, we shall not be caught unawares.”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unhallowed Union (Amethyst Dreams &amp; TheDarkMiko)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheDarkMiko</strong> on <strong>30-01-2012, 20:05:39</strong>
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				Squirming a little under his look, she huffed slightly. "I have visions when they wish to come to me. I cannot force them as no seer can. However, I will meditate and feel what comes to me as far as travel goes. Your heading sounds fine for now as I tend to sense things more when I feel relaxed. I am slightly unnerved about what has happened to earlier and there is someone who is behind it. That much I can place faith in.Ruthyll Draenor? I have heard very little about that place and I would like to know what happened to make it abandoned?" Her face curious as she moved to make another warm pallet to sleep on.<br><br>She was sure that whoever had sent that beast was not far behind and that it was not the last they had seen of them. Shaking out a few blankets and making her pallet, she moved to put away the leftover meal in the pot and made sure that the water skeins were filled as well. she did not want to have to leave the cave unless she really had to. There was even a small place in the back that functioned for bodily needs and would remain out of sight.That was something she would not have to share with him at all as she was intelligent enough to know about these things.<br><br>"I am a little tired still though I&nbsp; feel better. I think that my barrier will more more than enough to keep us safe unless there is something out there that practices magicks that I have little experience with. If that is the case then I trust you to be able to protect us. "A slight smile on her unsure face. It was only days ago that they could not stand each other and now they were trusting each other with the others life and well-being.<br><br>Making sure that things were in order, she stripped off a few of her silks and lay onto the blankets that she had formed for the night. "Well, no matter what Elrath...we are on this voyage together for now and can see where it takes us. I, in some small way welcome the journey. I can find my way and perhaps find what I am seeking so much...." Her smile breaking into a yawn.<br><br>"Douse the fire and let the moonlight stream in...it will make the cave look natural and empty to those who are not welcome and it will allow us to keep a sharper eye on our outside surroundings."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unhallowed Union (Amethyst Dreams &amp; TheDarkMiko)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Amethyst Dreams</strong> on <strong>31-01-2012, 14:30:39</strong>
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				Complying with her request, Elrath was quick to extinguish the flame with no qualms for even by the faint moonlight that streamed within, his eyes had little difficulty in seeing, which if was not perfect he could still move about at pace without bumping into things.&nbsp; Of course moving about was not called for at that moment, and he prepared himself to rest instead.&nbsp; He did not choose the bedding that was on offer, but instead chose to set himself against the walls of the cave, within hand’s reach of the witch should he need to awaken her quickly, or her him.<br><br>The softness of a bed was not one for him for it lulled one’s ability to be alert for danger, though as he sat against the wall, his mind pondered a different kind of softness – that of Sukikio’s body, for the skin of her leg had been soft and supple from when he had bandaged her leg, and his fingers could yet remember the touch and the smoothness.&nbsp; His thoughts did not venture into the carnal, or at least not very deeply, for her comment that he must have known his share of beautiful women had touch something within in, to make him ponder upon the bodies of women – or more specifically her own.<br><br>After a moment of allowing his eyes to roam over her, the closed slowly, the faintest of smiles to touch his lips before his mind settled and he drifted and the smile was gone.&nbsp; He dreamt of happier days, of carefree times, and of his father’s pride upon the first wild hunt he had partaken in.&nbsp; Running through the wilds and dancing through the tress as he sought the ever illusive tracks that would bring him to his quarry.&nbsp; The sudden leap that would bring him upon the branch that overlooked a clearing were in would be grazing.<br><br>There was no deer or elk here, but rather a dark-haired woman of mystery, garbed in mystic robes.&nbsp; Yet in the dream, nothing was amiss; this was what he was here for.&nbsp; There was no bow in his hand as he always carried; none was needed.&nbsp; Suddenly she was gone, a purple phantom dancing away from him through the trees, but the tug of anticipation was there, and he too was gone.&nbsp; The chase was an elegant whirl – the phantom of the earth below and the spectre that wove through the trees above – the surreal joy of a perfect chase within.&nbsp; They broke free of the trees and he leapt catching her with his last desperate effort, and they both tumbled down a slope of soft grass.&nbsp; Holding her down with his own weight, he looked down upon her, her features smiling up at him.&nbsp; There was only one act left.&nbsp; Slowly, his hand reached up to undo the cordons of his tunic, where the hard expanse of smooth muscle of his chest was revealed, and he lowered his lips to the waiting w...<br><br>His eyes opened.&nbsp; It was still dark, but the feeling of dawn was in the air.&nbsp; The dream had faded away leaving naught but the faint stir of arousal and the woman upon her bed.&nbsp; Still in caught in the dream-fever his eyes attempted to recapture her as she had been, but with even more appreciation now, for she was real and not merely a fragment of a dream.&nbsp; With a sigh, he rubbed the sleep out of his eyes, briefly wondering what dreams a witch might have, but that was a thought for another time – the real world awaited and the journey to <em>Ruthyll Draenor</em> lay ahead...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unhallowed Union (Amethyst Dreams &amp; TheDarkMiko)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheDarkMiko</strong> on <strong>31-01-2012, 15:21:26</strong>
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				Sukikio had been able to get what might had been a few hours of sleep under her belt,&nbsp; but found that she was feeling much better than before since she had rested while under the haze of her slight illness. So instead after lying down and drifting off into a light slumber, she merely rested with her eyes closed until she heard the pattern of&nbsp; breathing change with her companion telling her that he was asleep. She would then crack open her eyes and peer at him curiously, not not worried about him but merely curious.<br><br>She would watch as the expressions on his face changed and seemed to be one of the better dreams that he was having since his aura radiated happiness and pride. There was something else....anticipation, thrill, and.....arousal?<br><br>Her cheeks flushing, she wondered just what it was or who it was that he was dreaming about. Perhaps one of his many lovers he has had over his lifetime. Perhaps one day he would deem fit to share some stories of his life with her since it seemed that they would be traveling together..at least for a bit. She was not sure where he was leading her but she trusted him for now and wondered if that made her even more naive. He had called her that when they first met...naive to a fault he had said. Was she still?<br><br>Well, he had not asked her to do anything so far that took her out of her element and so she supposed that he had no ill intentions towards her anymore. Also, there was the promise that she made to help in at least finding him a suitable mate. Though he had immortality on his side, it was going to be a long lonely life for him unless she helped. She did owe him that much. While he could take mortal women, they would just fade away after so many years leaving him alone to start again and again. That would only drive him to become bitter as time passed and she did not want that for him.<br><br>So for now her mind was made up. She would follow him where he went and help him as much as she could until she felt her debt to him was paid. There was a lot to make up for and though she had helped him already that was not nearly enough to make up for the loss of his people.<br><br>While pondering this, she should feel the shift in his aura when he awoke and remained still on her small pallet of blankets. She was not sure if he could tell she was awake or not, but she would lay there silently, the air still cool and the darkness still breaking away to revel the tiniest sliver of the sun. It would&nbsp; be time to head out soon and in some small way she was excited and ready for anything. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unhallowed Union (Amethyst Dreams &amp; TheDarkMiko)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Amethyst Dreams</strong> on <strong>01-02-2012, 18:14:51</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://fc08.deviantart.net/fs71/i/2010/308/9/f/swamp_ruins_by_snaketoast-d32675n.jpg)</div>It was several days later that before either of them would see the ruins of <em>Ruthyll Draenor</em>.&nbsp; It had been long since they had left the main roads, setting into the forests.&nbsp; The nights were the tensest, but no new horror assailed them or chased them through the woods.&nbsp; Elrath did not divulge the direction they must take, but it became clear he meant to take them deeper into the woods, and the deeper they went, the more the trees crowded together, became ancient and gnarled, closing off the sky from the land below, bringing the world into perpetual gloom.<br><br>The sounds of birds and wildlife eventually became thinner and thinner until they ceased altogether, leaving naught but the sound of the wind through the trees and eerie creak of timbers, yet still Elrath pushed on, unperturbed and with great confidence.&nbsp; The path, or at least what passed for a path, became more and more difficult to traverse, but Elrath was quick to offer aid, proving that he had more than a body that was simply pleasing to the eye.&nbsp; Whether it was by the hand or lifting her by the waist, he made no complaint and there was no suggestiveness nor sensuality in his actions, save perhaps in the glance of his green eyes that were as verdant as the forest about him and as deep.<br><br>At times, the rumble of thunder threatened to deluge them with rain, but though a drizzle came at times, the skies refrained from making their lives miserable.&nbsp; At last, on the seventh day, they began to see the outskirts of <em>Ruthyll Draenor</em>.&nbsp; And it was not encouraging.&nbsp; The masonry had been partly reclaimed by the swamp and natural surroundings, and there was evidence of death to be seen.&nbsp; Elrath bent over mouldering bones, scowling for evidence of foul play, but there was no sign of violent struggle and even to his trained eyes it merely seemed as if the owners of these bones had simply died were they stood.<br><br>“This is but the outskirts,” he explained.&nbsp; “Merely an outpost which was meant to be the first point that travellers would meet with and prevent unwanted intrusion to the sanctuary.&nbsp; Soon we shall come to the true haven, and hopefully it shall still be intact enough to find some measure of shelter more fitting than that of the camp.”<br><br><br><div class="floatleft">(http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hnV8NZcNUto/TAHNpoQZFEI/AAAAAAAAAEs/ioxkq1pr904/s1600/Axol_concept001c.jpg;)</div>Elrath had spoken true, and it was before sundown on the eighth day that they at last reached <em>Ruthyll Draenor</em>.&nbsp; Built amidst streams and waterfalls, <em>Ruthyll Draenor</em> had been much reclaimed by nature, yet managed to retain a certain stately elegance.&nbsp; Masonry had crumbled, but there were some buildings that were still intact and into those Elrath looked first.&nbsp; Much had rotted away, but at least the roofs had not fallen in and there was no evidence of vermin or mould.<br><br>“Perhaps luck is on our side,” he declared.&nbsp; “At least this night we may sleep upon a dry floor and a hearty fire to keep us warm.&nbsp; Personally I would explore further, but I am near famished and I would rest unless you have objection.&nbsp; I can see no evidence of anything yet living here, but it is often wise to be wary.&nbsp; These smaller structures should suffice to house us and leave us refreshed until the morrow.”<br><br>From the vantage of one of the upper levels of the derelict building, it seemed that a vast enclave of trees stretching deep into the forest could be seen, but when stared upon long enough one could see that a great many buildings had been cunningly worked into the ancient trees and were well hidden.&nbsp; This then was the culmination of the old architecture of the <em>Queltessir</em> before they had begun to build needle-towers and minarets of stone and marble upon the open plains.&nbsp; Here, the buildings had defied the rot of time beyond anything built elsewhere – the city was ancient, almost beyond imagining, yet still it stood.<br><br>Elrath began to clean the small room he had selected for habitation, unpacking the small items that were his possessions.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unhallowed Union (Amethyst Dreams &amp; TheDarkMiko)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheDarkMiko</strong> on <strong>01-02-2012, 18:44:54</strong>
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				Sukikio would not know what to say as they journeyed and so she would not say much at all. Instead, she would look around her surroundings and take in the path that he was leading her on. He himself was not saying much and that left her to ponder what was on his mind for the duration of the trip. He was by no means cold or cutoff, but silent as if he was lost in his own&nbsp; thoughts. Though due to the circumstances, she supposed there was much to think about. They were now two people without clan or home and it struck her as ironic and saddening. In a small way, she still very much blamed herself for the position they were in but also knew that the war as going to happen with or without her aid to the Orc anyway.<br><br>He was leading her into a land that was steadily growing more and more unfamiliar to her eyes and it was then that she snapped her attention to the rapidly changing land. It went from the normally lush forest to something more ancient and forbidden. In the air,she could practically taste the fading magic in the air and wonder what kind of place he was leading her to. The sound of life would cease and it gave her a slightly tense feeling that she struggled to squelch. He himself, still was not talking but offered her aid every once in awhile when it was needed and continued on.<br><br>It was a cool day and they would get caught up in some light rain, taking her back to the fateful day that they had met on the battlegrounds and all the death that had lingered there. She wondered now what the ground looked like and if the bodies had been picked clean by the scavengers that roamed the land. She also wondered of the head of her former ally was still fixed atop the spike that Elrath had left it on for all the world to see. She shivered a bit as she thought about it and then tried to dismiss the thought. Maybe she would talk to him about it later.<br><br>The journey would take a few days and nights but she would find herself in a city that stole her breath away and made her stand in awe of the pride and ancient work that radiated from the ruins of the city. Though the people seemed long dead, it was still a work of art and the crumbling buildings did nothing to change her opinion on the magnificence of the place. She definitely would want to look around but would not do so without at least saying something to him beforehand. After all, she would respect this place and what it meant to him and she had n o idea what might be lingering around the corner though he said that he sensed nothing right off.<br><br>There were many things that just because you did not sense them, did not mean that they were not there. Once he had begun speaking to her though, she would simply nod and begin to help clear the area he was working on. There would be some dirt and other debris that she would help clear out and then&nbsp; begin to spread out her own possessions that she had brought along. She had made sure to pack supplies from her cave that she had left behind and made sure top recast her enchantments on while she was away.&nbsp; She was more than sure she would return to it one of these days and would need to keep it safe. It was&nbsp; all she had until she returned to her own lands to see what remained of her clan and their possessions. To be honest, she was afraid. Afraid to see it turned into something like this.<br><br>"I have no objection to you getting some rest as well as feeding our body. I do have a few questions though." Her non-committed eyes looking him over as they continued to change colors. In some small way, she liked that she was different...though it was now discomforting that she was most likely the only one left. His eyes were deep like the forest and piercing...demanding honesty and that you look at him befitting his place in the world.&nbsp; She wished that she was so sure. She no longer knew quite where her position was anymore.&nbsp; She&nbsp; felt like a lost wanderer that the wind would carry where it would.<br><br>"Tell me...this is the land of your people? If it is, it is quite beautiful and I can taste the magic here. Though why did you leave it?" Her eyes curious. "You had set up a sanctuary far from here, yet this place seemed much more secure and harder to find by the human eye. The dense forest would have allowed you the upper hand on any w ho would have come in war or suspicion."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unhallowed Union (Amethyst Dreams &amp; TheDarkMiko)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Amethyst Dreams</strong> on <strong>01-02-2012, 19:27:40</strong>
