The elf of Kal Meltrun - Brandon & Cecily
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				Title: <strong>The elf of Kal Meltrun - Brandon &amp; Cecily</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>26-05-2010, 07:10:28</strong>
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				The Raker mountains had stood as a testament to the unforgiving wrath of mother nature herself for time immersurable. Five years ago Kas, the emerald mage had come to these snow covered peaks where wind blew with the force of a hurricane and were little life could survive. He built the fortress of Kal Meltrun, a massive structure with walls so high no siege tower could reach the ramparts, but in the center was not some massive keep but a single tower that extended into the heavens. Its walls going so high that it disappeared into the clouds. It was forty miles from the nearest villages, sixty from the nearest trade towns, and yet so remote that no country would think it worth claiming as theirs<br><br>Today he stood at the very top of his tower and looked out at the top of the overcast sky. He was a tall man with a seemingly skinny build with long stark white hair that blew with the wind as he surveyed the sky. His dress was intricate, having worn a makeshift robe that was cut so it would show his powerful legs and arms. Yet his hands and feet were still covered in thick light green clothes that protected him from the elements His legs and arms were likewise covered by a deep emerald green cloth that was close against his skin, revealing toned limbs beneath. <br><br>For a moment he mused if this was how god felt when he surveyed the kingdom of heaven and it made him laugh that, if only for a moment, he fancied himself a god. However some might agree with that sentiment, he was a mage and held arcane power that rivaled the power of armies, they were mistaken but from their point of view mages were likely the closest thing to gods they would ever know till the reaper came for them. However today he would meet such a woman again. Two weeks prior he had been in the nearest trade city, Willisford, and while doing his shopping he encountered that cute little minx of an elf. Down on her luck, with no options to her, he took pity on her and gave her a simple job of cleaning, cooking, and providing aid in his tower. In exchange she was given room, board, and a generous amount of spending money at the end of each month. She would arrive today along with the merchant that delivered supplies every week and with her presence it seemed as remote as Kal Meltrun was, it would finally feel like a place for people instead of just his home. <br><br>He had already prepared a room for her on the first level, near his own. He could find her easily that way, for until he decided to invite others and inspire trade with his tower they would be the only ones around for miles. It would be nice to finally have someone else to speak to, even if she were a servant.<br><br>Things were looking up indeed.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The elf of Kal Meltrun - Brandon &amp; Cecily</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecily</strong> on <strong>26-05-2010, 14:18:56</strong>
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				Finding a job was never fun for Avarein. She had to post notices on boards and similarly respond to some of those requests, but it was always a pain. There was usually some type of interview prior to getting the job - if there wasn't it usually implied that her employer did not have that much cash, or expected her to do<em> something else</em> - which she had never enjoyed. Even as a job as a maidservant, people always looked at her as if she were lesser, or a slab of meat. It did not help her maintain her temper.<br><br>Surprised was a word that described Avarein when a rather wealthy looking mage offered her a position in his tower as a maidservant. He had money, and while he looked arrogant like most mages, Avarein could deal with that. She really did not like mages and their arrogance. She had worked as a maid for another mage once, but he was lesser of power and older in age. He had tried to grab her rear which earned him a quick shove, resulting in a broken leg. Avarein fled <em>that</em> scene rather quickly. <br><br>Having to move around so often, Avarein did not have many friends. It was easy for her to befriend other elves and people of her position, but she had to leave cities so often that she rarely spoke to them again. She was used to a solitary life, simply trying to survive in a world that wasn't fond of her race. <br><br>She left for the strange mage's tower with the merchant that delivered supplies every two weeks. It was very remote, and Avarein knew that it must be very cold in the winters, being so close to the mountains. Thankfully, it was still autumn, with red, brown and golden leaves hanging off all the trees and crunching under her stout leather shoes. She had worn one of the two dresses she owned. This one was a thick wool dress, dyed blue, that protected her from the cool gusts of wind. The other was a thinner brown linen, now stored in a small pack on her back.<br><br>Avarein had little in terms of possessions. The fancier clothing that she stole when fleeing her positions, and the little pay she received (if she got paid at all) she often spent on food when she had no current job. Or, she would spend it on the few luxuries she could afford. An old and battered hairbrush, a pair of torn slippers, a book, crumpled papers, and a quill and ink pot. Avarein was trying to improve her reading and writing skills, the latter not going so well. She still tried, though.