Centaurian downfall. (exelis and Me)
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				Title: <strong>Centaurian downfall. (exelis and Me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Coottick</strong> on <strong>13-02-2009, 17:02:32</strong>
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				Salnok was a proud warrior, and a noble of his clan. His people, if you could call them that, wandered the planes to keep with his hunter party. Feeding off the wildlife that riddled the country side and keeping out of the way of the humans, doing nothing to provoke a war with the two legged creatures. They didn't fear man, but did respect the power they held to be such small and young in life. <br><br>Though one day, about six months ago, he managed to find himself away from his people, looking for a fresh kill they'd just made on a deer. The rest of his clan had gone ahead to scout for more food and shelter for the coming storm when he was ambushed by a group of two leggers, then chained and bound to their rolling storage. Such odd creatures they were, unable to move quickly, or heavy objects, so they forced beasts to burden their inabilities. Never the less he had found the way they communicated not unlike hisown. <br><br>Six months had passed and he had learned the way of their words, picking up on a large bit of speech, as well as body movements and actions that seemed to say more then what their mouths did. He'd even stumbled on a mating ritual of theirs once or twice. Though it didn't excite him, he did stay and watch until he was told to leave rather rudely by the pair, just to investigate how things worked. <br><br>Never the less, six months had passed sense he had been captured by the tribe, and he'd gotten rather used to the work they forced him to do, the food he was given to eat, as well as the solitude of being alone. He by no means enjoyed any aspect of such a life, but escape just wasn't an option for him. No matter how powerfull he was, or how fast he could run, he knew the weapons of the two leggers could get him. He'd seen them in action long before and didn't want to test fate just yet. No, he would wait until the time was just right. Until they made their way back toward hisown lands and left him alone at night to sleep before he dared to escape back to his people and plot the revenge of his capture.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Centaurian downfall. (exelis and Me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Milanthe</strong> on <strong>13-02-2009, 18:13:29</strong>
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				Mania sat by her fire alone, looking about at the others.&nbsp; A few glared at her as she looked their way.&nbsp; No, no...&nbsp; Don't let the witch look at you.&nbsp; You never know what she'll do.&nbsp; She snorted, she wasn't a witch, though the hedgwitch that they didn't scorn so liked to hype it up.&nbsp; She was just a Seer.&nbsp; And everytime she Saw and talked about it, people thought she had made some spell to make harm or good befall on them.&nbsp; After she tried to warn them of letting a young child near a stream the year last, and the child was then torn apart by wolves, they stopped thinking her such a marvel with her 'spells' and more a danger.&nbsp; Some tried to drive her away, but the old hedgwitch had her bound to the caravan.&nbsp; She looked down at the small chain of silver about her neck, lifting it with her thump and finger.&nbsp; No, the further she went from the old wench, the smaller the chain became, till it would start to choke her.&nbsp; And eventually...&nbsp; Well, a very bloody mess indeed would be made.&nbsp; She could barely remember her parents before the hedgewitch took her as a child.&nbsp; All fo them, the Seers of this time, had lived in a secluded place among the eastern mountains.&nbsp; Away from persicutions and away from those that would use them.<br><br>The hedgewitch came, claiming to be a Seer as well.&nbsp; It wasn't often one was born out of the blood, but when they did, they were accepted.&nbsp; She hadn't even stayed a night with her and her parents before she had stollen her away.&nbsp; Only four years old.&nbsp; The chain about her neck used to tie her to the hedgewitches carriage with her potions and wonders inside, but as she got older and more usefull, the hedgewitch changed the charm to allow her better movement.&nbsp; Though now, everyone was afraid to ask her to do anything, either too afraid or too angry still.&nbsp; <br><br>Pursing her lips in thought lightly, she looked at the centaur that the hedgewitch had wanted.&nbsp; She still didn't see why she did.&nbsp; He obviously wasn't for show those few months out of the year they acted as a carnival.&nbsp; All of the creatures she kept for that were either bound in some magic way like she or shrunk and kept in cages in her little carriage hut till it was time to show them.&nbsp; He seemed only to be bound by the men.&nbsp; She took a bite of her stew, what would keep such a powerful creature here, where he was abused?&nbsp; She sighed, seeing that someone had forgotten to feed him again.&nbsp; Usually they'd give him something before everyone else began to eat the evening meal.&nbsp; If they didn't, he was usually forgotten - How could they forget something so huge? - and left unfed.&nbsp; She bit her lip and finished off her stew, getting up and going to the cook.&nbsp; Thankfully, though she was begrudged the gift of a pleasant conversation, the rest were too afraid of her to begrudge her anything else.&nbsp; He filled her bowl again and with that, she slowly made her way to the centaur.&nbsp; "Would you like something to eat," she asked him, keeping her face carefully measured.&nbsp; <br><br>There would have been a time when she would have greeted him with a smile, but she didn't smile much anymore.&nbsp; Why smile when none around would enjoy her happyness with her?&nbsp; And despite his great strength, she wasn't afraid, knowing that even for the cursed chain, it was still usefull in keeping her from being hurt.&nbsp; The chain seeming to form a whip to lash out against any attacker before they could strike.&nbsp; She supposed it was the small chain about her neck that kept the others in the caravan from trying to hurt her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Centaurian downfall. (exelis and Me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Coottick</strong> on <strong>13-02-2009, 18:36:42</strong>