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				“It is an interesting tale,” mused the elf as set to working the fire alight.&nbsp; “One that occurred many moons ago – <em>Ruthyll Draenor</em> has been abandoned for nearly a millennia now.&nbsp; Nearly two thousand years ago, the great majority of those who dwelt here chose to go forward into the outside world and found colonies that there might be trade with the humans and Khazad – the dwarvenkind – before their departure.&nbsp; It was far easier for men and dwarf to meet us upon the plains than it was to traverse the secret ways into the heart of the forest.”<br><br>“For a time it was good, but then the dwarves began to retreat to their mountain strongholds and finally they left altogether to whatever realm it is that their gods dwell in.&nbsp; Human craft has little interest to our people, but by then our outposts had grown into cities, and it went hard on us to abandon them for humanity was ever quick to occupy that which we left behind and even quicker to refute our claims upon the lands we vacated.&nbsp; This led to war, one which we had no interest in and was won at bitter cost, but we have since chosen to reside within our cities built upon the plains.&nbsp; Then came the exodus.”<br><br>“The denizens of <em>Ruthyll Draenor</em> were leaving, all of them spreading out to reside among their grassland dwelling kin, driven out by an unknown malady which struck many dead and brought about a great many still births.&nbsp; Some say disease, but could find no evidence.&nbsp; Others cited a curse, but there was no dark magic.&nbsp; No one has since ventured back here.”<br><br>With a final strike of flint upon stone, the sparks caught and soon the flames were burning within the stone heart, the heat instantly dispelling the damp and brought cheery warmth to the small cabin, casting the eldar’s yellow hair into brilliant relief as the light of the fire played upon his golden locks.&nbsp; Thrusting a few blocks of wood into the blaze, he swept his hair behind the long tapered ears and turned to his companion.&nbsp; “This should suffice for now.&nbsp; I shall go below to the waters to bathe and return with some buckets when I am done for your bath, as I’m afraid the waters come straight from the deep earth and are quite chilly.”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unhallowed Union (Amethyst Dreams &amp; TheDarkMiko)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheDarkMiko</strong> on <strong>01-02-2012, 19:52:19</strong>
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				Listening carefully to his words, she nodded."I see.......well from what you have told me there indeed might have been a curse. There are many curses that are not dark and still can serve a purpose to cause confusion among the masses. I would love to take a look around here later and feel the energy that still comes even from the earth. I can feel it...taste it still." Her eyes darting around rapidly. <br><br>"Also..do not trouble yourself....I do not need you to&nbsp; bring me any water. I can brave the chill as well as you can." Her face somewhat amused." Her eyes would glow and shine eerily with the light of the fire as she finished up her own unpacking of supplies and would grab some bathing items. Her own senses would tell her where the water source was and she would head off to bathe as well. She was not at all feeling shy about seeing him for tonight and figured it was because of where they were.<br><br>The magic there was feeling comforting to her and so she was relaxed. She would find the pool of water and quickly strip down and sliding into the water. It was indeed freezing and she would give a startled yelp before leaping around in the water like she was being attacked by something. It was not all all going to do and so calming herself and remembering her training, she stopped her shivering body, closing her eyes and muttering a quick enchantment over and over for a few minutes until she could feel the water changing around her.<br><br>The water would go from freezing cold to comfortably hot in a matter of minutes and she would sink back down in it with a happy sigh, her body being covered to the point of only to the tops of her breasts could be seen. She was not sure how he would feel about it,&nbsp; but they could bathe with their backs turned to each other....she simply did not want to bathe alone in this strange place.<br><br><div class="floatright">(http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l187/baleronabudget/Europe/BlueCave1.jpg)</div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unhallowed Union (Amethyst Dreams &amp; TheDarkMiko)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Amethyst Dreams</strong> on <strong>01-02-2012, 21:47:25</strong>
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				It was something of a change to have her right there with him, though at first he paid her no head.&nbsp; Discarding the lionmane cloak and ridding himself of his tunic and boots, he kept his back towards her as he shed his clothing and entered the water until he was submerged to the waist.&nbsp; Whilst the water was chilly, he could barely feel it, for there was a natural vitality to him that marks the hunter and the wanderer of the wild places of the world, needless of civilised comforts and without desire of them.&nbsp; Kneeling low until the waters lapped at his chin, Elrath scooped up a handful of soil from the bottom and began to scrub himself, the soft sands gently scrubbing away the dirt and leaving him refreshed.<br><br><div class="floatright">(http://i1117.photobucket.com/albums/k581/Am_Dreams/ElSuk.jpg)</div>Whilst he cleansed, it was not to say that he was wholly without interest in companion.&nbsp; It was the first time he had seen the woman of another race this close before, surprise though that may have been – it was true that occasionally elves and humans mixed, but it was one rare enough that it was still an oddity, and one frowned upon at that.&nbsp; Yet, strangely, with the passing of his people, his reticence towards such matters had been strangely liberated, and every now and again his gaze wandered over to the bare curve of her back as her clothes fell away, unware that he held his breath in at the sight.&nbsp; When she was about to enter the water, he had already returned to his ablutions, leaving him privately curious as to whether there were any truth to the patch of hair said to be found on human loins.<br><br>He was somewhat startled to hear yelp and flailing, having not expected such a reaction out of her and for a moment he turned full towards her so see what her ailment might be, but upon discovering the somewhat mundane nature of her predicament, he gave a bemused shrug.&nbsp; The sudden rise in the temperature of the water would have told him that the witch had used some evocation or other, even if his senses did not thrill to the power of the arcane, his ears twitching ever so slightly at the feel of the power – the effect almost similar to the brush of teasing fingers upon the nipples, and beneath the water, especially in the absence of the cold, he could feel the familiar stir of arousal.<br><br>“Surely it must appear that my warnings were not enough,” he chuckled richly, attempting to distract himself with light banter.&nbsp; “Yet were it not wiser to save the use of the art for more... pressing matters, lest we attract unwanted attention?&nbsp; Even I can feel the pulse of your magic, so what to say of other being who are just as sensitive – there are even creatures upon this earth, however rare, that can feel even the smallest pinprick of magic from across leagues.&nbsp; Truly, I would have been more than pleased to carry the water to your bath were we could have heated it using more mundane means.”<br><br>Realising that he was still facing her, he gave an embarrassed grunt and turned away, but even when he closed his eyes, the image of her pale body seemed as though it were burned into his vision, upon the back of his eyelids.&nbsp; Splashing some water across his face, he also wondered as to whether her body were as warm as the water.&nbsp; He also realised she was not so tall as he had first imagined, but was not displeased by this, nor was he displeased by the curvature of her body, though the elven ideal of beauty leaned towards androgyny, yet it seemed that her waist invited him to place his hands upon them.&nbsp; <em>Absurd of course.</em>&nbsp; Despite the mental remonstration, his arousal had almost come full form beneath the waters, which if did not resemble that of a human counterpart, any hot-blooded woman would know it and of its purpose and its use.&nbsp; Running his fingers through the strands of his hair, decided to change topic.<br><br>“What of your people Sukikio?&nbsp; For now you are that much more knowledgeable of mine, yet I am still at a disadvantage regarding yours; indeed, what do you so far from them?&nbsp; Where you on a journey for something or other?”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unhallowed Union (Amethyst Dreams &amp; TheDarkMiko)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheDarkMiko</strong> on <strong>01-02-2012, 22:17:31</strong>
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				Shooting him a small glare, she laughed and shook her head. “I heard your warning quite well…..however I felt a bit at unease and did not want to bathe alone. This place radiates magic even though it has been abandoned for some time. I can feel it running over my skin and calling to me…your people must have had some kind of power to last as long as they did in isolation.” She sighed. “My people were the same…and it caused their downfall.”<br><br>“So I am not worried about attracting anything here as I am sure that we can handle it together. I also know that you would know what is already here would you not? She was not sure at all how to feel about the male in front of her as she could feel his eyes on her, making her blush profusely. She was never in the presence of a male like him...or any besides family and so she did not know how to act around him. It was also that she could feel emotions and auras and the one she was getting from him was confusing and slightly arousing to her.<br><br>She would take some of the sand as she saw him do and scrubbed at her skin as well as using some pleasant smelling lotions from her arsenal. There was really no way that he could be attracted to her. She was nothing like elven women at all…she was on the shorter and more curvy side…nothing like his kind of woman at all. She could though feel his embarrassment as he suddenly realized he was looking over her and then closed his eyes, giving her a chance to look him over quickly and without judgment.<br><br>What she saw was not at all what she was expecting, making her give an embarrassed squeak and drop her eyes…away from the sight she saw through the wonderfully warm and clear water. While she might not have been with a male in that manner, she knew what she was seeing and was not sure at all how to react. He…he was aroused by her and she could clearly see it….<br><br>Her mouth suddenly dry, and at a loss for words, she coughed and tried to ignore the sudden heat she felt flushing through her own body. She was not at all naïve to what she was feeling and it slightly embarrassed her…but why she was not sure. He was just a male after all. Her eyes darting around, she decided to answer him. “My people…are dead now….not knowing much of the outside and we mostly would hire ourselves out to people to aid them in whatever they needed. However, we would not help someone if we knew they had evil intent. We might be witches but we are not bad people…yet a mistake was made. A mistake that cost us dearly…one of our clan went against a potential employer and so they had our clan setup and attacked…I was out on my first task.” <br><br>She smiled ruefully. “My first and so far last job...you know of it. It was how we met. I now think it was him who set it all up. He had come to us before to ask of a wife…and was refused. Our kind will not just mate with anyone. They have to be of a similar need and power as us and Orcs…” She smirked.”Are far beneath our caliber in power…and looks. So instead when he came again it was for help…against an evil that was you at the time.”<br><br>“It was my chance to become a woman…to come into my own…while I was aiding him, I think he ordered their deaths through treachery...though I have no proof…and now I am alone. I had to stay though…I was alone…who would help me?”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unhallowed Union (Amethyst Dreams &amp; TheDarkMiko)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Amethyst Dreams</strong> on <strong>01-02-2012, 23:58:29</strong>
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				“No one need ever be truly alone,” he shrugged.&nbsp; “And you desired help... well help is always available, but the quality is often that which is in doubt.&nbsp; A moment’s inspection of Orrusk-Gor’s personality should have been enough to reveal much of the workings of his small mind and petty ambitions.”<br><br>It was a strange circumstance to be standing there beside one who may well be the last of their kind, and a woman at that.&nbsp; Speaking of Orrusk had brought about a lull in his arousal and he gave a sigh of thanks that he might be saved the embarrassment.&nbsp; He thought for some long moments on what she had said whilst he continued to scrub himself down, before submerging himself fully into the water, allowing the sand that yet stuck to his body to be gently washed away by the slow swirling waters.&nbsp; Bursting upward, she shook his golden mane free of water, much like a wolf might shake itself free and began to make for the shore.<br><br>“Let us not linger,” he said offering his hand, as if to escort her out of the water.&nbsp; “As much as I enjoy the waters, I enjoy the heat of the fire place even more and the chance to lie before the flame and allow the water to relaxing experience, at least to my kind, so please bare with my lack of dress for a moment longer, though I assure you that you have nothing to fear from me – the elves have been accused of many things, but a robber or violator are not amongst them.”<br><br>Suiting action to word, Elrath made way back up the path to the small structure they had occupied, where within, the fire had picked paced and was burning fiercely.&nbsp; It was before this that Elrath lay upon the wooden floor to allow himself the opportunity to bathe in its radiance, the flickering light playing across every ridge and pane of his body.&nbsp; He no longer seemed perturbed by his own nudity before her as he had been in the pools where the waterfalls emptied themselves into – indeed it seemed he was cognisant of little else save for the sensation he was experiencing – and so he stretched himself out fully.<br><br>Without the shimmer or the depth of the water to obscure him, his manhood was plainly visible.&nbsp; If the elves lacked any tales of being promiscuous, it was because they rarely were – the act of intimacy was that of procreation and exchange of sentiment; not the frantic release of lust of exhibited by humanity, and Elrath’s manhood was evidence of that.&nbsp; Sheathed mostly to a short stub, his state of semi-arousal revealed a vaguely hourglass-like length, heavier towards the bottom, and rather than the blunt end of a human counterpart, the phallus ended in a flattened head of loose folds.<br><br>Any elven maiden, indeed any woman, would find herself tied to her mate upon his release, whilst the head would press against her deepest regions, adjusting easily, molding to her and finally become one in a way no other coupling could produce.<br><br>All this Elrath was vaguely aware of, but to his credit it was also the furthest thing from mind.&nbsp; With eyes half-asleep, he turned to look at her frankly and without reserve, his thoughts carefully tucked away and yet quite obvious.&nbsp; “You mentioned that Orrusk came to your people to ask for a wife,” he said suddenly, his eyes smoldering on her.&nbsp; “Had it been another, would they have accepted?”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unhallowed Union (Amethyst Dreams &amp; TheDarkMiko)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheDarkMiko</strong> on <strong>02-02-2012, 00:17:30</strong>
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				"It was my first job....and I wanted to prove myself to my people. You know..I have no last name.I more than likely never will now unless I find a mate. All clan members...we earn our name after our first job and how we performed on it. It is then we are considered worthy of a name that will follow us forever. Even those of us who were blood related had names of our own." She sighed before taking his hand and coming out of the warm water.<br><br>She really was not at all worried about her state of&nbsp; undress at the moment as her mind was on what he said before. She had long scrubbed her own body and locks and was simply waiting on him to finish. Now that he was she would follow him to the fire and pull her legs up to her chest, turning her body to the side to allow it to dry. She was feeling much more comfortable around him as she knew he would not do anything that she did not want. He was honorable and trustworthy and so she was alright with his nudity....while they were in the water.<br><br>Once they were out, he lay prone and was allowing his body to dry letting her see all he had to offer. Her own cheeks would flush red as she attempted to look down at her knees that were close to her chin and think of something else. It was not to be denied that he was more than desirable and though he was not like the men she had seen in her own clan, he was gorgeous in his own right.<br><br>"I am not afraid of you. I know that you are honorable enough Elrath.." Her voice soft and unsure. She was feeling different things while she was looking at him...and trying not to look at him as well. She wanted to draw her eyes away completely,&nbsp; but she could not help but notice that he had not completely dropped the arousal he had in the bathing pool and she flushed even harder than before.<br><br>Looking at him, she suddenly felt lacking...inadequate compared to his unearthly looks and sighed inwardly. Even their women were beautiful she was sure. In her own way, she was sure she was as well....but did he think so? And why did she even care?<br><br>Answering him though, she shook her head. "I doubt it. He was below the caliber that my kind look for. He was not nearly powerful enough, his looks were extremely lacking, he was brutish, he had many whores when I traveled with him from place to place and he was very cheap." She laughed. "So not at all....and besides." Getting serious. "He did not have the needed genes to pass on to ensure that a child of greatness would be created. We pride ourselves in adding power to the world..not taking away from it. Men and women of honor, power,valor are our choices.....beauty does not hurt either."<br><br>"So...." She looked at him boldly at the moment. "Had he been another than maybe...but it is still up to the one being asked. You cannot force something that is not there after all...power or not."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unhallowed Union (Amethyst Dreams &amp; TheDarkMiko)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Amethyst Dreams</strong> on <strong>05-02-2012, 17:55:28</strong>