<br><br>After the long time to the tower, Avarein hopped off the end of the supply cart that she was grateful the merchant had offered her. At least he didn't give her a terrified look that she may dirty up his merchandise simply by sitting near it. <br><br>The girl followed the merchant who was obviously used to the delivery and this strange building. He knocked on the door - just twice - and then waited patiently. How the mage could hear the knock if he was at the top of the tower was beyond her, but Avarein knew that mages had many little tricks. <br><br>This man obviously had some money, and running away would not be as easy as before, so Avarein hoped that she could bite her tongue and try to get comfortable here. She did not know what this mage was like, and couldn't help but feel some childish excitement as meeting him. Yes, she had spoken to him briefly in Willisford, but she barely knew a thing about him or his personality. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The elf of Kal Meltrun - Brandon &amp; Cecily</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>27-05-2010, 06:48:18</strong>
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				The knock on the double doors of Kal Meltrun's doors echoed through the air, into the mountains, and beyond. He stood at the top of the tower and picked up the sound easily, knowing exactly what it was. Smiling he took a few steps forward and off of the tower, letting his body plummet toward the ground like a stone. The ground quickly approached, faster and faster till it seemed like his life might end but he spread his arms outward and whispered a few words in the language of the arcane before his body slowed till he could set foot on the ground safely. <br><br>He walked toward the double doors and took a moment to pull the left one inward. They were heavy though, weighing hundreds of pounds, but they seemed to move as easy as the front door of a village elders home. Once again the wind blew hard around them, tossing back his stark white hair as he stood there, dressed in green and standing there with a pleasant and welcoming smile on his face. <br><br>He took a few steps forward and shook the traders hand. "Welcome back to Kal Meltrun Mr. Rais. Please bring in your goods and place them in the usual place."<br><br>The man shook the mages hand warmly and nodded "Aye, Ill get right on that. Also I brought yer servant. I'll let ya get aquainted whiles I get ta work." he replied before stepping foot back onto the wagon and bringing it inside. <br><br>Kas stood there, reaching up with one gloved hand to brush away a few hairs that hung in front of his ears. He looked directly at the young elf girl and offered her a handsome smile while extending the other hand as if to shake her own. "Welcome to my home miss, it is a pleasure to see you again. I believe your name was...Avaren? Is that the proper way to pronouce it?" he said sweetly. He semed polite and good natured, the exact kind of man that servants would hope to serve.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The elf of Kal Meltrun - Brandon &amp; Cecily</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecily</strong> on <strong>27-05-2010, 21:56:41</strong>
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				The sounds of autumn echoed throughout the forest as Avarein stood there, awaiting the mage to appear. She could sense something around her, as if it were prickling her skin ever so slightly. Perhaps it was magic. Once it was said that elves were the most powerful race in all the land, building wonderfully huge and beautiful empires. But those were all stories, allegedly from thousands of years ago. There were stories of renegade elves that ventured back to the forest to embrace who they once were, and back to magic, but Avarein was not sure if she believed that.<br><br>Avarein squinted as a cold gust of wind buffeted her, just as the door to the magnificent tower opened, and that strange looking man was there. He was handsome and tall, with that peculiar long white hair, but Avarein thought he looked a little thin. Mages tended to be either thin or fat, she had observed. And arrogant, too.<br><br>The elf's mouth twitched slightly at the merchant's referral to her as a servant. She preferred maid or handmaiden, but she realized arguing over the semantics would be futile. Especially when she had just arrived here. <br><br>Avarein craned her head up to look the mage in the eye, as was considered polite for humans. It seemed unnecessary to her but she'd rather not look like a rude fool. At least he called her 'miss'. That earned him a brief smile - one that was innocent and cute. "My name is Avarein. Pronounced like Ahv-ah-rein. I believe your name was Kas, correct?" He seemed kind enough, so that earned another innocent smile from Avarein. She was a bright girl, and could use her more 'noble' vocabulary when she wanted to and wasn't angry. It was pretty easy to learn how to speak like those of the higher class if you listened and copied them. It served its purpose.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The elf of Kal Meltrun - Brandon &amp; Cecily</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>28-05-2010, 04:30:44</strong>
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				"Ahv-ah-rein" he repeated, letting the syllabuls fall of his tongue just as she had pronounced it. After a moment he gave her another kind smile and nodded slowly "The phonetic's may take some time to learn but I will endevor to say it correctly...but you are correct, my name is Kas Modelle and in some circles I am known as Kas, the emerald mage but please just refer to me as Kas. I dislike formalities." he said sweetly. He took a step to her right side, as his left hand and arm seemed to sweep under him in front of his stomach, ending up in a pointing position toward the tower. "Now Miss Avarein, please feel free to come in and out of the cold. I'm sure you have questions about your position here and I feel that discussing them by a warm fire and with a hot cup of tea would be a more pleasing setting. Dont you agree?"
