Trial By Fire (Hue Ran and Khoraz)
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				Title: <strong>Trial By Fire (Hue Ran and Khoraz)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hue Ran</strong> on <strong>28-01-2015, 07:52:59</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i379.photobucket.com/albums/oo233/hueran/th_bd1bd9d66873c7c5a9b1b100695de5a0_zps556324f3.jpg) (http://s379.photobucket.com/user/hueran/media/bd1bd9d66873c7c5a9b1b100695de5a0_zps556324f3.jpg.html)</div><br>War he had seen enough of that for ages, but when you lived there was always to be war, he accepted that even though in his heart he didn't want to. He had lived through more conflict then he would care to admit through, though it wasn't because he was old, because he wasn't. No he lived through these conflicts because that was his duty. He started life as a warrior and he always figured that like his father and mother he would inevitably die in conflict, just as they had. <br><br>He was only 27, and he looked even younger then that, but his soul felt heavy, it wasn't the physical aspects of war that tore him down, it was the mental. Knowing that each life taken was irreplaceable, that was within itself a defeat. He started his first war with his father when he was but a young adolescent, he was 16 when he joined the war against a raiding group of Orcs, and it was his courage that supposedly won the day. It wasn't though. He wasn't a coward, but his courage could not win a battle without bloodshed and that within itself was a crushing failure. <br><br>That war ended in a victory for the Kingdom of Luyera and all those he joined after that war all ended in a supposed victory, but he didn't see it as a victory. Sometimes he had to wonder how the fuck he got so screwed up. His father was all about battle and victory, but Treston wasn't into battle. He did his job and his job was war, but living for it, that just wasn't him. He lived for the quite nights he could enjoy looking out over the ocean of trees that surrounded him. Sitting here in the forests of Allum, here is where he sought his peace. <br><br>Treston was an Ambassador to the Elven people, he had taken this position by the request of his King, King Weslor, himself. At least this felt like he was actually helping people, though even that was a exaggerated. As Ambassador his main job was simply to keep the peace between the two races, to communicate to the Elves when the humans needed something, and then the Elven Ambassador communicated to his King when the Elves needed something. Obviously there was more to it then that, but mostly his job was all about communication. <br><br>He had become the Ambassador around 5 years back so it's not like he has that much experience doing it, but during that time he also found Cyril, the Elven Ambassador and his lover. Within that time he had only grown closer to Cyril to the point that they had developed a bond, or so Haragon the Wise called it, that made them somehow special or something. He still wasn't sure about all of this, he had been requested to come here months ago and so now he was here, but the doubts he felt they were as real as before he left home. <br><br>Cyril was inside the room, sleeping he assumed, and Treston stood quietly looking out over the forest and enjoying the star-filled sky above his head, blanketing the forest in it's beauty. The cool night air blowing his black hair up from his face to reveal bright blue eyes that almost seemed to glow. It was the one thing he enjoyed about himself, his eyes. Their color was as cool as the ocean breeze, and warm as the sunlight. <br><br>He took another deep breath of fresh forest air, the smell of pine trees whelming his senses, but it was a delightful smell, one he would never get enough of. The ever present smell of Cyril coming from the room behind him, and flare bugs twinkling softly across the city of tree houses. No fires, nothing like that, the only thing lighting up the city was the brilliance of the moon and that soft twinkling light that was coming from thousands of flare bugs. <br><br>Treston leaned over the balcony, taking the weight from his legs and putting it on his arms and swinging his legs back for a moment before once more replacing them underneath him. He was starting to hate going home at this point, he had spent more time living among elves that living with humans just didn't have the appeal it used to. The elves always seemed more polite, more understanding, but most importantly they had something no human city had, and that was Cyril. The thought of the elf made him smile warmly, as brief memories took him for a moment to a place that was all his, all his memories and dreams and fantasy, that place hidden inside his own mind. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Trial By Fire (Hue Ran and Khoraz)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>31-01-2015, 03:27:37</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://img1.