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				Elrath pondered upon this lightly, to judge from his eyes, before he turned to look at the crackling fire, which had turned the room into an orange touched cage within which unsteady shadows danced.&nbsp; For a while he said nothing, as though Sukikio’s words had given him reason for deep thought, and for some time only the roar of the waterfalls outside could be heard within.&nbsp; With a theatrical gesture, he ran his fingers through his golden locks, bringing them before his eyes as though to judge them, discovering that they were indeed dry, the heat of the fire having dispelled the damp and returned them to yellow strands of silk.<br><br>Releasing them, he did not bother to wipe them away from his eyes where they had fallen, but lay there breathing shallowly.&nbsp; His restless manner was something indicating one who was having some small trouble making up his mind on a matter that needed to be tackled.&nbsp; “The moon must be full outside,” he said at last, “for I can feel the pull of silver orb as it sweeps across the dark vistas of the sky to take its place amongst the stars – surely this was the vision?”<br><br>He did not elaborate, but instead sat up, until he was kneeling beside her, looking down upon her.&nbsp; He was close enough that he fancied that he felt the heat of her body.&nbsp; He took her chin between his fingers, tilting her head upward to him, running his thumb softly upon her bottom lip.&nbsp; &nbsp;“Was it something like this,&nbsp; Sukikio?”<br><br>Slowly he lowered his lips towards her own, the moment caught in an exquisite slowness of time, his half-closed eyes locked with her, not looking away or closing his for even a moment.&nbsp; The inches between the closed ever so gently, his breath gentle and heated and scent of his hair suggestive of the tangy spice of wildflowers.&nbsp; With only an inch between them, his fingers moved from her lips, caressing the smooth skin of her cheek with the back of his hand, whilst his other found her own hands upon her knees and fell lightly upon them.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unhallowed Union (Amethyst Dreams &amp; TheDarkMiko)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheDarkMiko</strong> on <strong>05-02-2012, 18:17:41</strong>
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				She would only peer at him curiously as she watched him check to see how much his hair had dried and shook her own dark locks slightly. She was almost fully dry as well and so she shook her head and ran her fingers to pull at any tangles that might cause her trouble later. She could tell that something was on his mind as his aura was flying wildly around him, the glow of his aura a golden color as it danced around him. She eventually knew that he had reached some kind of answer as his aura calmed and he got up approaching her slowly, her own eyes curious.<br><br>She was not sure what he was getting at in the beginning, but she had muttered a small reply when he mentioned the moon. "Yes..I can feel it as well and it is full out and bright...though I cannot see it from where we are until it rises higher in the clouds..I can feel it's quiet strength." Her mouth would run somewhat dry when he mentioned something about the vision from before causing a small gasp to form in her chest and an red flush to form on her cheeks.<br><br>All she could see from there was the slow tick of time as he made his way towards her, her eyes locked on his lips&nbsp; as she watched him advance in her slowly. Her own lips parting slowly as she moved in slightly to see what he tasted like. Though she had no experience with any of it, she was being drawn to him as though it was&nbsp; calling to her... to her he tasted slightly sweet, like a freshly harvested honey that left a tingling sensation on her lips. Once he was no longer there and a small space was between them, she found herself whispering in a voice that sounded nothing like her own. It had taken on a husky quality, sounding like a woman that she had no idea existed in her.<br><br>"Yes...I would say it was something like that." Her eyes taking on a dark tint from it's usual fluctuations."But there was more...much, much more..." Her own hands snaking out to caress his cheek in return before sliding down to the flat and hard planes of his stomach.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unhallowed Union (Amethyst Dreams &amp; TheDarkMiko)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Amethyst Dreams</strong> on <strong>05-02-2012, 22:32:21</strong>
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				He did not comment immediately, but watched her hand as it went from his face to his chest, felt the tips of her fingers as glided over the smooth hard skin.&nbsp; It was strange in truth; her touch did not instil very much affection, but he was aware of desire – not so much that which comes from fondness – rather that like a mounting fire that burns away at rational thought, leaving naught but a yearning, a longing that must be fulfilled in urgent fashion.<br><br>He brought his hand back to her lips, but instead of his thumb, Elrath set two fingers to her lips, pressing and rubbing, tantalised by their softness, the sweetness of pressing his own to them.&nbsp; Then he removed them in an ungentle fashion, but he did not scorn her in the slightest.&nbsp; “Is there more, seeress?” he asked instead.&nbsp; “Will you tell me of it?”<br><br>Before allowing her the chance to reply, he brought their lips together once again, not in the soft gentle explorations formerly made with their first kiss, but made with deep hunger and aching need.&nbsp; When Elrath at last parted their lips, it was then Sukikio realised she had been lowered backward to lie down on the floor.&nbsp; He knelt by her side, his hand tracing along her neck and wandering down the contours of her body.&nbsp; She did not have the lithe hard body of a maiden of the elves; she was a woman of curves and softness – her body at once familiar and yet alien to this last son of the <em>Queltessir</em>.<br><br>But he did not find it displeasing: quite the opposite – his arousal had reached its peak – the loose folds at the truncated head of his manhood were engorged, as of a lewd flower of rosy flesh, at the centre of which peaked the beginnings of a pale pearl.&nbsp; There were no veins to be seen here, no swell of arteries, but texture was not lacking, for beneath the thin skin lay not the fibrous mass engorged with blood, but the ridge and twist of muscle – to the male elf, arousal was not an instinctual act, triggered by barely restrained lust, but a wilful act in acknowledgement of the joining of two.<br><br>The golden haired descendant of demi-gods and heroes lay by her, pressing against her side, the potent length hot against her flesh, yet nowhere hotter than the heavy base wherein his life’s blood pulsed and muscle quivered.&nbsp; He leaned in close to her, dragging his fingers up her stomach to cup at her naked breasts – again a novel experience, for the orbs of her chest filled his hands, barely contained by their grasping embrace.&nbsp; Caressing them light, fingers brushing against the tips, he whispered lowly into her ear: “Or do you prefer to <em>show</em> me, witch?”<br><br>His hard lips pursed briefly against her ear, before she felt the nibble of his teeth against her earlobe and his finger tightened, digging into her breast.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unhallowed Union (Amethyst Dreams &amp; TheDarkMiko)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheDarkMiko</strong> on <strong>05-02-2012, 23:21:50</strong>
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				Sukikio could only gasp as she felt his mouth harshly on hers, demanding and taking what she was so ready and willing to give. It felt like a burning, ancient need that would only be quenched...only be satisfied by tasting the forbidden fruit that was Elrath. They had started off as bitter rivals and now both&nbsp; would lie here naked under the pale light of the moon, his eyes seeming to burn on her flesh like the searing heat from the sun. It was enough that he almost left her breathless and weak to his touch from only that,but there was more...much more.<br><br>She was at a complete loss for words any possible coherent thought flying out the window, along with anything that would have convinced her to stop. She had wanted to wait for a suitable male who would be her life mate..but this was raw sexual attraction and she wanted it. She could taste his power coming from his skin, making her sigh and shudder deeply, her tongue snaking out to lick her lips as she forcefully yanked herself back to look at him.<br><br>His body was magnificent and she would have been a fool to not see the impressive arousal that was now proudly on display for her..in more ways than one. His was lean and rippled with muscle in all the right places, her eyes greedily taking him in as she felt the callousness of his hands cupping her breasts. It was then that she noticed that he had placed her down and was now hovering over her, giving her eyes free will to roam.<br><br>When he said the last sentence to her, she felt her brain go into a mode that no longer ran on common sense but absolute hunger. She wanted this...needed&nbsp; it...would have it. Goals be damned, she would have this man this night and worry about goals in the morning. While she might have been a virgin, she was not a fool and knew what she wanted.<br><br>The hard touch of his grip on her breast made her moan and squirm under his hands as she felt the beginnings of a hot pool forming in her lower belly, the feeling giving way to her rubbing her thighs together to alleviate the sudden demanding urge she felt there. She could already feel the slickness of her own arousal between her legs, her folds wet and swollen with need and anticipation.<br><br>Her words would finally come out in a harsh gasp, but they would be all she needed."I would have you show me instead.." Her voice husky and demanding. If this was oblivion, then she would gladly get lost in it. Her own hand boldly moving to grasp at his own point of maleness and stroke it lightly with her fingers.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unhallowed Union (Amethyst Dreams &amp; TheDarkMiko)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Amethyst Dreams</strong> on <strong>06-02-2012, 01:00:37</strong>
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				Hearing her words did not bring a rush of motion to ravish her, but inside it felt as if the blood must surely be boiling in his veins.&nbsp; It was true that he wanted to take her then and there, such was the fire of his motions, but he also wanted to perversely delay the moment.&nbsp; Or was it the small voice of reason in the back of his head?&nbsp; Not some days ago, just over a week, they had fenced bitter words and had almost come to blows.&nbsp; There were some other factors too.<br><br>All this, Elrath was vague aware of in the back of his head, but the earlobe between his teeth and the peaks of her nipples proved a powerful distraction.&nbsp; Removing his mouth, he lowered it to her neck, his breath humid and hot against her bare skin.&nbsp; His hands continued to explore her breasts, caressing the twin orbs with his hand, admiring the feminine fullness, whilst his fingers teased and tweaked at her nipples, finding fascination in their stiffening consistency.&nbsp; As Sukikio had surmised, Elrath was not a stranger to a woman’s body, but what woman?&nbsp; The elven maiden’s body is not calculated to respond to physical pleasure, and even more so than human women, mental pleasure was the ideal of their joy.&nbsp; It was not possible to stimulate them to a sudden bout of lust.<br><br>Yet now, the mere motions of his hands upon her chest and the kiss of his lips upon her neck brought gasps and husky desire to her voice – what had meant to be an experiences of the senses for himself alone, as might have been true of maiden of the <em>Queltessir</em>, brought joy to the witch.&nbsp; It was a bewildering, yet flattering experience.&nbsp; How much more might she respond to a more intense touch?<br><br>Looking down upon her, between the mounds of her chest, a new curiosity piqued his interest: it lay upon the junction of her legs – the the slight dark thatch of hair, which it was said was a sign of blossomed womanhood and readiness for a mate.&nbsp; Was such advertisement truly necessary?&nbsp; It lent a certain kind of base and animalistic skew to it.&nbsp; His mouth replaced his fingers, and his hands ventured lower, twirling and exploring the crisp hairs upon the mound of her sex.&nbsp; Now he was curious – the entrance to the temple of her body, the deeper parting that lay between the parting of her legs.<br><br>So he left her breasts to kiss her again, this time more deeply than ever, and his fingers sought the joining of her legs and began to slide down between them.&nbsp; What he felt was curious, but he did not part their lips just yet – as he explored the sweet recesses of her mouth, his free hand went into the dark foam of her hair, tugging her head back, and upon her stretched neck, his tongue and mouth played.&nbsp; Then, he took the chance to see.<br><br>Her sex was not the simple cleft into her body he expected it to be; the flesh here was folded and creased, as though of salacious lips.&nbsp; Was it into here that he was plunge.&nbsp; Astoundingly, he saw the glitter of moisture that was arousal.&nbsp; It lacked the simplicity of that of an elven woman’s, seeming remarkably crude, even lewd, in its suggestion.&nbsp; His body, however, was in something of a disagreement, for his erection ached with desire and the beat of his heart pounded in his chest.<br><br>The soft curves of her body was not as repellent as he had once thought such a figure to be; in fact they seemed to invite him, as though asking for something firmer, something harder; something that it seemed only he could give at that moment.&nbsp; He brought back his emerald eyes to lock with that of the dark-haired temptress.&nbsp; Mystery and wild abandon seemed to dance in those dark depths, the pitch black of her eyes was disturbing as it was alluring.&nbsp; Was she some succubus after all, come to tempt him to some cruelly delicious fate?&nbsp; No.&nbsp; He was his own master and no one elses.&nbsp; She would know that, and he would make her know it soon, as he lay atop her, the hard panes of his chest pressing down upon her.<br><br>His body was cool in comparison to hers, yet the feel of muscle beneath his skin, the elemental gaze of his eyes, the smooth coordination of his body; they all spoke of untapped and unrestrained vitality, a different pulse of life she had never known before, and pulse that she may yet... feel this night.&nbsp; To own it, to possess it, make it part of her, to shudder with it and to thrill of it.&nbsp; Then he was pressing at the entranceway to her body, to her very core.&nbsp; Holding her hands above her head, he began to kiss and nuzzle her, unintentionally teasing her with the motions of his hips slipped the rose-head of his member over her, the petal-folds teasing the sensitive nub of her womanhood.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unhallowed Union (Amethyst Dreams &amp; TheDarkMiko)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheDarkMiko</strong> on <strong>06-02-2012, 01:32:23</strong>