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				No magical bonds kept him there, no tricks, or trinkets. Just the simple fact that he was far to far from home, and no where to go but with the caravan. He'd not make it to his people before he died from one or more elements of the wild, so he saw no need to try to run. That is, if he could even make it past the constant watching of him through the day and night. <br><br>When the woman came up to him with the stew in hand he took a simple step back. He'd not talked to her as of yet, but he knew by the way she moved, spoke, and acted that she'd not hurt him. She seemed just as bound to the group as he was. His single backward step was simply to give them a little separation as he was so used to doing at this point with the other humans as they called themselves. <br><br>With the offering of the food though he smiled, normally they'd just sit it down near him and tell him to eat, though having it offered in such a way showed care, and intent on good to him. His powerfull body kept strong just enough by what food they gave, though any less and the work load they gave him day in and day out would end his life without a doubt. Being so large, he normally ate meals that were big enough for five men alone, though with the caravan he'd be lucky if he was given enough to even sate the rumble in his stomach.<br><br>"Thank you."<br><br>Such a simple response, but one that meant much more then words to him, as not often did he speak them. Reaching out he took up the stew, holding it up to his face as he sniffed the bowl, seeing what taste would come of it this evening. His tail lashing behind him, swatting off some random fly that wanted to pester him for the moment. Never the less, he gave no mind to it, instead, his focus was on the food in his hands as he slowly started to eat it. Wanting to make it last for a bit while his eyes stayed focused on the young woman in front of him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Centaurian downfall. (exelis and Me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Milanthe</strong> on <strong>13-02-2009, 20:07:51</strong>
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				She observed him a moment as he ate before leaning against one of the carriages, some of the others apparently didn't like the looks of her near him.&nbsp; Glaring at her back and barely turning their eyes away before she could see them.&nbsp; She looked up at him, after seeing their looks. "I'm afraid noone has told me your name.&nbsp; My own is Mania," she offered, wondering if he'd take up the stance the others had taken.&nbsp; He'd thanked her, but she didn't hear enough about him to know that it was important.&nbsp; The only one that talked to her ever was the hedgewitch that ran the caravan.&nbsp; And she'd rather speak to noone that the witch.&nbsp; Ah, well...&nbsp; At least she hadn't been pulled into a trance so See because of her isolation.&nbsp; She stroked back a silken black lock of her hair behind her ear, the mass of her hair pulled back into a low ponytail while two locks above her ears were left to frame her oval face.&nbsp; Her eyes were unnaturally blue it seemed, a dark navy that would allow anyone to know there was something seriously wrong with her or that she was Seeing by turning to a powdered blue that was so light it could often be mistaken for a shade of white.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Centaurian downfall. (exelis and Me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Coottick</strong> on <strong>13-02-2009, 20:24:02</strong>
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				It wouldn't take long for him to finish off that meal he was given. Every drop of stew made it to his mouth, and down into that stomach of his. Though as she asked him his name he blinked. Head tilting to the side just a little before he reached down, holding the empty bowl toward her.<br><br>"You would call me Salnok. Why the second skin?"<br><br>He didn't get much time to talk to others either, just lift this, carry that, come on, you can go faster....So he was curious about things. This one seemed to relate to him in a sense, so he thought best to ask her. His eyes drifted over her body slowly, taking in the details of her clothes while he let his large form step around her. That free hand lowering as well, coming to brush against the fabric of her shirt that came just about her shoulders, and along her upper back.<br><br>"Are you cold?"<br><br>It didn't seem to overly chilly to him, but of course, he took into consideration the fact that not all creatures had the same type of skin or fur.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Centaurian downfall. (exelis and Me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Milanthe</strong> on <strong>14-02-2009, 02:19:35</strong>
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				She blinked at his question.&nbsp; Second skin?&nbsp; "What do...&nbsp; Ah," she looked at his hand that seemed to caress the soft fabric of her sleveless tunic.&nbsp; "My clothes," she asked him, understanding.&nbsp; "I suppose we just have more scruples with showing off our flesh than you do," she told him before nodding.&nbsp; "I am a bit cold, winter is just a few moons away," she told him, "If you are ever cold," she told him, taking the bowl, "Feel free to use my fire if the others don't allow you at theirs...&nbsp; I would enjoy the company."&nbsp; She looked like she was about to say more when she felt a cold stare on her that even she couldn't ignore.&nbsp; The hedgwitch.&nbsp; Staring ice bolts into her back with a look on her face that said she wanted something.&nbsp; What did the old woman want this time, she wondered.&nbsp; "I'm afraid I have to go," she told him, stepping away and giving a small bow of her head, walking quickly to the hedgwitch, the scarves that made up her belt dancing around her feet, small bells attached to the end.&nbsp; The hedgwitch gave her the scarves after she'd scared her walking behind her unheard too many times.&nbsp; She dissapeared with the hedgwitch into her carriage home, only to come out an hour later with a scarf from her belt wrapped tightly about her wrist, if one looked closely, you would see the bandaging hidden underneath the scarf.&nbsp; There was a disturbed look on her face as she quickly went to her small tent, going inside and closing the drapped doors.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Centaurian downfall. (exelis and Me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Coottick</strong> on <strong>14-02-2009, 04:05:48</strong>