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				Post by: <strong>Cecily</strong> on <strong>28-05-2010, 22:15:09</strong>
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				Avarein couldn't stop herself from smiling pleasantly at the man. Most of her previous employers had not even bothered to ask her name, much less try to pronounce it properly. They simply called her maid, servant, or girl, none of which Avarein particularly enjoyed. An emerald mage seemed like an interesting title to own; she would have to stifle her curiosity on that. Or simply rifle through his belongings, that was always easy and exciting to do when her employers weren't looking. Maids saw more than anyone would think.<br><br>It was a little chilly, and she was eager to see the inside of this interesting tower. "That sounds quite pleasant, thank you." Avarein chuckled happily. Hopefully the man wouldn't make <em>her</em> make the tea on her first day after a long trek. She took graceful steps into the tower, slowly, as to let Kas take the lead once she was inside. Avarein had an inkling that she could get lost in a place like this easily. Mages always seemed fond of making things overly complex. 
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				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>30-05-2010, 03:30:42</strong>
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				The layout of the tower was simple, the first floor being made as a living area for himself, the servants, and his guests. The walls were six inches thick, made of granite bricks that had been carefully sculpted so they were as smooth as glass and every twenty feet there was a small glowing stone set in to provide light. He lead her down a hallway stopping in front of what looked like a well before stopping to look back at her. "The well, there is an underground river running beneath the tower. This was why I chose this place for the tower rather then a few of the more sturdy places." He pushed the bucket over the side, waiting till they could hear the splash and then hoisted it upwards, setting the full bucket of water by the side.&nbsp; before he pointed toward the closest door to their left. "Thats the kitchen, could you grab the teapot and glasses?" he said politely. 
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				Post by: <strong>Cecily</strong> on <strong>31-05-2010, 23:14:29</strong>
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				It was a beautiful building, she had to admit. It was warm feeling, and open, and while Avarein feared getting lost in the place, at least she'd be intrigued by the elegance of it. She was also glad to see that there were some kind of lights stationed throughout the tower; Avarein lost count when her employer demanded something of her in the night, which led to many stubbed toes and curses. It seemed quite helpful to be a well beneath the Tower, as well. It would be more convenient, although lugging buckets of water around wasn't her favourite duty as a maid. <em>Everyone has to make sacrifices in order to survive</em>, she reminded herself. <br><br>Avarein felt like flopping on the ground and sighing dramatically, but decided that would be most unwise. Okay, perhaps he wasn't the dream employer that she wanted, but he seemed well enough. Getting teapot and the cups wouldn't kill her. She smiled at him pleasantly, although it did look a little forced. <em>At least he asked nicely, you fool girl.</em> That made her smile seem a little more genuine. "Of course."<br><br>She opened the door to the kitchen, a room that she always had to become accustomed to in her line of work. Avarein used to be a terrible cook and not very serene when it came to cleaning, but she had learned. Oh, she had been forced! After breaking a man's teapot clumsily and getting quite the beating from him, she had learned to be far more careful, and learn balance. Cooking had been easier, at least. It wasn't too much of a mess, but Avarein knew she'd have it sorted out soon enough. It was easy to find the teapot, teacups and the jar of different teas. Sitting them down neatly on the tray, Avarein walked back to the mage. "Where would you like me to set this down, and boil the water?" Avarein did seem a little shy when asking. She always felt uncomfortable when she was expected to serve and was not sure what to do or where to go. 
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				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>03-06-2010, 07:58:28</strong>
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				By the time she had returned he had hoisted up two buckets of water, and waited patiently for her. He gave her a smile as he picked them both up and started to walk, saying "The living room. Its this way, just follow me." He lead her about halfway down the central hallway and stopped at one of the oak doors which he pushed open with a foot before proceeding inside. <br><br>It was a beautiful room with a fireplace set in it and several pieces of padded oak furniture. The ground was carpeted with a deep red color and that had a floral pattern sewed into it and the walls were covered in elaborate oil paintings of scenery. <br><br>Kas took a moment to set the buckets down by the fireplace and then placed one log in it before he held out his open palm. With a whisper the wood ignited in a brilliant flash, warming the room. Once that was done he moved over by a pair of chairs with a table between them and sat down. "This is the living room, where I tend to my geusts and do all manner of things. I can usually be found in here."