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				Sukikio could not help the gasps and moans that left her throat as she let him explore her body, his every touch sending a tendril of fire racing through her body making her arch her back pressing her breasts more into his hands as she moaned out her pleasure. His hands were not completely soft, but the hands of a warrior who had seen many days of battle, the slight coarseness making her hardened peaks stiffen to an almost painful point. It was something that he had never imagined could feel so pleasing, forbidden and dangerous at the same time. But this man…no not man..almost a god was sending her to new heights she never thought possible.<br><br>When he leaned in to kiss her once more, she eagerly explored his mouth with her tongue as well, taking in his intoxicating taste that made her hazy and feel drugged from the flavor of it. She could barely register what was going on even when she felt his hands venture lower to explore the secrets she had yet to share with anyone. While normally this would have caused her great embarrassment, she was too far gone in the feeling and would part her legs to allow him to explore to his satisfaction.<br><br>She had by then let go of him and allowed her hands to once more roam his body as well taking in the smooth, flat planes of his stomach, the curve of his back and running her fingers slowly up and down his spine as if trying to commit his body to memory. If she did not know any better, she would have sworn that she was using some skill of his to seduce her and make her feel this way but she knew that it was not true at all. She wanted this….wanted him…more than anything she could remember at the moment.<br><br>She wanted to feed the dark, raw hunger that was eating at her insides making her heart pound like an animal that had been cornered with no way out. While he explored her nether regions with his fingers, she would lift her hips with a small sound coming from her that was a mix between wounded and demanding.<br><br>She was past the point of feeling anything but wanting to feel the male above her fill her completely and take her with wild abandon, all else being forgotten until the morrow. Nothing else mattered to her…only this…only him...only her. <br><br>Her body was trembling suddenly wracked with tremors as she looked at him, her eyes a solid black, dark with lust and want for him. If anyone was to happen upon them at this moment, it would look like an ethereal god and a fallen angel who had found each other after a long time of separation. There was nothing that could ruin this for her…save that he stopped. She knew in her mind that this was something that she wanted and there would be no regrets on her behalf.<br><br>The smooth, hard planes of his body atop hers his skin cool and causing her to shudder as she arched her hips with a small whine and the action of biting down on her lip to the point of pain making it flush a blood red. She could feel the teasing of him at her entrance and she bucked her hips towards him, wanting him to explore all of the delights she had to offer. She loved the power that exuded from him as he dominated her, his holding of her hands above her head leaving her exposed to him to do what he willed.<br>A raspy moan would leave her, her body primed and ready for him as he nuzzled her. “Please…” a small word that meant so much coming from one such as her who was taught to never plead for anything but to take and earn what you wanted. But this…this was different. He was not a conquest..a job…he was a prize..one that she meant to enjoy for however long she could.<br>&nbsp;<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unhallowed Union (Amethyst Dreams &amp; TheDarkMiko)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Amethyst Dreams</strong> on <strong>09-02-2012, 14:04:39</strong>
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				<em>Please.</em><br><br>At the single word, he was unsure of its implication.&nbsp; The plea, and its heated implication, was someting he was not accustomed to.&nbsp; Where was the roots of her desire?&nbsp; Elrath considered himself a noble eldar; not only was he courteous in courtship, he kept his mates within his race and did not seek further afield, as most did, most, but not all.&nbsp; He had never thought himself savage enough to find himself in the arms of such a woman as this.&nbsp; Yet here he was; that he had achieved arousal at all was proof of his own willingness to see that the union occurred.&nbsp; And she was responding to his touch.<br><br>That was possibly the part that thrilled him the most and sent chills down his back.&nbsp; Was she not seeking one of her own people?&nbsp; She had said so often enough that it was ingrained in some part of him.&nbsp; Her breath was hot, he realised, as did he realise that his hands were gliding down her sides, across the curve of her hip and along her thighs, to close at last upon the supple flesh and her pull up her leg.&nbsp; Would he truly do it?&nbsp; At that moment he felt disconnected, as if he were looking down upon his own body as it tussled and pressed down upon the witch, her thighs parted and her legs at his sides. <br><br>He breathed in deeply, and his body deep the same, as her leg was pulled to its utmost limit.&nbsp; His mind hesitated, but his body acted, his lips upon her neck, dragging his teeth lightly upon her throat, his hand tightening upon her own, keeping them pinned.&nbsp; His head was drawn away from hers as his back arched, and he brought his lips to the back of her knee, surprised by her suppleness.<br><br>Then, the fleshy folds that had been caressing her sultry ache teasingly, slipped, or rather sank, as the slickness of her own folds parted them seductively.&nbsp; A gasp escaped him as something new was discovered – her womanhood, or rather the heat within.&nbsp; Slick, hot, scalding almost: not the cool smooth depths which prompted relief – the hard muscle of his manhood had never known the burning grip of a full blooded woman – the folds of his crown were smothered.&nbsp; A sudden, involuntary spasm caused every muscle in his shaft to contort.&nbsp; He did not permit the conclusion – it was far too sudden.&nbsp; The pale pearly slowly receded.<br><br>He had not sunk full length into her of course, only the first inch or so, before the flesh came to press upon the soft barrier of her virginity.&nbsp; He did not know of it, of course.&nbsp; The subject of the anatomy of women of other races was not something the elves made study into, and those who knew of it, did not boast their knowledge of it.<br><br>Lowering his head once again, he brought his mouth to her breasts, to titillate the sensitive peaks, smothering her neck and chest with the golden silk of his hair.&nbsp; Secretly he looked down between them, attempting to ascertain the blockage, but only the sight of his length disappearing into her flesh, framed by the dark shrub, was all he had to look upon.&nbsp; So reached down with his free hand, his fingers caressing the crisp pubic hair and playing upon her sensitive nub.&nbsp; He was amazed, even a touch appalled, by the slickness he found, for he knew not what to make of it – it was all very new to him.<br><br>Withdrawing slightly, he pushed back in again, aware of every enveloping caress of her slick passion.&nbsp; He shuddered silently.&nbsp; Again, that subtle obstacle presented itself again.&nbsp; It felt thin, and he wondered if he might push his way through.&nbsp; Throwing aside his hair, he looked full into the blackness of her eyes, within which hungry passions seemed to flicker and smoulder.&nbsp; He was not sure, but something in that hungry gaze infuriated him.<br><br>Releasing her locked hands, he reached down and took a handful of her hair, locking within his fingers whilst his other hand grasped and clasped at the soft flesh of her buttocks, setting her hips at angle.&nbsp; Looking straight down into those darksome eyes, he was again gripped by the fever of urgent passion, and with a sharp snap of his hips, drove himself deep into searing depths of her torrid desire, the exquisite pleasure making his face cruel.&nbsp; He sank inches up to the knotted bulge, but could not wedge knot of muscle further.<br><br>“Was there more?” he whispered urgently, releasing her hair to caress her lips with his finger.&nbsp; His face, his manner, his composure might have been considered stoic, even a touch cold and cruel, as if forced into a bargain he did not wish for, but the subtle motion of his hips betrayed the want and the heat of his desire.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unhallowed Union (Amethyst Dreams &amp; TheDarkMiko)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheDarkMiko</strong> on <strong>09-02-2012, 17:51:44</strong>
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				Sukikio was aroused…and somewhat confused. This was an entirely new thing for her and yet it seemed as though it was what she was waiting for all her life. Her eyes would be burning into the male poised above her, who for some reason or another seemed to be lost in thought or eve conflicted. What was he thinking about? Had he changed his mind and not desired her at all? Was he already feeling regret? The thought was fleeting though as she felt his hands sliding along her sides making her shiver uncontrollably. Though he seemed cool and aloof most of the time, it seemed now that the demi-god seemed to be struggling with something of his own.<br><br>As if he desired her but was not sure why. Oh...and she could tell that he desired her if the turgid piece of flesh was any indication. It burned hot and heavy between her thighs, caressing her now drenched folds that showed the extent of her own need and desire. Her eyes would be locked with his own, searching, wanting to know the extent of her plea on his ears. Speaking of ears, she was not sure if she was correct or not and knew very little of elf anatomy but assumed that his ears…delicate and beautiful with quite an erogenous zone for his kind. Wanting to know for herself her hands wanted to snake out and&nbsp; caress the appendage not like her own at all.<br><br>They were two different things, him and her…one of light and gods and one of darkness and demons…so different, s seemingly forbidden and yet so…RIGHT. Her chest had been heaving, making her breasts rise and fall harshly the excitement making the already hardened peaks almost painful. She wanted him to do something…anything to relieve the ache between her thighs and almost lost her senses when she felt his lips upon her skin.<br><br>But instead of cooling the need, she was thrown into the place that made her burn hotter than before her need causing her to buck under him, his grip upon her hands keeping her still for his gaze.<br><br>Her own needs and plea would soon be answered though, as she felt the beginnings of his own flesh upon her…probing…curious..and she opened up for him..allowing him to explore her depths that had yet to be tried…to be touched by any man..he would be the first. Her body was at this point shaking like a leaf beneath his with want and a slight fear. She was unsure of what she was doing and suddenly felt insecure. He had pleased many a woman she was sure and yet she was inexperienced...would she be satisfactory to him? All she knew was that she wanted his touch, to feel his fullness as he filled her and soon enough that would be granted as she felt him press into her untried passage her hand leaving the iron grip to grip harshly into his shoulders as she felt him slowly filling her to the hilt. It was at first not painful as he stopped at her barrier, it only feeling like a heavy pressure inside of her as she stretched around his girth.<br><br>He seemed unsure but after a moment would drive home, making the woman&nbsp; beneath him release a pained groan the pressure turning into something searing as she felt something within her tear, her teeth digging into her lip. Her eyes had been open up to that point where she had snapped them shut for the moment. His face looked indifferent, almost downright cruel…but there was more….heat...hunger, desire.<br><br>Once she had gained a grip on herself and the pain had ebbed, she caught her breath, her nails still digging into him until the sting had subsided. It had also helped that he had a death like grip on her hair as well…a very small but helpful distraction.<br><br>At his question, she twitched slightly, flexing the inner muscles of her core around the solid muscle that filled her so deliciously well. “There is always more…some I see, some I do not. Take your own path Elrath of the <em>Queltessir</em>. Feed your own desire…why do you hesitate?” Her eyes burning like an infinite inferno of darkness and carnal promises of desire and fulfillment. She was not sure what the future would hold…but for now, this was enough.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unhallowed Union (Amethyst Dreams &amp; TheDarkMiko)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Amethyst Dreams</strong> on <strong>10-02-2012, 14:29:44</strong>
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				With her words washing over him, he was made to consider.&nbsp; <em>Why exactly he was hesitating?</em>&nbsp; He knew that there was no denying that he wanted her, the softness, <em>the heat</em> of her body beckoned him, welcomed him in a way no other woman ever had.&nbsp; <em>She</em> was not hesitating, so what then?&nbsp; He allowed himself to come to rest upon her, his weight pressing her down onto the wooden boards, his hips pressing between hers, the pressure increasing as the bulge squeezed at her parting, yet still did not lodge into her flesh.&nbsp; His fingers, already tight in her hair, pulled vaguely, and he placed his kisses beneath her chin.<br><br>Withdrawing himself, he drove back into her; into the temple the witch had offered him sanctuary for the night.&nbsp; Again he withdrew and again the motion was repeated.&nbsp; It might have seemed he was merely performing the ancient motions of sexual congress, but in truth it was to try and coax the thick round base into her.&nbsp; He had little recourse other than this now, but he held her body tightly, crushing her to him, smothering her neck and breasts with kisses.<br><br>Sukikio’s guess had been correct, and to the last son of the elves, his ears were indeed an erogenous zone.&nbsp; He was distracted, and to have her touched them would have jolted his electrified senses; it was not a part of the body quickly touched, requiring a certain level of comfort, a certain degree of intimacy between lovers before this even happened.&nbsp; He... <em>why was her body so soft, so succulent?</em>&nbsp; He felt he could lose himself in it.&nbsp; He set his teeth to her nipples, his tongue flicking and twirling them whenever his mouth was pressed upon them.&nbsp; Her breasts were round and heavy, at least to him, and handling them sent a fierce throb of passion surge through his body, and his hips gave a fierce lunge in response, forcing the knot half way into her and touching against her deepest regions.<br><br>Pausing for a second to catch his breath, he gathered her in his arms, her body hot and her skin clammy in his cool embrace, but he placed his head into the hollow of her shoulder and breathed deeply of her scent as the golden locks his hair mingled with the midnight tresses of hers.&nbsp; Like a live thing, the phallus of muscle quivered and contorted within her passage, but he drew it out and drove it home once more and repeatedly, his pale flesh stained pink with the remnants of her lost virginity.&nbsp; He had worried at her first cry and tensing, but she no longer seemed overly concerned with that matter now.&nbsp; The wooden boards of the floor creaked in protest of the weight and struggle borne upon them.<br><br>With head settling upon her chest, his teeth found the sensitive peaks of her breasts, and as he suckled and nibbled upon them, his hips thrust repeatedly between her legs, each thrust bringing him closer and closer to lodging himself fully into her.&nbsp; The soft head was repeatedly flattened against her deepest regions and he could already feel the mounting series of spasms that would prepare him to inundate her clenching sex, and thus bring about an unhallowed union.<br><br>Unused to such frenzied copulation, it did not feel amiss and he was quite lost in the grip of her dark sensuality, his hands gripping her hair and hips as he rode the mounting crescendo of desire that had but one culmination.&nbsp; The peach-sized bulge suddenly slipped and a primitive grunt escaped his lips involuntarily as he was fully immersed in the slick inviting heat of her body.&nbsp; Though he would have been too long for her to accommodate, his member was not nearly as rigid as it had seemed, and, compressing in on itself, Sukikio found the sensual opening of her body packed tightly with the flexing, rippling member of her lover.&nbsp; An upward jerk of his hips brought a grimace to his face as her hips were pulled off the floorboards with his from within – he could not pull out of her any longer, the knot serving its purpose as it swelled and held fast.<br><br>He now understood the tiny dot of hesitance in the back of his mind as he did too the maddening desire that had brought him into her arms: extinction.&nbsp; And the desire to survive.&nbsp; In his extremity he had unconsciously sought out a mate, but lacking women of his own race, he had taken to the one who was most likely to sire him powerful descendants.&nbsp; For a brief moment, the witch was poised to receive the potent essence of the divine, then Elrath hesitated.&nbsp; With a low sob of effort, the pleasure so exquisite it seemed painful, he stemmed the flood by sheer effort of will.&nbsp; To one unused to the mating rituals of elves, it might have seemed that their paramour had reached climax; the urgent cry, the digging of hands into her flesh and hair, the rocking spasms that uncoiled in her body.&nbsp; When the storm passed, Elrath rested his forehead upon her chest, gasping as though there was not enough air left in the world.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unhallowed Union (Amethyst Dreams &amp; TheDarkMiko)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheDarkMiko</strong> on <strong>10-02-2012, 14:57:45</strong>