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				He offered her a simple nod to her response of his question. Listening intently, and taking in the learning of it all. He'd spent a good bit of time with the people here, though none really tried to teach him anything. They all thought his people to be dumb brutes, or twisted animals. Though they were very smart and quick to learn, even if they didn't adapt to the changes of the world. It was just how his people were, not wanting to change just because others insisted they do to fit in.<br><br>Never the less, as she was called away in a sense, he went back to work. Spending his time with her gone by lifting the heavy items that were placed about the caravan and loading them onto carts. Then, taking other things from the carts, and putting them where they went on the ground. Once his word was done, he walked to the tethered horses nearby, letting his right hand come down to lightly pet against the side of the other workhorses of the pack of people there. <br><br>He found he spent a bit of his time with the horses, as they most resembled him in many ways. Forced to work for someone they did not understand, and offered little gratitude for the hard jobs they tasked. Not to mention they looked a lot alike. Well, up until eyes caught the human torso that came from the horses quarters. But he found them to be a peaceful release of his day, and would sometimes find himself laying with them to sleep at night.<br><br>When he saw her come from the leaders tent, then make her way to herown without word to anyone, or even a glance from the ground his head would tilt. Eyes unable to make out anything other then her form from where he stood. Never the less, he knew something was wrong. After all, he expected at least a glance his way, and possibly a smile or wave. At least he thought they got along well enough to warrent such an act before she was pulled from him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Centaurian downfall. (exelis and Me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Milanthe</strong> on <strong>14-02-2009, 16:00:07</strong>
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				She'd fallen asleep as soon as her head hit the pillow of her sleeping mat.&nbsp; She would only awake the next morning to come out of her tent and look about.&nbsp; It seemed noone was getting ready to move, so that probably meant the would be staying in the area for a week or so.&nbsp; She couldn't help but be glad that the old witch had decided that.&nbsp; If she were to do as the hedgewitch wanted night after night, she'd need her strength to not be spent on moving about.&nbsp; She gripped her wrist lightly, the bandaging and belt had come off in the night, the wound was still open, but charmed not to bleed untill the hedgewitch wanted it too.&nbsp; A thin slice across her wrist that was obviously NOT an accident.&nbsp; She would not be looking foreward to the night, she determined, going back into the tent to rewrap the wound and wrapping a sash belt about it, the bells on the ends tinkling their little songs as they moved about.&nbsp; She finally stepped out in search of food then, remembering an apple tree nearby - she was sure it was near enough that the chain wouldn't hurt her.&nbsp; She quietly slipped out of the camp and headed North East, to the wooded area.&nbsp; She could have sworn she saw an apple tree along before they made camp...&nbsp; As she walked further and further, the necklace shrunk smaller and smaller, becoming a choker when she finally saw the tree.&nbsp; When she walked to it, she found out something most unfortunate:&nbsp; It was just out of her survival range.&nbsp; The moment she managed to get underneath it's branches and close enough to try and get one of the apples, the chain would tighten too much for her to bear, beginning to choke her.&nbsp; She dashed away from the tree giving a chokking cough as she tried to recover from the sudden tightness.&nbsp; The chain giving way as she came closer to the camp, allowing her to breath.&nbsp; She pouted up at the tree.&nbsp; The red and delicious apples looked just perfect for picking, and would be cool after the night.&nbsp; But the damned chain...&nbsp; Her hand covered her throat, her fingers grazing the familiar silver chain.&nbsp; She supposed she should have forgotten about the apples and eaten the bread and butter at camp for breakfast like she usually did.&nbsp; But it wasn't often she would manage to get such a treat...&nbsp; She wasn't paid like the others, and they weren't ones who wanted to share their fortune with her.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Centaurian downfall. (exelis and Me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Coottick</strong> on <strong>14-02-2009, 17:04:28</strong>
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				He didn't sleep right away, but when he did sleep, he choose to stay near the horses that night. Laying with them as his large human torso looked to be a man on guard, standing straight up while he dozed off. Though the sounds of rustling nearby woke him early in the morning, coupled with the light of the rising sun of course. <br><br>Once he saw that woman come from her tent he smiled to himself a bit. He had time before he was to start working, after all his "tamer" as they called him wasn't awake just yet. Following behind her slowly, he tilted his head some as she ran away from the tree. It was odd to him, she seemed so intent on the fruit from the tree, and here she was running from it. He was to far away from her at the time to see anything out of the norm, but that would soon change. <br><br>Walking closer to her now he let his eyes fall on the tree while he spoke to her, that massive body towering over her left side.<br><br>"Something in the tree so you can't get the apple?"<br><br>Well that was the best he could think...Bee's...That's what they called them. Not that he really had a problem with them, but they could be a pester from time to time.
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				Post by: <strong>Milanthe</strong> on <strong>14-02-2009, 22:46:16</strong>
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				She gave a small gasp as she heard him, looking up.&nbsp; He'd startled her, making her hold her heart.&nbsp; "You scared me,," she told him, her breath quick.&nbsp; She gave a slight pout as she looked up at him and then to the tree.&nbsp; "No, there's nothing in the tree," she told him, straightening up.&nbsp; "It's the damned chain around my neck," she told him.&nbsp; Though she knew noone would be able to do anything about it.&nbsp; It couldn't be broken, and anytime she tried to slip it off, it shrunk to be too small to do so.&nbsp; "The fruit is just too far.&nbsp; The chain shrinks the further I am away from Her.&nbsp; When I get near the fruit it starts choking and cutting into my throat," she told him, unable to look up at him.&nbsp; She didn't know why she felt ashamed for it.&nbsp; It wasn't like she could have helped it.&nbsp; The chain was put on her as a child that didn't know to fight back.&nbsp; She bit her lip, looking from him to the fruit, "Could...&nbsp; Could you?"&nbsp; She blushed, looking away again, she hated to ask for anything.&nbsp; The hedgewitch and the rest of the caravan having broke her of that desire long ago.&nbsp; "I'm sure you'd like some too, there's plenty," she told him softly.