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				Post by: <strong>Cecily</strong> on <strong>04-06-2010, 00:46:35</strong>
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				Avarein followed obediently, and found herself quite eager to learn of all the rooms in this building. Of course she had worked in well-furnished homes before, but this place had an air of mysteriousness to it, and she was sure there were many interesting things to see, too. A maid had to clean up after her employer; so what if she accidentally sneaked a few peeks at papers that she was cleaning <em>around</em>? It was merely coincidence. She smiled slightly when she saw the living room. It would be the perfect place to curl up on the soft carpet in front of a warm fire...well, perhaps when <em>Master</em> Kas was out of his tower. Employers never liked to see a stationary maid.<br><br>Seeing magic done in front of her, however minor, still put a little bit of awe in Avarein. Besides, it was always nice when she did not have to fumble with a match or poke the coals to get the fires roaring. "A lovely room, Master Kas," Avarein said politely. It was fine to use master as a title in front of their name, but she disliked when she was forced to just use master; that irked her. <br><br>She took one of the sturdy metal teapots made for placing over a hearth and scooped a decent amount of water in it from the buckets, then placed it over the fire. Avarein had taken a while to learn how to do this, too -- once when she was young she put one of the fancier teapots over the fire and destroyed it. That had earned her quite the punishment. <br><br>The girl took one of the thick mits used for handing objects from the fire, waiting patiently for it to grow into a healthy boil. "You live here alone?" Avarein attempted to make friendly conversation. 
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				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>04-06-2010, 05:53:25</strong>
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				He leaned back in the cushioned chair and pulled the long gloves from his hands, setting them down on the table in front of him as she asked his question. He looked up and shrugged for a moment "Yes and no. The only permanent resident is myself and I suppose you as well, or at least as long as you work here. I also have four other companions that may come and go as they please. Im sure you'll meet them in time. The merchant you met also comes by every week. He is free to stay the night if he likes. That said, there are a dozen different guest rooms and I will need you to keep them ready. I dont imagine that there will be much to do beyond a quick dusting every few days."<br><br>He set his hands down in his lap as he watched her make the tea. Sitting there as he thought about what they could talk about. "Im sure you have questions correct? Please ask them, I would like you to go over everything that is of importance to you."
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				Post by: <strong>Cecily</strong> on <strong>05-06-2010, 01:04:02</strong>
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				The thought of companions brought many thoughts to Avarein's mind. Hopefully he did not mean the concubines; that always made things awkward. She had befriended many prostitutes in the past, but having them work in her employer's home was always quite awkward. Men could be such lecherous fools, and expecting her to clean the room while they attended to the other hired woman...the thought brought heat to her fair cheeks. Yes, hopefully they'd be other mages, and nice ones, at that. Not having to do much work besides dusting sounded appealing. Her eyes brightened a little too much at that -- Avarein tried to hide the fact that she was a <em>lazy</em> maid. "What does a maid do around here when there is no work for her to attend to?" Avarein asked neutrally.<br><br>The girl knelt down and brewed the tea, pouring it into the two cups and handing one to Kas. She took a seat beside him and sighed happily at being off her feet in a comfortable chair. "I do have a few questions, I admit," she hid her smile as she took a sip of tea. "Do I have any set amount of time when I am allowed to return to the city to buy anything? I couldn't bring much with me, so it would be convenient to return there eventually to purchase some clothing, and other luxuries." The thought of buying luxuries was unheard of prior to this job, but Avarein knew that this mage was going to pay her a generous amount, enough to buy some pretty things. 