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				She could see that he had been struggling and had finally come to a decision, his face clearing of any hesitation as she was&nbsp; slowly ravaged by her lover, his seemingly cold personality now one of white hot passion and heat as he slowly began to move within her at first, the small movement at first causing her discomfort but slowly blending into a more pleasurable feeling that soon had the woman&nbsp; releasing small moans of pleasure, her eyes sliding shut as she allowed him to taste her body to his satisfaction.<br><br>His hands winding in her hair pulled back in a show of dominance whether by intent or instinct by him was driving her mad as his heated lips tasted the soft skin of her flesh. He had begun driving into her at the same time moving to taste her stiffening peaks as well. Her own hands would find a home at first in a death grip of his back and shoulders, her nails raking into his flesh as she rocked her hips with him, her efforts feeble to keep up with his but more than content to let him lead.<br><br>She also wanted to touch him...find what gave him pleasure as well as her mind snapped back to the curiosity of wanting to touch is ears and see what occurred. Her hand would leave its place and gently scrape her nails across the outer shell of his ears. It was indeed soft and felt relatively like hers….but cool and much more delicate.<br><br>His combination of his mouth and thrusts soon had the woman, gasping and moaning her pain forgotten as she was swept up in the immense pleasure that she never knew existed. He was making her body feel things….react in way she could not understand…and she loved every moment of it. Her research of his ears would not last long though as she felt something very unfamiliar pressing into her only to give a slightly pained grunt of her own when she felt a rather large mass enter her and&nbsp; expand to cause her a mix of pain and pleasure, her own end spiraling to a close but pushed over the edge once the knot reached its completion.<br><br>The woman’s back would stiffen, as her eyes shot open the black depths taking on a burning crimson color, a harsh cry leaving her lips and an overwhelming tremor shook her to the core…the witch seeing white explosions behind her eyes, the sheer bliss making her mute for a mere moment. Her nails raking down his back and&nbsp; stopping right above his pleasing rear,her legs trembling from where she had wrapped them around his&nbsp; hips to invite him deeper into her depths during his height of climax.<br><br>Once she was able to come down slowly from her own bliss, she could see pain etched on his face as he lay between her breasts, his breath harsh and fast as though he was struggling to maintain himself. Though she had not the voice for it right away, she would ask her voice raspy with desire still. “Elrath? What has happened?” Unsure of what else to say.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unhallowed Union (Amethyst Dreams &amp; TheDarkMiko)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Amethyst Dreams</strong> on <strong>12-02-2012, 14:19:04</strong>
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				Looking up at her through the golden veil of his hair, he locked his jade green eyes with the demoniac crimson one’s of the witch, and a thrill shiver tickled his spine, though whether of loathing or unwholesome delight at having coupled with such a magnificent female, he couldn’t tell.&nbsp; He could not yet withdraw from her, but he could still feel the last fading spasms of her own delight, and he groaned inwardly at the lewd sensation – a familiar reaction for women other than those of the elves, but still foreign to him.&nbsp; He placed his head back down upon her chest, her heart beating strongly within, and wrapped his arm beneath her waist and caressed her face warmly.<br><br>“Nothing serious,” he murmured as of one exhausted, “it was all simply all so different from what I had thought.&nbsp; Not unpleasantly though.”<br><br>He was not about to tell her that he felt the fierce pangs of a second longing, and perhaps this time not stymieing the deluge that should have been her entitlement.&nbsp; Another ineffectual tug of his hips convinced him that he was not about to leave her anytime soon.&nbsp; Instead, he pulled her onto her alongside him towards the fire where he could see her face.&nbsp; He twirled her hair around a finger and caressed her lips with the same digit.&nbsp; He could not regret the moment – they could only move ahead from there.&nbsp; Gathering her soft body into his arms, he pressed his lips to hers, arching her back slightly backward as he drank in the nectar of her lips.<br><br><hr><br>It was not until the early hours of the next day that he would awaken, the fire nothing more than grey cold ash, and the thin light of day streaming into the derelict building – a lethargic decay within which their robust vital bodies, entwined with one another, was a vivid picture of life.<br><br>It was a new day to be faced, but for now he kept the heat of her body close to his as he slowly drew his fingers down along her spine, committing the softness of her body to memory.&nbsp; They had come a long way. <em>He</em> had come a long way.&nbsp; He realised that there was no longer the turbulence of loss in his mind, but neither was there the peace of acceptance.&nbsp; Only the restless urge of life that seemed to place his heartbeat in unison with hers, for he was no longer aware of her heart and his – only one beat.<br><br>Though he felt this in a spiritual sense, for now their bodies had become two again, for the swell that made him a captive within her body had subsided.&nbsp; Looking down upon her face, he brushed aside a rebellious strand of hair so that he might look at her visage without interruption.&nbsp; The day yet awaited them, but perhaps... just for while longer...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unhallowed Union (Amethyst Dreams &amp; TheDarkMiko)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheDarkMiko</strong> on <strong>12-02-2012, 17:22:49</strong>
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				Murmuring a little at the answer she was given,she simply nodded and closed her eyes. She could feel something inside of him..his aura as though it was confused...no not confused..longing and wistful for some reason. Was he feeling regret..no..that was not it. It was a feeling of one who wanted something but was unsure how to go about it. What he could want from her she was unsure but would be willing to hear him out once he felt the need to share with her.<br><br>After sharing and intimate moment like this, there should be nothing he was worried about telling her. Her own body tired out after it's first time caused a yawn to escape her as she mused quietly."It was something pleasant for me...though not so much at first...but it is something that I can never find in my hear to regret. She was more than content to allow him to pull her closer to him and play with her strands in the warm light of the fire.<br><br>Her mind would be on the fact that they would have to press on tomorrow and wonder if things would be too much different between them now that they had explored and tasted each others delights. Those thoughts would be pushed away though as she felt his mouth capture her own and instead drifted into the bliss of the now. He was addictive and she was not quite ready to&nbsp; end it just yet.<br><br>---------<br><br>Once the morning had come,Sukikio would find herself shivering a bit form the now deceased fire and lack of heat. Her face would find itself buried in his chest seeking the heat there as she melded her body with his. It was also then that she noticed the feeling from the night before had subsided and she felt less full than before. He must have unknotted from her sometime during the night. It was a small relief yet...a longing for more in some small way. She felt as though he was&nbsp; holding something back and was unsure why.<br><br>She would lie in his arms enjoying his heat...until it was time to move out once more. After all, there was a mission to accomplish...but she was not quite sure what it was now.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unhallowed Union (Amethyst Dreams &amp; TheDarkMiko)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Amethyst Dreams</strong> on <strong>12-02-2012, 17:55:51</strong>
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				The depths of the forest hid the fact that the sun had now risen over the horizon, and all that filtered through was the hazy half-light that seeped within, but there was no mistaking that the dawn had risen and the two lovers had best begin the day.&nbsp; It only took Elrath a short while to set himself in order – a quick dive beneath the waters and the falls below them, he went about eating the rations he had brought with him, offering a share with her, which marked a departure from eating their own meals by themselves.&nbsp; In truth, he was not certain what was to be found here, but at least finding some clue as to the mystery of their pursuers was urgently needed.<br><br>“<em>Ruthyll Draenor</em> is immense,” he said presently as he unpacked a small leather wrapping of dried fruit.&nbsp; “If we are to find some information here, it would be best to see to the repository of knowledge, where hopefully time has not taken its toll and reduced the books and scrolls there to rotted parchment.&nbsp; With some time, and some luck, we may be able to find some information on the beast that plagued us some nights past.”<br><br>At the mention of the beast, he looked back down at her ankle where only smooth unblemished skin met his gaze.&nbsp; She had managed to make a full recovery it seemed, for which he was glad.&nbsp; “We are lucky we have run into no more of its ilk, but I have a strong suspicion that it will not be the last of it – we need to be ready at any given moment, as I suspect that the unseen hand of those who pursue us favour ambush rather than honest confrontation.”<br><br>In truth, he wished to speak of softer things with her, but it was also truth that they had little in common, other than a tempestuous whim of fate that had seen them thrown together in battle and now in bed.&nbsp; Figuratively speaking of course.&nbsp; He was realising now that he knew little about her, other than what small exchanges they had made.&nbsp; Nor were they in an appropriate environment for discourse of lighter nature – it was the time for pondering survival.<br><br>Despite this, he sat close to her, offering her the softer heat of his body against her, and kept his voice soft as opposed to the bravado he was formerly prone to exhibit before her.&nbsp; He was not pleased that he lowered his guard in her presence, but paradoxically he enjoyed it as well, an inconsistence that caused him no small measure of consternation.<br><br>When the time had come, he fixed the lion mane upon his shoulders, and beneath silk of his tunic, an oiled shirt of chain clinked softly.&nbsp; Setting the twin axes in leather hoops at his side, he was ready to once again move, the soft calfskin boots were barely audible against the floor and even the dirt and gravel outside as the once again resumed their journey.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unhallowed Union (Amethyst Dreams &amp; TheDarkMiko)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheDarkMiko</strong> on <strong>12-02-2012, 18:20:49</strong>
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				Sukiko knew that the intimate moments they had shared where at an end and now it was time to get back to business. She only hoped that he would not go back to being cold and somewhat cruel to her as it would actually bother her now. She had shared an intimate piece of herself with him, something that could never be taken back or gifted to another. So when he had offered her some of his food, she was a bit surprised and happy. It was after she had gotten herself cleaned up and ready for the day, a slight ache lingering in her loins that the warm water helped ease.<br><br>She was fine and ready to travel though, listening to him as she shared his fruit and offered some of her own supplies that consisted of bread and a few meats. She was not sure where they were going but knew that she trusted him and would follow him to see what they could find there. She knew that he was eager to find the source of the cause of their attacks, but she was not sure what they would find there and was a bit worried.<br><br>Would there be something there that they could not handle? Perhaps the source they were looking for? While she listened to him talk about the place and what they could possibly find there, she noticed his eyes travel to the former gash in her leg that was now a memory. She had healed well thanks to his help and now they could continue on a bit more cautious and knowledgeable about what to look for.<br><br>It was on this journey that she wished to know more about him as well as herself and what was to become of them. While she was not sure of what they future held in some small way she longed for him to be in it. When he moved to sit by her, she felt a small twinge of warmth and happiness that he was able to trust and let down his guard with her a little more and she vowed to do the same. After all she had let one fool her before but this time…this time she believed that she was doing it right.<br><br>She could trust him…she would let it all happen as it was meant to be. Her thoughts quiet as she donned her silks and the small tinkling belt of precious metal and stones, one of the only things that she had left to remind her of home and to keep her safe when she would need it most. Her own weapons that she kept stock of in the cave she had hidden proved good after her others where lost to the fight with the beast only days before. And good riddance…they were human made anyway. These were her own clan made and would serve her well.<br><br><br>Looking to him, she slowly put one foot in front of the other, the soft footfalls of her bare feet making no noise on the earth below as she followed."Then let us go...our destiny awaits."<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unhallowed Union (Amethyst Dreams &amp; TheDarkMiko)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Amethyst Dreams</strong> on <strong>13-02-2012, 15:34:25</strong>
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				Though he did not know the city personally, he was well acquainted with elven architecture of old, and so instead of treading the paved pathways upon the ground, they navigated through the passages that eventually put them upon the network of bridges high above the ground, and cunningly hidden from those below to disappear into the thick layer of leaves above.&nbsp; Thus, without having to take circuitous paths, they were able to cut the time in which they wondered.<br><br>It was only here, wandering through the upmost layers of the <em>Ruthyll Draenor</em> that the true extent of the ancient city became apparent, with rooms and houses woven into the very heart of the ancient trees, or strung on hidden platforms .&nbsp; Most of the ancient city was overgrown with vines and other foliage that could grow on things inanimate, but a distinct lack of vermin or rodents marked the difference between this abandoned city and that of others that had befallen a similar state.&nbsp; An unreal atmosphere seem to hang about the deserted pathways, as if the very air held its breath and the realm was caught in an otherworldly timelessness which resisted rot and left the land seeming as if the inhabitants had merely stepped out for a short while and was awaiting their return.<br><br>Compared to their travels previously, it was clear to see that there was a distinct change in Elrath, as of ease of familiarity, the sureness of his movements.&nbsp; Here in this ancient realm was where he was most at ease, flitting quickly, at times almost seeming to disappear from his companion’s sight, even when he was right at her side.&nbsp; Once, he even took up Sukikio’s hand in a strange display of thoughtfulness unseen in their previous travels.&nbsp; He did not betray his thoughts to her, though he often explained the directions they must take, or the function of some building they passed by.<br><br>Despite the placidity and collectedness of his demeanour, his thoughts were much closer to that of his companion and how their evening had last been spent.&nbsp; He was assailed by thoughts of her body, the softness of her skin, the dark lustre of her hair.&nbsp; When they overlooked wide expanses below, he found himself pressing against her from behind as he pointed below from beneath her arm, his lips close to her ear.&nbsp; As the midday hour approached, he called for a break, setting down their belongings, but also gathered her into his arms, lowering her upon a soft patch of moss and lowering his lips onto hers.<br><br>For the better part of an hour, he spent the time in soft and gentle exploration of her, his hands gliding over her in sweeping caresses, occasionally venturing beneath the silk of her robes to the smooth flesh beneath.&nbsp; The roar of a gigantic waterfall, drowned out all other sounds, filling the air with a shimmering sheen of moisture, through which the two lovers could be seen as they gently rocked in each other’s arms.&nbsp; When the time came to move once again, he took her by the hand and did not let go as he guided her along.<br><br>By the fullness of afternoon, they had reached the destination that Elrath had intended, and what appeared to be a vine covered cliffside was revealed, under closer inspection, to have been a library of open arches that overlooked the river in the ravine below, but now reclaimed by the vegetation that had formed a wall which closed it off to the outside world.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unhallowed Union (Amethyst Dreams &amp; TheDarkMiko)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheDarkMiko</strong> on <strong>13-02-2012, 19:50:58</strong>