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				Post by: <strong>Coottick</strong> on <strong>14-02-2009, 23:00:54</strong>
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				When she started to speak about the chain he took a few steps to the side, giving himself a bit more room so that human torso could lower slightly, coming down to look at the chain that was bound to her body. Eyes drifting over it slowly, taking in the details of it before he looked to her eyes when she asked if he could get her some apples. <br><br>"Yes."<br><br>That was his simple reply to her request, though the smile at his lips told her that he would be pleased to do so, even if his words, or lack there of didn't. Going over to the tree now he let his eyes search them for just the right ones. Picking at least six of them before he went back to her side, hands full of the red orbs of goodness, holding them down toward her, but against his lower torso, just where the horse met the man, so they wouldn't fall.<br><br>"These lands I've seen before. Long ago it seems."<br><br>His mind twisted as he tried to remember just where he was. Though the time with the caravan had distorted his memory just a little as all the new lands he'd seen took his memory from the lands he was so used to. Never the less, this tree, and the fresh stream far to the east of it was something he recalled from his life with his tribe. Maybe they were getting close? Oh, he hoped they were, but then again what season was it again? Would his tribe even be in their hunting grounds not that far off from that stream, or was it to late in the year and they had gone further South....Or higher North for the hotter months...So many things ran through his mind as he looked to the tree, and stream. Almost blanking out fully to everything else around him.
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				Post by: <strong>Milanthe</strong> on <strong>15-02-2009, 04:55:12</strong>
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				"Thank you," she said as she took three of the apples, stowing two away in her sashes at her waist for later and biting into the third.&nbsp; She could barely hold back a moan, it was so juicy and delicious.&nbsp; "You should have as many of them as you can get.&nbsp; If I remember right, we don't come to areas with apple trees oft-Ah," she winced before her eyes seemed to go almost white.&nbsp; <br><br>It was morning, a pale and dewy morning as a deer grazed the grass underneath the tree.&nbsp; Suddenly, a spill of blood came from it's neck, it was dead now.&nbsp; A male centaur came over him.&nbsp; A male Centaur that was hunting, killing a deer and leaving the others behind him to take care of it as he went for the next kill...&nbsp; Centaurs, many centaurs were gathered, eating and making merry.&nbsp; Solnak among them.&nbsp; He and a female were paying special attention to each other it seemed.&nbsp; Occasionally feeding the other, caressing one another's face and arms...<br><br>After a few moments, her eyes came back to their normal near black hue as she gave a small gasp.&nbsp; She blushed deeply, that was not something she should have Seen.&nbsp; She shook her head a moment before she looked up at him, her eyes carefully blank.
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				Post by: <strong>Coottick</strong> on <strong>15-02-2009, 05:15:58</strong>
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				He was just about to make a retort to her offer of apples before she blanked out on him. Hands reaching out, grasping her waist as he kept her up on reflex. Of course it didn't seem like she needed it, but he was there in case there was something to take her strength away. Though, once she seemed to come back to life a tilt of his head was given, his large human torso on level with hers at this point, eyes looking directly into hers while his beastly body laid in front of her on the ground.<br><br>"Are you well?"<br><br>Well, he wasn't worried about getting sick, but he didn't want to stress her out to much if she was really sick. Never the less, he kept his hands firmly on her hips, making sure no ill after effects were going to happen. After all, he'd not seen the woman do anything like that before.