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				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>06-06-2010, 00:58:06</strong>
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				Kas took the teacup, making sure to say "Thank you" as he brought it to his lips to take a sip before setting it down on the table and adding a spoonful of sugar to the mix. "Your main duty is to see to the cleanliness of my home, but I will also need you to prepare baths, cook meals, and attend to my guests needs. The companions I told you about will likely be the only guests I have often and they're very self sufficiant. Occasionally I will leave on trips with them that might last a few days to a few weeks, at those times you may feel free to return to Willisford to purchase whatever you like, but Im sure the merchant that delivers goods could also get ahold of everything you need and brings it here with his supply drops...that comes to another point that I feel I need to discuss. Knowing how important it is to some people Im willing to give you a single religious day each week"
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				Post by: <strong>Cecily</strong> on <strong>17-06-2010, 21:00:11</strong>
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				Avarein smiled happily at the man. This seemed to be quite the good job. Of course, doting on guests and cooking and cleaning weren't her favourite duties, but she was used to them by now, and he did not seem to ask anything too demanding of her. The fact that typically she'd only have to care for him was also nifty. And, she was able to return to the town and ask the merchant to deliver items she wanted to purchase. This wasn't so bad after all. Avarein added two giant mounds of sugar to her tea to signify her mood. Well, that, and she always liked sugar. <br><br>A religious holiday, too? Avarein was not very religious -- there were a few gods or goddesses out there that seemed decent to her, but they hadn't aided her before, so why bother worshipping them now? Picking the best day of the week to have the day off was rather challenging, however. Denying a day off would be outrageous. "Saturday would be sufficient, thank you." Avarein tried to hold back a triumphant, pleased smirk but she couldn't. This was quite exciting. <br><br>She took another sip of her very sweet tea and attempted to hide the rest of her grins and giggles. 
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				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>18-06-2010, 15:33:04</strong>
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				He brought the tea cup to his lips once again, drinking slowly and enjoying the flavor of the tea as he watched her. He noted the little grin but didnt inquire about her apparant happiness, at least not for now. "So if you wouldnt mind, can you tell me a bit about yourself? Where you hail from, your family, your friends, or anyone else I should know about."
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				Post by: <strong>Cecily</strong> on <strong>18-06-2010, 21:31:58</strong>
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				Avarein could not stop the slight heat of her cheek at that question. True, most employers did not care where she came from or her past, and she sometimes preferred it that way. At least that way, she would not have to pry back into her past and divulge all of those unpleasantries. They could be embarrassing. Yet...she felt compelled to be honest with Kas, too. He seemed nice enough, and while Avarein practiced deception often, she wanted to try to be better this time. "I...um, I hail from the east. Too many cities to count. I move around often, to try to find work and to avoid thugs if I attract attention to myself," she smiled sourly at that. Those stupid rabble-rousers deserved a hard smacking. "I never knew my mother. My father would tell me that she died during childbirth, but I think she simply fled. I think she was a prostitute," Avarein shrugged at that. Being the offspring of a prostitute meant little to her -- as an elf, it would not matter whether her mother was a prostitute or a merchant, usually. "My father died when I was quite young. And...I took care of myself from then on, for the most part. I do not foresee any friends visiting me here, do not worry. Friends never last when they cannot write letters to you, or when you do not know where to send the letter." Avarein chuckled slightly at that. Friends came and went. Coin was the most essential aspect of surviving. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The elf of Kal Meltrun - Brandon &amp; Cecily</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>20-06-2010, 11:16:41</strong>
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				He frowned slightly as she spoke about her past, taking another sip of the tea as he thought. "That was a thoughtless question, I apologize. I should have known better then to drudge up old wounds." he said simply while laying the tea cup back down on its saucer. Tilting his head slightly he looked across, into her eyes and tried to offer a reassuring smile. "I hope that your stay here will be more pleasant then the places you've been in the past...perhaps we could start it with a high note. Would you care to see your room?"
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				Post by: <strong>Cecily</strong> on <strong>22-06-2010, 19:37:24</strong>
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				Avarein shrugged nonchalantly at him and smiled. Humans were always so uncomfortable about hearing the horrors that being an elf entailed. Perhaps they simply preferred to avoid it and pretend that such hardships did not exist. "They have healed long ago, Kas," Avarein said casually. The idea of touring her room was quite exciting, though; she didn't want to miss that! She wondered how large it would be. Probably not overly fancy, but this man did seem rather generous, and if this tower was as large as it seemed, with only him and her living there...<br><br>"I would love to!" Avarein said with a sudden grin, taking a sip of her tea and popping to her feet in an instant. She tried to contain her excitement, but that was easier said than done. 