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20140608200409/ttff/images/f/f3/218752.jpg)</div>If someone had told Cyril ten years ago that he would be intimate partners with a human, he would have laughed and dismissed the idea immediately. While he took his position as ambassador very seriously, he never thought that the human lands were especially important in the grand scheme of things - how could they be? Humans lived perhaps a hundred years at most; lives so fleeting they might well never happen at all. What could such small beings offer the world?<br><br>But things had changed with the coming of war. All lands suffered beneath the chaos that bloodshed and violence brought, and it was then that elven and humankind first truly banded together in alliance. Cyril had been surprised by the abilities human soldiers possessed - what they lacked in grace and elegance,they made up for in grit and determination... it was during the aftermath of those dark days that he first met Treston. <br><br>The human ambassador, they had many dealings together over the weeks and months of war. Together they worked tirelessly to improve relations between their people, and slowly, very slowly, a relationship sparked between them. Initially Cyril saw it as a brief fling; a body to warm the bed during cold nights and to have quiet talks with, but somehow it had become so much more. A bond he valued above all others... they had yet to officially 'wed' as humans called it, but the time wasn't right.<br><br>The time of dragons was more important, but it was still good to grasp at the occasional quiet night; like the one that had Treston standing out on the oaken balcony.<br><br>Cyril was a light sleeper, and he had noticed the instant Treston left his side. Without making a sound he slowly rose from the bed, wrapping his slender frame in a simple robe of green silk before he walked towards the man with bare feet. "You seem especially pensive tonight..." He offered, standing beside the other male with a soft smile. "What bothers you? You aren't one to usually leave our bed..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Trial By Fire (Hue Ran and Khoraz)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hue Ran</strong> on <strong>01-02-2015, 03:21:18</strong>
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				His father always had told him he thought to much, but then how does one shut out ones own brain? There was no answer that his father could ever give him, but still he always insisted Treston used his mind too much. Sometimes he had to agree, his mind was rather ruminative recently. It had started weeks ago, when the official announce had been made, when the two people had been chosen to create this pact with the two remaining Dragons. Of course Treston like most humans had never even seen a dragon let alone had he lived through the age of Dragons, that was a long time ago, and he was but 27 years of age. <br><br>The stories he heard how they fought the Dragon tooth and nail in order to survive, in order to keep living. He had always heard the stories told from a human perspective where the dragons are the enemies, never had he heard anyone ever say anything good about a Dragon, but now he had been chosen to become friends with a dragon? Of course he questioned it, how could he not, all his life he had been told Dragons are merciless killers and murderers, but then how was he any different. He had killed and would continue to kill, does the reason behind the deaths truly make the killer any better then any other killer. <br><br>Treston tried to quiet his mind, the ramblings of a nervous human, but ramblings or not he knew he needed to be stronger then this when he appeared before a dragon. He took a deep breath and closed his eyes, the cool forest breeze flowing around him, the natural scent of his lover dancing across his nose, and he could hear a soft step from behind him. He looked up just in time to hear Cyril talking, and taking in the sight of his slender and yet elegant frame wrapped in green silk. <br><br>"I am sorry," he said turning around to face Cyril. "I am rather anxious I don't know what to expect, don't know anything about what will happen tomorrow beyond the knowledge that we are to be tested," he explained moving closer to Cyril and placing his hands on either side of the balcony ledge behind his lover. "The cool night breeze was just helping me clear my mind."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Trial By Fire (Hue Ran and Khoraz)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>01-02-2015, 04:15:56</strong>