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				Post by: <strong>Milanthe</strong> on <strong>15-02-2009, 05:24:03</strong>
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				She gasped softly as she finally felt his hands on her.&nbsp; Unused to the feeling of someone touching her, gave a light tremble as she blushed, looking away from him.&nbsp; "Ah-I'm fine...&nbsp; It's just something that happens sometimes," she told him softly.&nbsp; "The Caravan's Mistress doesn't keep useless people.&nbsp; The only reason she keeps me is because I See.&nbsp; I See things others do not or cannot," she told him, blushing brightly.&nbsp; "I'm sorry that she took you, you must have been happy with your people...&nbsp; I didn't know Centaurs gathered like that," she said softly, the heat of his massive body seeming to burn into hers as her apple was clutched tightly into her hand, so tight that it was becoming bruised where her fingertips were digging into it.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Centaurian downfall. (exelis and Me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Coottick</strong> on <strong>15-02-2009, 06:05:52</strong>
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				As she told him of what happened, he found her to be not much unlike his shaman. Though knowing how weak they got when their visions came to them, he felt the need to make sure she was alright. Lifting her up slowly in his arms, he held her body close to his chest. Cradling her in his arms while he spoke to her again.<br><br>"Yes, we are not unlike two leggers in that matter."<br><br>With that, he then started to walk slowly toward the caravan and back to where they came. If she was weak, and did have side effects from the seeing she would need to rest a bit in comfort <br><br>(Bad post....Site ate my good one. &gt;.&lt;)
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				Post by: <strong>Milanthe</strong> on <strong>15-02-2009, 06:13:27</strong>
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				Having not been taught the proper way to See by her village elders, she was a bit tired, and weak.&nbsp; Not that she ever showed it under usual circumstances.&nbsp; Living in the caravan, she learned quickly not to show weakness, it was taken advantage of, beaten out if it was shown.&nbsp; She was startled as he took her and carried her, unable to help her look of supprise as she looked up into his face.&nbsp; Why was he carrying her so?&nbsp; "Solnak," she whispered softly, before understanding a bit - or at least she thought she did.&nbsp; She smiled softly at him before she leaned her head on his chest, his big warm arms enveloping her.&nbsp; "Thank you," she said softly, closing her eyes.&nbsp; She would be well again soon, she knew, but couldn't help but want to take his kindness, she'd seen so little from the caravan to her.&nbsp; She couldn't help but drink it up.&nbsp; Take in his warmth, his strength.&nbsp; Yes, maybe if she had something...&nbsp; Something to hold onto, she'd be able to live through the old witches latest torment of her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Centaurian downfall. (exelis and Me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Coottick</strong> on <strong>15-02-2009, 06:24:47</strong>
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				After taking a few more steps he blinked, coming to a stop as he looked back down to her with a bit of a tilt to his head. His body obviously built well enough to hold four of her at once, and probably juggle them to be honest. Though he felt weird that she should be held as a child would.<br><br>"Would you rather ride on my back?"<br><br>He saw that as much more fitting for her kind, to mount him as they did the horses, and ride in such a manner. Though he left the choice up to her, not wanting to make her feel as a lesser to him in any sort. It was true, Centaurs were vicious creatures in the wild, killing humans without mercy if opted the chance. Though they did so for defense of their lands, and saw it as more of an honor to die in battle, then to be held prisoner to someone. So they did the noble thing in their eyes and did not capture any. That in itself was most likely the reason humans sought them out at all times, misunderstanding their ways, and seeing them as feral brutes, and freaks of nature.
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				Post by: <strong>Milanthe</strong> on <strong>16-02-2009, 17:58:07</strong>
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				((WTF???&nbsp; I thought I replied to this...&nbsp; o.O ))<br><br>She didn't seem to hear him, allready having fallen asleep against him.&nbsp; Her cheek rubbed against his chest as she shifted, curling into him.&nbsp; She moaned softly in her sleep, a small little thing that if it were a different situation, would have seemed quite sensual.
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				Post by: <strong>Coottick</strong> on <strong>16-02-2009, 18:38:58</strong>
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				(It's happened to me before. So probably did and got eaten.)<br><br>Seeing her asleep in his arms he tilted his head a bit more. Though he didn't want to wake her, so instead he kept her body close to his, holding her in those powerfull arms while he started to make his way back to the caravan. Though his eyes caught something strange in the distance, a bit of a struggle was it? There was smoke, and some yelling going on. <br><br>Why didn't he hear the yelling before? Maybe the battle just started. Well his mind was a rush with things, trying to figure out just what could be happening, though he made no effort to rush to the aid of the caravan. Hell, he would rather see it burn then to help defend it against any attacker. <br><br>Of course, he knew that he'd have to fight tooth and nail to survive without them, until he found his people of course, but he could survive if he was where that tree made him think he was. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Centaurian downfall. (exelis and Me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Milanthe</strong> on <strong>16-02-2009, 19:17:19</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She whimpered in her sleep a few moments before he noticed anything with the caravan.&nbsp; It seemed she was Seeing in her sleep.&nbsp; Something was attacking her in the dream, something, someone, she didn't know.&nbsp; They were just bigger than her and seemed intent on breaking every bone in her body as they beat at her.&nbsp; She began writhing in his arms, clutching at him as she cried out to open her eyes, the startling blue-white that could be used to recognize that she was Seeing.&nbsp; She clung to him, crying out in her trance, the happenings of this Sight so violent to her that her physical body reacted, clinging to what felt safest at the moment.&nbsp; That something happening to be him as her arms wrapped around his neck.&nbsp; She cried out in pain, physically feeling what was happening, and if she'd been able to have a thought as she saw, she would have crowed to see the old witches hands shielding her.&nbsp; She was seeing the old woman die, from the hags perspective.&nbsp; Her body pressed flush against him in whimpering sobs as the beating gradually stopped, her breathing seemed as labored as the hags, she felt as if her ribs were broken, though it was only the hag who was harmed.&nbsp; Gradually, as the hag was left for dead, her Sight went black, leaving her eyes to return to their normal unnormally dark color as she clung to him.&nbsp; Despite the fact she'd be happy later over this occurance, for now she sobbed qietly against him in terror.&nbsp; Everything that she'd Seen had felt like it had happened to her, and she was near hysterics for the experience of being so helpless.