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				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>24-06-2010, 09:48:44</strong>
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				He got up himself and pointed the open palm of his right hand toward the fire. "Qencle'" he said before the fire burned itself out. A process that would have taken hours but instead was done in a few seconds. He turned and walked toward the entrance, saying "This way." He lead her down the halls toward the entrance and stopped by a bunch of doors on each side. He pointed to one that had a reinforced door in it made of sturdy oak wood and iron reinforcements. "This is my room. Yours is next to it." <br><br>He walked over to the door and pushed it open, revealing a thirty foot by thirty foot room surronded by stones. There was only a bed, large enough for a single person and on the far side of the room was a desk with a single chair by it, both made of sturdy oak and the desk had a single clear vase with yellow flowers set in it. There was a large window that let the light of the sun indoors only it was covered with a thick pair of dark green drapes. Kas looked back and let his arm sweep toward the door "This will be your room. You may decorate it as you wish but for now it only has the basics. "
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				Title: <strong>Re: The elf of Kal Meltrun - Brandon &amp; Cecily</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecily</strong> on <strong>28-06-2010, 19:10:04</strong>
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				The young elf eyed the fire and the mage curiously as it went out on command. Mages were a dangerous lot, but Avarein couldn't help but be fascinated by them. Magic in general was so interesting, all the different things it could do, and most mages weren't living in poverty either, even the few elves that became mages. <em>If only I could be a mage...but I don't think that would ever happen. Even mages tend to be afraid and disgusted with elves. Besides, do I even have the ability?</em> It was said elves used to be inherently magical, but that was simply a myth to Avarein. She smiled at her employer and nodded curtly, following him obediently. <br><br>The room was not luxurious, but it was certainly better than what Avarein was most used to - an alleyway or a closet for the 'staff'. Here, she could stretch her legs and relax quite easily. Of course Avarein, like most female maids, would dream of customizing and making their quarters beautiful, but she knew that wasn't exactly practical. Even with her wages, she would not be able to go over the top. Nonetheless, she rushed into the room, grinning from ear to ear, smelling the pretty yellow flowers happily. It was paradise, to her. "It is wonderful. Thank you, sir. I love it..." She smiled wistfully out the window. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The elf of Kal Meltrun - Brandon &amp; Cecily</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>29-06-2010, 11:13:07</strong>
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				Kas smiled as well, clearly pleased that she liked what she saw. He walked toward her stopping by her side and looking out the window, this side of the tower looking out to the vast snow covered peaks and stood just over a cliff face that fell hundreds of feet. "Im glad that you approve. Below us is Lake Nekrane, usually the fog is to thick to see the lake or the forest that it surronds but occasionally the fog parts just enough. There is a makeshift ladder that can take you to it just outside but if you do be careful. Like many remote places there is a spirit that guards it and I have not yet been able to gain her favor. Spirits can be a tricky lot to anyone, especially those that have not dealt with them before...there is still a bit to show you but Im sure its been a long journey, if you like we can postpone the rest of the tour for now...or if you like you can tally what you will be needing for your duties and place those orders with the merchant."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The elf of Kal Meltrun - Brandon &amp; Cecily</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecily</strong> on <strong>04-07-2010, 18:36:26</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The wintry landscape all around the tower may not be seen as a paradise to everyone, but Avarein was surely fond of it. It was overwhelmingly beautiful and tranquil, and this new job she had was probably one of the most promising opportunities she had ever come across. Not only was her master nice, her quarters spacious, the pay good...but the environment around them was so wonderful, and it did not seem like she would be on her hands and knees doing unpleasant work all the time. <br><br>"A spirit?" Avarein asked, looking out the window very curiously. The thought of meeting a spirit seemed fascinating to her. She had never seen many supernatural and magical beings, yet actually conversing with one seemed like it would be very intriguing. Of course she listened when he warned her that the spirit had not yet been quieted, yet Avarein still felt the urge to go down to the lake and speak to it. <br><br>"My duties? Oh, right." Avarein blushed a bit, having been lost in her reverie entirely. Usually her employers simply provided the few things she'd need for cleaning and taking care of a home, yet obviously this man was not in the same situation, being in a remote place. "If you don't mind...would it be okay if we postponed the tour for later? Perhaps it would be best if I can rest after that journey and then I can see the rest of your home and figure out what I'll need." Avarein smiled. She was quite tired, even if she did not need to walk all the way to his tower. Being so small and lithe, she had been bouncing wildly on the cart, and keeping herself from flying off had been a tad exhausting. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The elf of Kal Meltrun - Brandon &amp; Cecily</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>05-07-2010, 10:45:42</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He smiled and nodded slowly "That will be fine. I need to compile a list of things for the merchant anyway. Should you need something I will either be up one floor in the library or in the living room. If I dont see you in a few when the sun begins to set I'll be sure to come get you so you can make dinner." he said softly before making his way out of the room, he stopped to look back and say "sweet dreams" before he closed the door behind him.
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