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				Sukikio could not help but notice the change in the atmosphere as they began to travel. They moved from the original trek of the roads to find themselves in another place...another city of his people. But this was very different from what she had seen and just left&nbsp; before. This place instead of old decaying buildings covered in moss and vines, time ravaging it slowly, was still beautiful and frozen in time. It was as if the people who once lived there simply left with no trace and could return at any moment.<br><br>This place was completely in tact, the homes untouched by time still standing as they were built into the belly of the ancient trees that shadowed the place. There was a penetrating quiet that was both peaceful and eerie as she silently followed his every step, her eyes trained on the things around her. It was beautiful and sung with magic of time past, almost calling to her senses as she marveled on the people who had once occupied the place.<br><br>It also made her wonder....this place seemed so well guarded, so well hidden..why was it abandoned? Did the people simply die off or did they have to leave for for unknown reason beyond her understanding? It was something she would have to ask him once they had settled down for the night. There were questions..so many questions to be asked. As she learned more about him and his people, the more of an enigma they became. However, those thoughts would be brushed aside as the day wore on and she noticed that subtle but sweet gestures he was making towards her.<br><br>There would be the touching and holding of her hand as they walked sometimes as well as the many touches they shared as he would take a moment to explain or show something to her. His attention of her brought back the very fresh memory of what they had shared the night before and bringing a fresh blush to her cheeks. Though he had not changed his demeanor, nor opened up to her as yet,he was showing her that it was more than just a night of convenience for them both or a simple fling. That made her feel better to know that she was not used simply because she was there and his kind were gone.<br><br>She was not naive to the fact they were some of the very few that were left in this quickly coming age of man that still lived in the old ways and contained any sort of magic. Soon enough they would fade into history, becoming a simple footnote and then a myth. A rather poor way for people of power to end. Being an immortal would be trying on him as well as he would watch the world change and fade away to give way to more cities,more people..his lands, her lands..their cities all razed to the ground by time, never to rise again.<br><br>The thought was morbid but also something that would need to be discussed when the time came. In order for them to survive they would have to blend in...or find another way to live. To live through the centuries and know what you are...but hiding it from the humans. She smiled faintly. It was possible to do and easy enough to see in the future...but how would he feel? Or there was always the formation of a gate..a gate that would allow the separation of those of supernatural from the ordinary. They would basically have their own hidden world right here on Earth. Living&nbsp; next to the humans yet unseen.<br><br>All thoughts would be halted as they stopped for&nbsp; a break and she found herself swept up in his arms. They had found refuge under a clear and cool waterfall, the water splashing her with it's mist as she allowed him to explore her flesh as she took liberty to do the same with him. It was a quiet and intimate moment meant only for the two and whatever gods and goddesses might be watching upon the ancient city that would see the unlikely pair. Though all sweet things came to an end and after the moment, she would find herself once more lead along, his hand in hers as she held fast to the hand that gave her comfort.<br><br>It was that way they would arrive to something that gave her pause and a twinge of excitement. It was books...and lots of them. They had discovered the library of this city and here they could find answers to questions they had and most likely would need to know answers to in the future.&nbsp; Her heart would be pounding in her chest from sheer excitement even though her face would struggle to remain blank. That would not last long as she was not one to hide certain feelings very well and a smile broke out."It seems you have led us to a rather worthy treasure."<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unhallowed Union (Amethyst Dreams &amp; TheDarkMiko)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Amethyst Dreams</strong> on <strong>23-02-2012, 12:58:52</strong>
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				“Treasure, is it?” Elrath gave a chuckle.&nbsp; “Perhaps there is though I cannot say that I am one enthusiastic for books.&nbsp; Or at least not books such as we may find here.&nbsp; See here…”<br><br>Cutting through the screen of vines, he stepped to the nearest shelf within reach and selected a book at random, leafing through the contents.&nbsp; He frowned.&nbsp; Perhaps there were <em>some</em> books of interest, though whether he had the time to find them was something else entirely.&nbsp; Taking his eyes away from the pages, he glanced up at her and back into the pages.&nbsp; “Well it’s not as though we do not have time – but first let us see to the archives that are deep below our feet.&nbsp; If there is anything recorded in word about the abandonment of this refuge; that is where it will have been stored.”<br><br>“We must needs find…”<br><br>For a moment, Elrath stood dumbfounded.&nbsp; Behind Sukikio, upon the very bridge they had just traversed in order to get to the library, he saw an apparition.&nbsp; Or at least he thought he did.&nbsp; He was not distracted, nor did he blink, but the bridge was empty as it should have been, and there was no sign in the deep ravine below to indicate that anyone might have jumped or leapt to escape, nor was there any disturbance in the eddies of magic in this place – besides Sukikio and himself, there was nothing else here, or rather…<br><br>His hand fell heavy against the book case as sudden weakness seemed to consume his strength and placed his hand against his temples as he was assaulted by sudden cephalalgia, the book that he held falling to the marble floor from his nerveless fingers.&nbsp; Before she could query, he spoke to assure her, retaking his footing on shaky legs:&nbsp; “My apologies, but it seems that returning here after so long has taken a great toll upon me.”<br><br>It part, this was true; the desolation, the absence of his people, the ruin, and the almost forgotten feel of ambient magic that was absent from much of the world – but there was something else, like an angry beat, a pulse of urgency.&nbsp; He felt assaulted by sudden desire, much as he had the previous night when they had lain together, an inner compulsion that brushed aside his calm composure.&nbsp; He rubbed his eyes, if only to not to have to look at her, but her image seemed burned on the inside of his eyelids.&nbsp; The rush of sudden heat flushed his body, and it seemed that he felt the pulse of some great heart beneath his very feet, furious and vital, savage and unrelenting.<br><br>Almost as soon as it had started, it abated.&nbsp; He cast a quick look at Sukikio, into those dark bewitching eyes, before he was convinced that all that he had felt was something that had affected only him.&nbsp; With a shake of his head he pressed on: “Let us continue, there is little sense in lingering – hopefully we shall that which we need.”<br><br>For a very brief moment, the emerald of his eyes seemed flecked as though sprinkled of gold dust, but it may have been a trick of the light, for they were of clear jade the next.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unhallowed Union (Amethyst Dreams &amp; TheDarkMiko)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheDarkMiko</strong> on <strong>23-02-2012, 18:06:30</strong>
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				“Books have always been such treasures to me; they hold untold knowledge from both the past and the present to whoever is writing it at the time. There are several centuries of books here...maybe even thousands of years. There is no telling what might be in here but I am willing to guess that you will not leave disappointed.” She hummed a little to herself before going on.”I for one love them...they offered me a small comfort when I am alone and was on the road. I also learned a great deal about my people and our history…and now….” She shook her head. “Nothing…let us go on shall we?”<br><br>She would follow his lead and go through a few books here and there, eager to learn about him and his kind. There was so much to know and a few books were on simple history, some on spells, some even on cooking and a few that were written from personal points of view on everyday life there. To her it was exciting and opened a whole new world for her to explore, but that was not what he came for. Perhaps after they found it, he would allow her to make take a book or two or even return to read them. She had no home anymore after all and so she could go where she would. This place seemed to call to her in some odd way and she would heed its call.<br><br>Sukikio would clearly see the moment that something came over him and he was affected. He seemed to have been struck by some unseen force and though he halted her and told her he was alright, she knew better. There had been something and she was going to keep an eye on him. Though it had only been for a moment, she had seen a change in him…something hunger and possessive seemed to have taken him over. Whatever it was it was meant for him and not her as she remained unaffected, but she would watch him. She was not at all afraid or worried because she trusted him, but there was something there and it wanted him for some reason.<br><br>She could feel his eyes on her as if questioning was she still there and if she was for some reason okay. A wry smile would touch her lips as she mused. Something was here.<br><br>Maybe it wanted him to do something or to show him something? “Yes we should continue…there is much to see here and I cannot wait to see what your people lived through here. Also…” She moved over to him, placing her hand on his arm. “Never apologize for what you feel here. This was the home of your people, your ancestors...if they call to you…require something of you, it would be wise of you to heed them. I cannot sense them as they do not call to me…but the pulse of magic here was strong a moment ago…I know not why.” Giving him small smile of encouragement, she would give his hand a squeeze and turn back to the books.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unhallowed Union (Amethyst Dreams &amp; TheDarkMiko)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Amethyst Dreams</strong> on <strong>23-02-2012, 22:58:27</strong>
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				Elrath accepted her encouragement, returning the squeeze of her hand, her optimism lightening his heart, but when she returned to the books he returned his gaze to the surroundings.&nbsp; With the gentle streams of winds of magic blowing gently through the ether, there was a certain degree of comfort in being here, at least for him – for them both.&nbsp; The power that was fading from the world was something they both thrived upon; he by virtue of his being and she by practice.&nbsp; It may well have been that being suddenly exposed to such a sudden concentration of the magical ether had affected him quite profoundly.<br><br>She spoke of his ancestors, of heeding what they may have had to pass on, and yet no matter how much he thought so of it, that queer white figure struck a distinctive chill down his spine.&nbsp; For a moment he strained every sense of his to search for even tiniest quiver of malevolence in the air, but only the demon-touched aura of his beautiful companion was all he could feel.&nbsp; An errant thought came to him then – that which had assaulted them in the forest by the cover of night had not had such a feeling either, and it came to him with terrible realisation that he might have been looking for the wrong foe, for it was normal to seek evil or malice in an entity when trying to determine whether danger was near.<br><br>It was a slight fluctuation only he could have detected, the long tapered ears twitched and quivered for a moment: nearly a mile away, perhaps slightly less, saplings were being torn down, wood splintering, as though the surge of a flood was tearing its way towards them.&nbsp; Or perhaps giant bodies.&nbsp; Elrath needed no visual cue to tell him it was no flood that approached them.<br><br>“They’re here,” he all but whispered, “the beast from before; possibly more.”<br><br>They were ill prepared, and he was not himself.&nbsp; Taking her by the wrist he dragged her ungently after him, taking to the spiralling staircase the descended.&nbsp; It was dark below, but his eyes saw clearly into the gloom below.&nbsp; “We must reach below,” he grunted as another painful throb blurred his vision and made him stagger, “where the spaces are narrow and they cannot follow – we must descend into the archives and the catacombs.”<br><br>Scarcely had they descended, when the bridge upon which they had come splintered and from the cloud of dust a dreadful head thrust itself forth.&nbsp; Then another and another.&nbsp; Three of the hunting beasts had come after them this time and it was almost certain that it was beyond their power to deal with this many – Elrath and Sukikio’s teamwork had barely managed to prevail against one.&nbsp; Two would have taxed them to their utmost.&nbsp; Three together would be their death.&nbsp; “We must flee now and...”<br><br>Scarcely had they began to descend the stair when Elrath stopped to a faint clicking sound – not a sound to alert one to alarm, unless of course they had heard it before; the sound of clicking mandibles.&nbsp; Elrath brought his axe up, and the creature in the shadows stepped forward revealing a bloated body as large as ox, but set upon eight spear-like legs that stabbed into the ground with every step the grotesque giant spider took.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unhallowed Union (Amethyst Dreams &amp; TheDarkMiko)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheDarkMiko</strong> on <strong>23-02-2012, 23:20:33</strong>
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				She was not at all prepared for what he said next and the rather hasty exit he dragged her on. However, if he was right then there was no way that they would be able to face three of those creatures and leave there with their lives. Fleeing to a safer location was the best idea for now and as far as she could, he was leading her deeper underground to a part of the library that was yet to be explored. It was dark and she stumbled a few times until her own eyes would get used to the darkness that seemed never-ending in the winding place.<br><br>She would hear the awful cracking when the bridge gave way and the beasts showed themselves. But how did they get there and how did it know that they were there as well? Was someone following them and sending these beasts? But who and why? It was a question she hoped would have answers soon enough but for now, she was focused on Elrath and how he seemed to be affected by this whole thing. He seemed to have been in pain and that worried her quite a bit.<br><br>If he was unable to fight, then she would do what she could against the creatures as she was not ready to die and she was not about to let him perish either. “These creatures…how did they know to come here and why? Why do they attack us? First the one in the forest and now these three. Someone or something out there wants us dead and I am not going to give them the satisfaction.” She would be at the ready as well, her arrows drawn and ready to fire as a spider that was grotesque and large from age and the magic of the place showed itself to them.<br><br>“Come beast…if you wish to devour me, then you will earn your meal and I will not make it easy for you.” Her words taking on a muttered quality as the tip of the arrow began to glow with a bright blue light, ready to pierce the flesh of the beast.Looking to him for a moment, she nodded."Are you okay to go on?"<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unhallowed Union (Amethyst Dreams &amp; TheDarkMiko)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Amethyst Dreams</strong> on <strong>24-02-2012, 23:58:22</strong>
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				“It is rare that one would confront us so openly,” Elrath cautioned as subtly shifted the grip on his axe.&nbsp; “These beasts hunt by ambush an- look out!”<br><br>Sukikio found herself shoved away and hard enough that for a moment it seemed that she sailed through the air whilst Elrath was leaping into the opposite direction.&nbsp; Then gravity reasserted it’s presence and they crashed to the ground, even as another eight-legged horror came crashing down on the spot they had occupied only moments ago.&nbsp; The giant spider chattered hungrily, poison dripping from the mandible as they rubbed together.&nbsp; Then it began to advance upon her.<br><br>Elrath stood and prepared to spring and strike it down from behind, but became aware of the first and it gathered and hurled itself through the air at him.&nbsp; He only barely brought the flat of the axe up in time to shield himself from the hurtling bristle-haired body, before he was knocked sprawling.&nbsp; Using the momentum, he was back upon his feet in a single fluid motion and now leapt back at the creature.&nbsp; Having just landed, there was no way the beast could avoid the murderous downward cleave that split it in two, where it collapsed upon the ground, twitching in its death throes.<br><br>Not bothering to spare it a second glance, he legs coiled to rush to the defence of the witch, his desperation, and his newfound concern, making him forget that she was a competent shot and not prone to panic like a brainless girl.&nbsp; Before he could, their was a bone-grating shriek from above, and suddenly the stone roof rocked and buckled, spilling deadly debris onto those below.<br><br>“The beasts above mean to tear through to reach us!” he shouted over the bedlam.&nbsp; He cursed softly as his instinct for danger brought him spin about, axe lashing, and a second hairy horror fell dead upon the ground.&nbsp; Dozens of compound eyes greeted him as he scanned the shadows, the darkness harbouring yet more.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unhallowed Union (Amethyst Dreams &amp; TheDarkMiko)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheDarkMiko</strong> on <strong>25-02-2012, 03:56:26</strong>