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Centaurian downfall. (exelis and Me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Coottick</strong> on <strong>16-02-2009, 21:26:28</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He came to a full stop as he noticed the woman in his arms start to fight against him. Or fight to get closer to him it seemed. His hands wrapping around her body more, keeping her held tightly against his flesh so that she wouldn't get herself hurt. Eyes drifting from her, then back to the smoke in the distance, then back down to her. Seeming to have a protective mindset for the young woman, most likely due to the fact that she was in many ways like him. Thus, he felt the need to keep her in his protection.<br><br>Once she finally came to he smiled softly down to her, his eyes drifting over her body, checking for wounds that would be visible, but none were. Not that he expected them really, after all, she'd just been in his arms the whole time. Looking back up to the caravan now he blinked again, not able to see much from the distance, but he could see enough to notice there was more smoke coming free, and those horses that the humans had kept now ran right past them. Giddy with freedom, and fear for recapture all at once. Never the less, they didn't look back as they searched out to find theirown place to call home.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Centaurian downfall. (exelis and Me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Milanthe</strong> on <strong>17-02-2009, 05:14:58</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She whimpered and held onto him tightly as he checked her body, gasping as the caravan's horses ran past.&nbsp; "W-what's going on," she asked, a bit unsettled, still shaking from her Sight.&nbsp; She looked up at him, before looking back around and seeing the smoke, the caravan...&nbsp; It had been attacked?&nbsp; How...&nbsp; When?&nbsp; "Who attacked," she asked, confused.&nbsp; She couldn't see the attackers that beat the old witch, so she honestly had no idea what was going on.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Centaurian downfall. (exelis and Me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Coottick</strong> on <strong>17-02-2009, 06:39:18</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				When she spoke up his eyes drifted back down to her, offering a light smile of comfort before he shook his head. His movements once more taking him toward the smoldering caravan while he kept his eyes sharp on the area around him. He wanted to see just what had happened to the caravan, and didn't want to be caught off guard if there were more around that felt he and his new friend were to be dealt with as well.<br><br>"I do not know...."<br><br>After those words were spoke he saw in the distance a marking he would remember till the end of his days. The battle was over, the attackers gone, but the traces they left told him it was his people that did this. That alone caused a smile to come to his lips, knowing that they weren't far away. Perhaps they found out what happened to him, or possibly they found the caravan on a random patrol, and a greeting went wrong. Could also be a rival tribe war gone wrong. Never the less he was sure that he would be back with his people soon, though he still had to track them down, and catch up to them of course.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Centaurian downfall. (exelis and Me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Milanthe</strong> on <strong>17-02-2009, 16:15:30</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"She's dead," the Seer said softly, looking to what appeared to be a trampled mess of meat and bones, scraps of cloth about it.&nbsp; She wasn't quite sure what to think.&nbsp; As a child, after she'd been stolen, the witch had acted as a second mother, even as she grew, that feeling wouldn't completely shake.&nbsp; Her motherly tormenter.&nbsp; She didnn't know what would happen now.&nbsp; Would she be allowed to leave with the witch dead?&nbsp; Would the charm on the chain be broken?&nbsp; She didn't know, and was aprehensive to find out.&nbsp; She tore her eyes from the scene, feeling somewhat lost as she pressed her cheek against his chest.&nbsp; "What now," she asked him, deciding to take his lead.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Centaurian downfall. (exelis and Me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Coottick</strong> on <strong>18-02-2009, 01:06:50</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Feeling her cheek once more against his chest he let his eyes shift down to her. Then looking around the area he caught view of some spears that were left behind still shoved through the bodies of the people there. Stepping over to one of the dead bodies he reached out, grasping one of the spears tightly in his hand before he yanked it from the body and held it firmly in his grasp. That right arm kept itself tucked under her bottom and holding to her legs. Making sure she stayed in place while he continued to walk around the broken and battered camp. <br><br>"We find shelter, and a meal for the night."<br><br>He knew all to well how to survive in the wild on hisown, the only question was, would they be able to do so before they were found by the Minotaur, or even the more hateful beasts that roamed the lands. Though his people couldn't be to far, so he was happy to be freed, and able to have a chance to find them once more.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Centaurian downfall. (exelis and Me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Milanthe</strong> on <strong>18-02-2009, 01:44:38</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"The Hunter's family tent.&nbsp; I think it'd be big enough to house us both, and it can be taken down and carried by one man...&nbsp; We could get that for shelter, and I'm sure the cook probably has some cured meats and jearky...&nbsp; That is if..."&nbsp; She looked about, the Hunter's tent had seen better days, but it was better than nothing.&nbsp; The Cook's tent however...&nbsp; Well, it was burning, and the barrels he kept around his tent full of food looked to be broken or added to the burning mess.&nbsp; "Well, at least we have a tent if you think you can carry it," she told him.&nbsp; "I can repair it once we're somewhere safer once I get my pack, if it's still here," she said, looking about.&nbsp; There was debri everywhere, making her a little afraid to walk on her own, seeing places that were scared from fire, and surly too hot to step on even if it looked safe.&nbsp; She determined to stay by him untill there was a safer place for her tender feet clothed in shoes that the witch had decided would be better to look good than perform well.&nbsp; She couldn't walk more than a mile from camp, and when they traveled, the witch always had her assigned to a wagon.&nbsp; She'd no use for shoes that would hold up to walking.&nbsp; Not as far as the now dead witch was concerned.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Centaurian downfall. (exelis and Me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Coottick</strong> on <strong>18-02-2009, 16:29:29</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He tilted his head some to her question, his eyes following hers as he looked to the various tents before he smiled a bit to her question of him being able to carry the ten. That upper torso of his twisted just a little as he offered a low groan, his arm holding her up moving further out while he placed her gently on the back of that horses body of his and turned his attention once more to the area around him.<br><br>"I can carry as much as any horse. Possibly more."<br><br>Well it wasn't like he was a little man after all. Never the less, he didn't press the issue, simply stating the truth while he started to slowly walk the area. That spear in his hand being used to flip over scraps here and there to check and see what was under it all. It didn't look like anything was stolen, just not much was salvageable from the beating everything took.<br><br>"Anything you see you want I will carry. If it becomes to much, I will craft a cart from what it left from the broken wood and wheels."<br><br>After all, they would need everything they could get if they were to make it a easy trip. But what trip like this would be an easy one?