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				Cyril could understand the sleeplessness. If he'd grown up on the terrible stories of dragon's swooping down on unwary villages to eat virgins and men alike, he would have felt just as worried. As it was, elves were a little more open minded to their skyward neighboirs; especially since the need for such awesome power grew more pressing. He saw the winged creatures as forces of nature - primal, untamed and yet beautiful in their own way... In truth he was more thrilled at the prospect of meeting one, rather than concerned.<br><br>But Treston wasn't like that. He was a man of passion; it was what Cyril loved about him. A soldier through and through... he would definitely prefer to keep his feet on the ground, but neither of them had a choice. They had been chosen to join with the dragon's,&nbsp; or likely perish in the effort. Either way, they would stand shoulder-to-shoulder until the end.<br><br>"No apologies... just try not to worry yourself sick." He smiled and leaned back slightly, his body arched against the railing as Treston's arms closed him in. It was a nice feeling to be so close. <br><br>"Whatever tests there may be, we will do them together. I am sure that the breeze is thankful for the company, but... I would like to snatch you away from it." The elf tilted his head closer to feather his lips over Treston's check,&nbsp; slender fingertips resting gently on the man's strong chest. "Perhaps I could help clear your mind just as well?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Trial By Fire (Hue Ran and Khoraz)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hue Ran</strong> on <strong>01-02-2015, 04:54:33</strong>
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				Cyril was the one with many many more years of experience. He was brilliant, graceful, he had a heart that was so tender and kind that Treston could not help but be forever entwined to it. It definitely wasn't love at first sight, it took him what seemed like forever to get past the prejudice that his father had tried to drill into him throughout his life. Clearly it didn't stick very well, because when Treston met Cyril he didn't see a tree hugging, pointy eared weirdo or anything else like that. He saw a beautiful graceful, heart-filled person hat cared about everyone. <br><br>Still though took time to finally get to the point where he could actually hold a conversation with him without stumbling around for words. Didn't take as long as he thought for his dad to stop talking to him when he found out that he was, how did his dad put it "fucking a nature crazy," or something like that. Ya, come to find out his father hated Elves enough to stop talking to his own son when he found out his son had a relationship with one. <br><br>Guess that probably shouldn't have surprised him, but it did. "I'm worried for the both of us," he said his words a shining light of honesty. "I've been with you long enough that I feel more at home here then I do in my own Kingdom, but I still don't know what I would do if I lost you."<br><br>Treston continued leaning forward until his mouth was just a hair from Cyril's mouth, his hot breathing escaping his lips and touching the cold air of the forest to make a pillow of grey floating into the sky. "You hear that," said Treston as he cupped his ear towards the breeze. "The breeze says that it will allow me to go and keep you company now." Those soft hands touching his chest, and the lips on his cheek, it was like sending magma through his body, the cold forest air couldn't even cool him down now. "I think I could use some good mind clearing," he said wrapping his arms around Cyril and then lifting him into his arms. Treston carried Cyril from the balcony, and when they entered the room he set Cyril, his love, on the bed and went to close the balcony door. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Trial By Fire (Hue Ran and Khoraz)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>09-02-2015, 23:35:47</strong>
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				"Hush, now... no more worries tonight." Cyril smiled softly and shook his head, fingers tapping against the man's strong chest as they lingered so close. He knew that it would be impossible to truly forget their fears over what the future could bring for them, but he certainly didn't plan on letting himself dwell on the prospect of their separation. It was something he had to fight away on a daily basis; reminders came at sudden moments of the vast difference of lifespan between them. Elven couples lasted for centuries, whereas their's would be a mere flutter in the wind...<br><br>But a flutter he would value more than anything else. <br><br>"This place is your home, Treston. You don't need to dwell on leaving." The elf nodded, then released a deep sigh as their lips almost touched; breath ghosting between them just to tease him. <br><br>"Mmm?" His eyes flickered towards the gentle breeze, then a smile tugged at his features at Treston's words. "That's good. I'd hate to steal you away from the wind." He chuckled as arms wrapped around him to lift his light figure across the threshold. He was deposited on the bed and slid back slightly, tilting his head to one side while he watched Treston close the balcony door.<br><br>"Come and lie with me... I've missed this time for just us."
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