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				Sukikio would find herself hurling through the air in a daze, stunned by the shove that Elrath had given her when he attacked the creature. She was unsure why he had done it but he had seemed to be panicked as if she was going to be hurt and he had to keep her safe.&nbsp; She had gotten her bows and arrows from where they had fallen from her hand,only to see that he had slaughtered one beast and then another before a sickening noise erupted and the sky above them opened to reveal more beasts, ready to consume them. <strong>"They come for us.."</strong><br><br>Her bow held tightly in her hand, she nocked the arrow and let it fly piercing one of the beasts, the howl terrible that left it's mouth. She had set the arrow to purify and it rapidly ate through the beasts body and dissolved it into dust that trickled onto them below. She would fire arrow after arrow, hitting as many as she could but rapidly depleting her energy was making it more and more difficult for her to focus after some time. <strong>"We have to hurry and find a way out of here...they are going to keep coming at this rate and while I can do my best, I can only do so much. They seem to be coming from thin air. Whoever is after us has great magic at their own disposal."</strong><br><br>She knew that they were outnumbered and that they would have to either take it up another notch or flee. There was no other way but she was not at all ready to leave this place. They had not found what he had come for and she was not going to let him leave without it. It would be a large risk but she was willing to take it in order to ensure that they had a chance, even if it was a slim one. <strong>"I can make a barrier...it can help get us out of here and above ground to allow us an advantage. It will also hold those beast back as well as purify them if they touch it at all."</strong><br><br>She was feeling a bit unsure about how long it could hold up under the pressure but there was no way that this trip was going to be a waste and they left empty handed.<br><br>Her quiver empty now, the bow would find it's home on her back once more as she focused her energy into a large concentrated ball that would glow faintly around her before spreading out soon engulfing him as well. <strong>"Come..I don't know how long I can hold this for the both of us,but we can fight our way out of here."</strong> The barrier would glow brighter as she began to focus her energy the barrier lifting him from the ground and slowly towards the slavering jaws of the beasts that yearned for their flesh. <strong>"We can strike from within the barrier but they will be dissolved if they so much as touch it so do what you can."</strong> Her face crumpled in concentration.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unhallowed Union (Amethyst Dreams &amp; TheDarkMiko)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Amethyst Dreams</strong> on <strong>28-02-2012, 13:26:49</strong>
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				"If you cannot guarantee keeping your barrier up, then we flee, not fight!" he gasped as the sudden frenzy of motion had taxed him.&nbsp; Without seeking consent, nor accepting protest, he scooped her over his shoulder as though she were a child, his fingers digging into her the soft flesh of her buttocks as he secured her and then was racing down the dark corridors of books.&nbsp; Over his shoulder, Sukikio could see the gathering horde of tittering eight-legged monstrosities.&nbsp; As they began to scuttle after them, the roof above suddenly caved in crushing them by the dozens, ushering in the grisly head of the serpentine beasts above that howled with bestial rage.<br><br>Only one spider attempted to stop them as it leapt from above, but a sheering stroke of Elrath's axe cleaved it in two, and the unchecked motion of their flight carried them clear of the blood and entrails that came showering down.&nbsp; Behind them, the spiders fled, even as they did, but the great wyvern-like beast paid these no head - snaking its body, it came headlong after them, its great bulk shattering the bookshelves and sending the ancient, priceless books in a shower of ruin.&nbsp; The great maw yawned wide and snapped as it came ever closer, the snake-like undulations of powerful coiled muscle easily outstripping what human or elven thews could accomplish, even when pushed to desperation.<br><br>But the end was in sight -&nbsp; the wall before them presented a dead-end, but Elrath did not stop or look for another route.&nbsp; The runes on the ancient axe in his hand glowed with white ghostly light and with an inarticulate roar, he slashed, sending brilliant silver arc howling at the wall, which shattered with a deafening blast as the compact mass of vines were sent flying like matchwood.&nbsp; Beyond the new opening, the gaping depths of a hundred foot chasm awaited them, and, reaching the edge, Elrath leapt with all the strength his overstretched muscles could accomplish.<br><br>Even as they sailed through the air, the opening in the vines behind them shattered even wider as the hideous head of the beast came roaring behind them, it snapping jaws only a hands-breath from seeress' streaming midnight locks.&nbsp; A great shriek split the sky as it came into contact with Sukikio's barrier, half it's face dissolving into dust.&nbsp; Elrath lashed with his axe, burying it inches deep into the edge of the cliff and clung desperately as gravity reasserted itself against his defiance of it and he was surprised that his shoulder was not dislocated by the ripping strain, though the agony was not less fierce.<br><br>Looking behind him, he could see that the beast had recovered from its missed attack and was preparing itself for another lunge.&nbsp; Taking Sukikio from his shoulder, he swung her in a great arching throw upon the ledge of the cliff above and kicked off from his precarious perch, wrenching the lodged axe free, even as the head of the beast smashed into the rock-face where his body had been only moments ago.&nbsp; Yet again, he found himself struggling with another one of these beasts in closer quarters than he would have preferred, as he clung on desperate as the monster strove to shake him free.&nbsp; The touch of the creature revolted him, for it felt like squirming, living rubber beneath his desperate fingers.<br><br>Raising his axe, he prepared to himself for the butcher's work ahead...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unhallowed Union (Amethyst Dreams &amp; TheDarkMiko)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheDarkMiko</strong> on <strong>28-02-2012, 16:07:13</strong>
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				She did not want to flee, but she knew his advice was sound at the moment considering everything that was happening. The place was coming down around them and they had to get out of there before they were killed. She was not at all happy at the way he tossed her over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes but that was something that could be debated over once they were safe. It stood to make her wonder though why he was treating her as if she was somewhat fragile. Why was he so worried? She had been fighting long before meeting him and could take care of herself…was he in doubt that she was capable? No…that was not it. <br><br>The place was filling with the monstrosities of spiders as well as the beast which almost killed them in the forest and had caused her to deplete her energy so much that it was all she could do to get them to safety to recover last time. They were a long way off from her little personal sanctuary though and she knew that if she had to teleport them back there injured that she would be in serious trouble. Not to mention all the travel time they would lose by going all the way back there. All of that would be on her mind as he ran with her, the rumbling sound snapping her out of it as she watched the ancient knowledge flying around a now ruined library.<br><br>The books were still salvageable though but they would only get to read them IF they got rid of these beasts and fast. It was all happening so fast, Elrath blasting a path for them to escape through after the beast was damaged by her barrier and how he tossed her to safety while he battled alone. There was no way she was going to let him do this alone, no matter the consequence. He had made sure she was safe and had taken to battling the beast below her. While she might be out of arrows and he was also out of the safety of her barrier now, she had to help somehow. She still had a sword and a dagger……and a large amount of hope.<br><br>With a burst of energy she drew the dagger and charging it with energy, her body lighting up with a soft blue hue she reared back and leapt….<br><br>She had to time it right or she was a dead woman. She would fall and take a massive damage from the fall or she would aim true and land right where she hoped. Right on the beasts back where she found herself revolted by the feel of her legs locked on the beast and not wasting a moment, she raised the dagger and plunged it straight into the spine of the creature pouring her purifying magic into it. She knew that he would probably scold her later about her foolish action but for now there was work to do. While she was distracting it from him as well as killing it from the inside, he could do what was needed. Once this beast fell, the others would pose less of a threat since this beast was obviously the pack leader.<br><br>Yelling at him over the roars of the beast, she hissed.”Hurry! I will do what I can but you must finish him.” She was burning through it at a rapid rate, much faster than she should have been but the risks was worth it if they escaped with their lives…or even if one of them did. She was not about to let him be extinguished as the last of his kind..not when his journey was far from over. She was purifying and tearing through skin and bone, the sound sickening as she dug in with her all, her knuckles growing pale as she held on her dear life as she was whipped around as the beast cried in agony. She was fast growing dizzy as she was whipped around and hoped that this would be the last time....or at least a very long time before they encountered another of these.<br><br>They had to get to who was doing this and why...and put a stop to it. With that and a hard enough jolt as the creature slammed around to get her off,she would finally lose her grip but her magic was doing it's work. She fell like in a daze as she left the creature's back, her body making impact with the solid wall as she looked at the chasm below, the darkness unforgiving and empty. She knew not if he could see her, but she gave him an almost rueful and bitter smile. She was not going to make it...but at least he would and could continue on. She had overtaxed her body and she was tired...she was not going to be able to save herself. The feeling of sadness filled her for a moment and then an acceptance as she fell into the abyss...<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unhallowed Union (Amethyst Dreams &amp; TheDarkMiko)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Amethyst Dreams</strong> on <strong>28-02-2012, 17:03:10</strong>
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				The moment she landed upon the beast, he felt a gnawing sickness in the pit of his stomach – whilst her skill with sorcery was considerable, he was not entirely sure of her proficiency in the arts of battle.&nbsp; And when she was finally flung free from the beast, the sudden wrenching horror in heart and despair as his grasping fingers missed her by inches, filled him with insurmountable grief and impotent rage, for he knew that there was no sense or satisfaction in quelling the fire of his anger on what was essentially a mindless beast.<br><br>Raising his axes and retrieving the other from his waist, he struck down again and again, shifting his footing easily as the beast attempted to shake him off.&nbsp; But he would not be shaken off.&nbsp; As he hewed it almost in half, the blood of the beast was once again alive with the sickening chorus of faces, but this time they reached for him, imploring, begging, cursing.&nbsp; Hacking at the malformed hands, a convulsive spasm of the great body unfooted him, his axes flung clear to fall into the chasm below and as his outstretched hand sought purchase, his fingers locked upon the hilt of what he recognised to be her dagger – the only reminder he had left not.<br><br>As his weight carried it down, tearing along, he kicked himself free just as the dagger had almost carved a path from the flesh of the creature and his outstretched hand found the edge of the cliff.&nbsp; The creature fell, dissolving before it ever struck below, leaving him to gaze into the darkness below, wherein the witch... where <em>Sukikio</em> had fallen and disappeared, engulfed by the shadows.&nbsp; He stared for a long while until the ache in his arm finally told him he was approaching the last dregs of his strength.<br><br>Heaving himself over the edge, the dagger seemed a meagre replacement for his twin axes, but he clutched it close as if it were the most precious thing he owned.&nbsp; It may well have been right then and there.<br><br><hr><br>He was not certain how long he lay there, but he knew he had fallen asleep, and almost instantly, he sprang up and scrambled to look over the face of the cliff.&nbsp; Nothing but the dizzying darkness below awaited him.&nbsp; His body was on fire, but he knew not the cause; some bruises and scrapes were all he had to show for the deadly struggle, but had contact with the flesh of the beast, or maybe its blood, wrought something sinister.<br><br>No, this was something from before, that strange feeling that he had had ever since he came here, that clouded his judgement, that led him to finally seize her in his arms and...&nbsp; For a moment he felt sick and his vision spun.&nbsp; He steadied himself and once again looked over the edge.&nbsp; He would have to find a way down, to at least see her fate for himself.&nbsp; He was still thinking of what he might do, when the <em>Pain </em>seized him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unhallowed Union (Amethyst Dreams &amp; TheDarkMiko)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheDarkMiko</strong> on <strong>28-02-2012, 17:33:32</strong>
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				Sukikio would find herself falling into the darkness, the roars of the beast echoing all around her as she dropped into the nothing. She was not sure when she would hit bottom...if there was one and she was not sure she would live when she did. All she knew that as she was falling was that she had failed. She failed her kin and she was going to die,leaving no trace of her or her kind. She would become a footnote in history and then a myth. Elrath would be alone to seek his fortune and finding one who would continue his line would be difficult...but she knew he would find a way. She would believe in him...and she was sure that he was upset that she had fallen but he would get over her soon enough....right?<br><br>The thoughts would echo as she fell, not wanting to let things end this way. She was no weakling and her clans-folk would be tormenting her in the afterlife if she allowed her end to come this way. It was honorable enough she went down fighting but there was still more to do. She had given her word to Elrath to aid him in finding a suitable woman to continue his line and have some heirs and she was going to fulfill her end of the bargain. After all...she had yet to earn a proper name for herself and though they were all dead, she would&nbsp; carry on as best she could.<br><br>With that in mind, she would dig deep into her drained loins for any spark of energy that would heed her call. It was weak...but it would have to be enough. Her magic along with an idea to use her sword that was strapped to her&nbsp; hip to dig into the walls to slow her descent would have to be enough. Not the best idea..but once in action it was working. The chasm was deep and dark and only the glow of her magic made any light in the dark place. It was mostly a void with a few ruined books here and there from when Elrath had blasted through the wall...at least she would die of boredom right away..but today was not a day she was dying anyway.<br><br>It would be a long way back up but she was going to climb her way out of there. The walls were jagged and she was going to be rather cut up when she was finished but she was getting out of there. Sukikio was not dying today...she still had work to do. Making her way to a wall, she placed her hands and began to heft herself up when a loud bag made her jump out of her skin. She was not sure if it was the beast...but then again it was a metallic sound and not the one flesh would make. That would be enough for her to pause and look to see what made such sounds.<br><br>When she saw..at first she was panicked....and when she did not see a body to follow the owner she began to laugh. Loud and long until she was out of breath. So..the creature had to be dead if the dust that followed was any indication. Well......now she had to get out of there. There was property to return and she would make sure that they were given back. She was not sure if she could carry such things since they were wielded by him but she would damn well try. Grasping each axe, she cradled them for a moment and murmured."We have to go..I am sure your master misses you very much....I shall return you to him." Carefully strapping the extra weight to her back as she once more gripped the rock and began the slow ascension to the light above.<br><br>She was not sure how long she would climb...as the darkness made her blind and if not for her faint blue glow and the glow of her eyes she would have been blinded. Her body felt weak and her legs like lead as she moved one hand and then the other...one leg and then the other. It was slow....and painful every muscle screaming at her to stop..to give up...but she had to go on. To her it could have been hours..days....her throat was dry and her stomach burned as it cried out to be fed from the energy she spent. She would have to give herself a treat after this...she had earned it.<br><br>She would not know when and how...but soon she would feel the air hitting her face as she got closer to the top, her hand reaching onto the mouth of the chasm, her long black nails digging into the earth as she tried with all her might to pull herself over the edge. But she was tired and she had no more energy left....she was slipping and scrambling...but she could not fall....she was at the top and she would not let him down....she could see him as she lifted her head over the edge...the weight of his weapons weighing her down. Could he see her?
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unhallowed Union (Amethyst Dreams &amp; TheDarkMiko)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Amethyst Dreams</strong> on <strong>29-02-2012, 20:22:32</strong>
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				When Sukikio's head finally peered over the edge of the cliff, there was no sign of the golden-haired Elrath; only the one dagger that belonged to her left on the ground.&nbsp; But there was blood there, in no small amount, and steaming in the chill air.&nbsp; There was only the roar of a distant waterfall and no other noise to disturb the primeval stillness.&nbsp; Though Elrath was not there, she was not alone in her presence.<br><br>There was a man there, or rather an elf to judge by his features and his ears, garbed in tattered white robes, as though moth eaten... over a great many years.&nbsp; He made no greeting at her appearance, offered no hand in assistance, but rather stood there in eerie silence and watched in silence as she brought herself upward.&nbsp; One by one, more disquieting features became apparent - the silver white hair, that hung over his face, was tarnished to a dirty grey; the haggard features upon a face that should have defied age.&nbsp; His lips were thin, almost a cruel line upon his face.&nbsp; An errant breeze shifted his hair from his face, for but a moment, revealing magnetic silver orbs whose stare struck her like a physical blow.&nbsp; But could he truly see her?&nbsp; The eyes were blank, as though severe cataract had afflicted them, and yet he stared straight at her unnervingly.<br><br>And in that gaze Sukikio could read neither mercy nor weakness in them; only a fire as alien and hostile like that which burns in the eyes of a tiger.&nbsp; "Woman," said he, "who are you to set foot in this, the oldest home of the <em>Queltessir</em>?"<br><br>The language was human, but the tone was not - like terrible dirge of a bell of brass tolling at midnight.&nbsp; Only a fool would not recognise the terrible danger of being in the presence of this lone emaciated figure.&nbsp; He seemed to partake of the decay that had stolen over the entirety of <em>Ruthyll Draenor</em>, yet were the land seemed to have been trapped in the enchantment of timelessness, the decline of the kingdom ensorcelled in a fey slumber, the figure in white seemed to embody the rot and crumbling death that the city might have otherwise suffered had it been reared by human hands.<br><br>"Speak," he commanded in a low hiss that was fraught with all the menace of rearing serpent, holding out his hand in a bizarre gesture, his bony fingers reminiscent of an upturned spider.&nbsp; His rasping voice told that he would brook no insolence from the witch of midnight hair, having taken the measure of her power and found nothing that need endure him fear - but his voice and manner was more than suggestive that she should have much reason to dread him.&nbsp; If she were wise.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unhallowed Union (Amethyst Dreams &amp; TheDarkMiko)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheDarkMiko</strong> on <strong>29-02-2012, 20:42:16</strong>
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				Sukikio would not be sure what to feel when she saw that Elrath was nowhere in sight and she was left to deal with an elf that clearly looked deranged. He could try to harm her and while he outmatched her in power, there was no way she was going to go down without a fight if need be. She had just used all she had to climb out of that abyss and so there was no energy left to defend herself with. For now she would answer him and then pose a few questions of her own. Looking at him in a somewhat defiant glare she shook her head, her eyes changing rapidly.<br><br>Who did he think he was to treat her as if she was some kind of trespasser or taint on the land? He looked downright unpleasant and cruel and while she was thinking of how to get away from him if need be she would humor him for now. Making her voice as strong as possible, she spoke. "I am Sukikio...last of my line of witches and mikos and I set foot here because I come with Elrath..last of the..well I thought who was the last of the <em>Queltessir</em>. I bond myself to him and I shall see through to my word.Now who are you and what have you done to him?"<br><br>Her eyes boring into the figure in front of her. While she respected great power and wisdom,she was not going to be bullied by the likes of him and she had no idea what he had done to her companion and if he was alive. The stench and tang of blood was hot and heavy and made her stomach turn slightly. If he was dead or beyond her help,she was not sure what she was going to do. The twin axes would still be strapped to her back as well as her sword to her hip as she looked worse for wear after her long climb.<br><br>She was unsure if he was real or if he was a specter from long past but either way, she would have answers as well. The hum of power from his weapons seemed to burn into her flesh as she kneeled upon the earth, her face and body smudged with dirt and blood from the fall. He made her skin crawl and she hoped with everything in her that she just was seeing things and sh would wake up any moment, Elrath would be there and they would be somewhere they were safe and okay.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unhallowed Union (Amethyst Dreams &amp; TheDarkMiko)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Amethyst Dreams</strong> on <strong>03-03-2012, 12:50:51</strong>
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				If Sukikio’s words meant much to him, he did not vouchsafe any indication that he had considered them.&nbsp; With alacrity and a vigour that seemed out of place on such a decrepit figure he rounded quickly upon the witch. &nbsp;“Fool and desecrater,” he rebuked angrily, “you...”<br><br>At the sight of the axes that she carried, he stopped, or rather his momentum slowed until he came to a stop, peering at them.&nbsp; “Thief as well,” he concluded, but this time with a wicked smile – the first she had seen on him and not at all pleasant.&nbsp; “To take into your possession <em>Lanthir</em> and <em>Ulnafar</em> is the greatest mistake of your profession, little robber – see to it that you dare not part with them ever again, for as their owner, know that they are cursed and only fools dare to claim ownership to the twin furies!&nbsp; Woe to those who ignore the attention of the beasts of rage!”<br><br>He threw back his head and gave out a ghastly laugh, his mirth shaking his entire frame, and echoing loudly in the empty spaces.&nbsp; Still laughing he left her there without chance to respond, evidently believing that some terrible fate had been sealed for her, and walking to the edge of the precipice he leapt downward, his laughter still ringing, even louder now in the tight confines.&nbsp; But though the silver one disappeared into the darkness below, his laughter did not fade with him – it seemed to magnify even louder and louder until it roared from all around her.<br><br>As horribly as it had begun, it stop as abruptly as a bubble bursting upon a pin.&nbsp; Only the distant roar of falling waters was heard once more, leaving the witch alone upon the sward, the twin axes at her side, the dagger on the ground beside the pool of blood.&nbsp; That was all.&nbsp; The weight of solitude seemed to crush down, and in this desolate place it was easy to believe a calamity had befallen the world and she alone was the sole survivor.<br><br>Long minutes passed, then the minutes into the hour, but still there was no sign of life now; though it had been bursting only moments ago – Elrath, the crawling spiders, and the strange beasts that tracked them: all gone, as though swallowed up by the seclusion and desolation.&nbsp; Then the silence was broken by a long forlorn howl somewhere in the distance.&nbsp; It was an unchancy thing that an animal should have found its way into this hidden vale, but there was no doubt that she was not alone anymore.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unhallowed Union (Amethyst Dreams &amp; TheDarkMiko)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheDarkMiko</strong> on <strong>03-03-2012, 19:36:56</strong>
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				Sukikio would only watch as the man seemed to completely lose it and go mad, rounding on her and hailing her with curses. He accused her of being a thief and said that she would now be cursed before running and jumping into the abyss. She had opened her mouth to retort, to tell him that she was not a thief and that he was an old fool and wrong but the chance never came. It was as if he was a specter sent to torment her and now she was alone and without a single clue as to what happened to Elrath. The laugh was loud and haunting,making her press her hands to her ears and crouch into the earth to dull the sound.<br><br>It was as if she was surrounded by madness and she was the only sane thing left. Thankfully enough, the sound would fade as abruptly as it began&nbsp; leaving her to the quiet of nature as she had been before and a lot more lost and confused. What was she supposed to do now? She was alone in this strange place and she would have to find her own way out. She was severely drained and would be at the mercy of man or beast that came her way unless she by chance pulled out some inner strength to fight. But..<br><br>there was no way she was going to stay here and let some creature find her. No..she was going to get up and find away out of here as well as keep her eyes open for Elrath. She believed...she had to believe that he was out there and was alive. Maybe he was not dead..she hoped. The thought gave her a painful, crushing feeling in her chest that she refused to believe in. He was stronger than that..he survived a war to be the last and there was no way his story ended like this. She refused to let it be so. She would find him, they would go on and all would be as it should be when she helped him fulfill his destiny.<br><br>Besides, she had his weapons and they had yet to be returned to him. Surely, she could not keep them and nor could she leave them behind. They were all she had left and he would be sore pressed when she found him and she had left them behind for fodder. So getting up off of the ground with a grim look of determination, she was ready to set out. Her legs felt like a combination of lead and noodles, but they would carry her one step at a time. She was feeling a bit hopeful...and she had retrieved her dagger, holding it close and yet disgusted by the blood. <br><br><br>Hopefully it was not his but that would have to wait as a sound..a cry was heard in the distance. With a sudden speed she had not a moment ago, she was fast on her feet and towards the sound to see what was to be found. It sounded like a wounded animal...maybe it was Elrath and he had stumbled upon a beast and wounded it and was still there with the beast. She would go to find him...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unhallowed Union (Amethyst Dreams &amp; TheDarkMiko)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Amethyst Dreams</strong> on <strong>03-03-2012, 20:06:20</strong>
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				Without Elrath to direct her, the labyrinthine paths of <em>Ruthyll Draenor</em> it was only a matter of time before she found herself travelling in circles – the architecture of the elves was not at all like that of other peoples.&nbsp; But it was not before long that the sounds she had heard had receded, leaving her once again in that lonely otherworldly realm.&nbsp; The darkening of the already dim light that filtered through the heavy canopy told that noon had come to an end and now the dusk of evening was setting in, yet there was still no sign of any other living except for her.<br><br>As the darkness of evening crept in, leaving the ruins of the ancient refuge of the elves bathed in its own ethereal lights, she was to come face to face with the other that now dwelt here.&nbsp; There was no call, no sign, yet the night suddenly grew tense and the forested ruins held its breath.<br><br>Something moved in the blackness under the trees before her.&nbsp; Then from the shadows, another lighter shadow detached itself from them and came swiftly and silently, running low.&nbsp; At first it was hard to tell what exactly it was that had chosen to come at her, for its shifting nature thwarted the attempts of what little light fell upon it, but when it was out of the shadows in full view, then she saw it.&nbsp; At first it seemed to be some enormous wolf had stalked out of its den to defend its territory, but there were pronounced differences between a wolf and this beast.&nbsp; With a body the size of a large pony, it took only a moment to notice that the forelimbs ended in black-clawed hands rather than the paws of a true animal, and no animal had ever possessed such a spark of intelligence, or of malice, as could be seen in the eyes of this beast.&nbsp; The shaggy white fur of the beast seemed luminescent in the faith witch-lights of the city lending it a ghostly ethereal aspect.<br><br>It inspected her, surveyed, and suddenly reared upon it’s hind legs standing as a man stands, not the momentary rearing of an animal in clumsy fashion.&nbsp; A savage howl escaped the beast as its head was thrown back, arms spread, claws unsheathed.&nbsp; It sank down again on all fours, and with terrifying speed bounded at the witch, foreclaws outstretch to seize her, the canine mouth agape, its eye wide with terrible fury.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unhallowed Union (Amethyst Dreams &amp; TheDarkMiko)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheDarkMiko</strong> on <strong>03-03-2012, 20:24:42</strong>
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				Sukiko would find herself going in circles which did not at all help the foul mood she was now in. The light was fast fading and she was growing more and more weary as time went on. The eeriness of the place after twilight was somewhat frightening to her, one whose own line came from darkness. How odd. It was after she had taken a moment to rest that she saw something moving in the shadows. It seemed like it&nbsp; had found her whatever it was and she had a cold feeling that it was not Elrath,nor anything that meant her well.<br><br>She would not have much time to react as the beast showed itself to her once it had decided that she was it's target. It was something that she had never seen before and felt like it had an eerie connection to her in some odd way. It was no simple&nbsp; beast, that she could tell right away. It seemed to be quite focused on her and smart as it tore at her with a rage she was left breathless&nbsp; by. Though she was curious,she was no fool and she would have to flee. She was already overtaxed and had no more to go on but she could not lie there and be killed as well. Whatever this was,it may well have gotten&nbsp; Elrath as well and she would have to find a way to escape it or stop it in order to go on and see where her missing companion was.<br><br>She was long out of arrows and her bow itself was useless as well as lost to the creatures when they first began to flee. There were his weapons upon her back but she had no idea how to wield such things and they were to heavy for much else than to be carried by her. Her sword would be useful but how much advantage did she have with the extra weight, fatigue,hunger as well as being lost and alone on her side? The beast would be on her before she had a good enough chance to slash and hopefully damage it enough to make some kind of escape. All that was left...was her dagger.<br><br>It would have to do. It was still covered in blood,now drying and becoming sticky on the blade. It was a small chance she would have to chance and taking the thing, she hurriedly sliced her own flesh with it, muttering a quick spell that she hoped would work. Aiming as true as she could as the best advanced,she threw the thing hoping against hope that it hit the mark and that her energy as weak as it was would be enough just this once. Her own blood on the dagger along with her spell was one that would hopefully petrify the beast for a bit of time, so that she could at least run. What she would not do to have Elrath with her here. She felt lost and in a slight despair..but she would go on. Until she found him and a way out..or until this place swallowed her to be lost to time.
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