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Centaurian downfall. (exelis and Me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Milanthe</strong> on <strong>18-02-2009, 17:22:02</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She gasped lightly as he transfered her to his lower back, the horse one.&nbsp; She'd never had much practice in riding horses, with the wagons around it wasn't something particularly needed.&nbsp; She grasped his waist tightly, trying not to hold him too tightly, but also not wanting to fall.&nbsp; "I don't think we'll want a cart.&nbsp; If we get into trouble, that would slow us," she said softly, looking among what he flipped and lifted.&nbsp; When she saw her tent she pointed, "My bag."&nbsp; She looked at the old woman's wagon.&nbsp; She wished she could free the beasts the old woman kept, but she knew that they were too dangerous, and too angry.&nbsp; Her Seers eyes seeing the true form of the unicorn that pulled her wagon, seeing that he'd turned black with hatred for the witch and his bondage.&nbsp; A black unicorn wasn't something one could kill, only bind, and only a fool or one who couldn't see their true form would free one that was bound.&nbsp; That horn no longer a source of light, but merely an unbreakable weapon.&nbsp; <br><br>To the normal eye, the unicorn was still white and beautiful, a fake horn magically attached to it's head so that they could see it for what it was.&nbsp; But they still didn't see how dark it was.&nbsp; And she knew that there were much more horrid things in the witches cages.&nbsp; A water dragon of the east, shrunken and put into a glass bowl of water - a simple snake to regular eyes, a harpy, also shrunk, but hidden under the guise of a small child that had been shoved into a cage.&nbsp; That one she made sure was always in her wagon, least someone have pitty on the child and free the monster.&nbsp; She knew there was at least another dozen creatures that only a fool would free.&nbsp; <br><br>"Solnak, don't go near the wagon.&nbsp; I know what you probably think you see, but what you see - "&nbsp; She looked at the bird in it's hanging cage, seeming to be singing happily - able herself to see past the illusion to the fairy, cursing like a sailor and demanding to be free.&nbsp; She remembered as a child she tried to free the fairy, and still had scars from the encounter.&nbsp; "It's not real.&nbsp; It's an illusion," she told him.&nbsp; Putting her forehead against his back.&nbsp; "Let us just get what we need from here and go.&nbsp; I don't want to be around when they finally do get free of their bonds," she told him, looking back to her pack.&nbsp; "My pack and the tent, then some supplies from the cook's wagon," she said, "I think that will get us by, unless you can think of anything else."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Centaurian downfall. (exelis and Me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Coottick</strong> on <strong>18-02-2009, 19:19:16</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Hearing her words forced his right brow to lift, though he knew better then to second guess the shaman of his people, so he knew better then to second guess her. Shrugging off the desire to help the animals and other captured prey he moved to the tent, working to undo it, bring it down, then wrap it up and strap it to his left side. Once done he walked to her bag and lifted it with the spear, sliding it down so that she could pick it up at her desire while he went for the cooks wagon.<br><br>He searched for a good five minutes until he finally found a few suitable bags, once he did, he filled them with a decent amount of dry food, and water that was left over from the invasion. Handing them one by one to her he spoke.<br><br>"Hook these around my body on my right. We must even the load so I don't get off balance and tip."<br><br>Well, being what he was, he was less likely to tip then a horse, but if he had to make a fast and sharp turn, to much weight would still send them falling to the ground. Never the less, he gave a bit of a smirk before he went to the arms wagon, knowing they had weapons for show that were battle ready. They weren't the best of course, but they would do in a pinch. Picking up a few scimitars, and a bow and two quivers of arrows he then proceeded to place them on his body. The swords strapped to where his waist would be, the spear then slid through the straps on his underside, to keep it handy and at the ready, while the body and arrows were handed to her to find a open spot on him. <br><br>The weight of the combined items was a good bit, but not enough to keep him from going on, sighing softly now he looked back to her with a bit of a smile before speaking.<br><br>"I suppose we are ready to go now then?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Centaurian downfall. (exelis and Me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Milanthe</strong> on <strong>18-02-2009, 19:33:35</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She shook her head, putting the bow and arrowsachel around her own torsoe.&nbsp; She was a fair enough shot, and figured he would be strongest using the meelee weapons, and astride him, she'd best be watching his back with a ranged.&nbsp; "I don't think there's anything else we need," she told him, a bit more secure on his back, the things they brought supporting her legs to a degree so that she was more stable on his back.&nbsp; She held onto him strongly still though, his closeness and strength acting as a source of strength for her herself.&nbsp; "I guess we're ready," she told him, resting her cheek on his back, her forehead leaning against a piece of leather strapped to him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Centaurian downfall. (exelis and Me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Coottick</strong> on <strong>19-02-2009, 00:10:38</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Nodding his head just a bit to that he then started to walk in the direction of the hove prints. Though they were quickly fading, he knew enough to not get them lost. The wind blowing the prints around, covering them in the distance, and causing it to be harder to track, though he would do what he could to make sure that he stayed on track, even if he had to slow. <br><br>Speed was not something they needed at the moment, after all, he knew his people would be in one of their camps, holding up for the season, and if he wasn't mistaken, there was a good month left in this one. Never the less he'd not want to be wrong.<br><br>"If you need to rest then you can scoot up and wrap your arms around me, I'll make sure you don't fall."<br><br>Well, it was two fold really, he would keep her up, as well as having a reason for his hands to be near the blades strapped down his sides. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Centaurian downfall. (exelis and Me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Milanthe</strong> on <strong>19-02-2009, 02:36:57</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She nodded, tired from the vision of the old hag being killed.&nbsp; She'd been to excited before for the fatigue to hit, but now it was slowly seeping its way in.&nbsp; "Thank you," she said, scooting so that her legs straddled his humanesk waist, her rear resting on his equine shoulders as she wrapped her arms around his belly.&nbsp; If she thought a centaur could be attracted to her, she'd have been embarassed to press her body against him like she was, but she had no idea what he would be attracted to, and thought it safe to think a human would hold no interest to him.&nbsp; She however couldn't deny that the taught muscles of his human half felt good against her, a finger unable to help but trace a short line down the top of his abs before settling to hold.&nbsp; That, she was a bit embarrased about.&nbsp; He was being kind enough to take care of her, a woman with no particular gifts other than the one she was damned for, and she had just fondled him more or less.&nbsp; Her cheeks heated up, a blush going across her face as she rested her cheek against his lower back like a pillow.&nbsp; She'd worry over her ethics after she rested, she decided, being tired like she was must have been making her act funny.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Centaurian downfall. (exelis and Me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Coottick</strong> on <strong>19-02-2009, 04:06:27</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				As her legs came to wrap around his body, as well as her arms, he turned his head just a bit so he could see her out of the corner of her eyes. Feeling that finger tease against his muscles though caused him to lift a brow just slightly, curious as to why she'd do such a thing, though he let it pass. Simply carrying on with the walk that was bound to lead them to safety. <br><br>After a few moments passed, he let his hands slowly pull hers down his body, bringing them to her legs, and letting hisown cup them to keep her in place. Making sure he could hold onto her securely and it still be comfortable for them both. His pace was just fast enough so they wouldn't get left in the open during the night, while slow enough so she wasn't rocked to much to keep her awake. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Centaurian downfall. (exelis and Me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Milanthe</strong> on <strong>20-02-2009, 01:53:18</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She slept soundly on his back, her cheek occasionally rubbing against him as she shifted for comfort.&nbsp; She slept dreamlessly, a Seer didn't often dream, those that did often went mad, not knowing if their dreams were real or a Sight.&nbsp; <br><br>((Sorry it's not longer, I wasn't quite sure what I wanted her to do.))
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Centaurian downfall. (exelis and Me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Coottick</strong> on <strong>20-02-2009, 02:47:24</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				It didn't take long to find a decent shelter for the night. Finding a small set of trees next to a spring that would do for them both. Slowly, and carefully he pulled the tent from his side, taking it up and slowly setting it to the ground. Opening it up, he set the tent while she slept on his back. <br><br>Once the tent was set, he stepped inside and gently pulled her from his back. Then slowly lowering to the ground with her in his arms he pulled her close. Being a Centaur, and not having to worry about getting up, they slept on their sides most often, and as such he let her head come to rest against his lower front leg. Tucking her in close to the underbelly of his horse quarter, using that to keep her warm while he tried best for their shared comfort.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Centaurian downfall. (exelis and Me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Milanthe</strong> on <strong>20-02-2009, 16:04:37</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She moaned softly as he pulled her, gradually waking from her deep slumber as he layed down and arranged her.&nbsp; She picked up herhead just as he finally settled them both down, looking about.&nbsp; She'd been so deep asleep and so out of it, she hadn't even realized he'd set up the camp.&nbsp; She blinked, looking and pouting up at him, "I could have helped if you had woken me up."&nbsp; She still felt tired, the day having been a hard one, and it showed as she gave a yawn, using her hand to try and hide it.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Centaurian downfall. (exelis and Me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Coottick</strong> on <strong>20-02-2009, 16:18:43</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				From that position he couldn't see her, her body to far under his to be visible, though he could hear the tiredness in her voice. Shaking his head a bit he let his eyes close now, his body relaxing more as his tail swayed a bit behind them, just to swat away a few bugs that came close.<br><br>"You need your rest, and it wasn't hard."<br><br>He had positioned them so he could see out of the tents flaps anytime he desired. Not wanting to have someone sneak up on them, and being a fairly light sleeper, he thought it to be best that way.<br><br>"It will be cold, so stay close to my body for warmth. We will both need good rest if we are to continue."<br><br>At the moment that's all the information she would get from him.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Centaurian downfall. (exelis and Me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Milanthe</strong> on <strong>20-02-2009, 17:05:29</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She decided to accept that he'd done the day's work for now.&nbsp; Too tired to really argue.&nbsp; She pushed her back snugly against his belly, her head nuzzling his leg as she got comfortable.&nbsp; She wouldn't admit it out loud but she liked his scent.&nbsp; He smelled like warm grass and apples to her, then a musky scent she didn't know whether to call horse or centaur or just him.&nbsp; The fingers of one of her hand rested lightly on his leg in front of her as her other layed out on the ground.&nbsp; With a small sigh, she fell asleep against him.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Centaurian downfall. (exelis and Me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Coottick</strong> on <strong>20-02-2009, 17:40:56</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He smiled a bit to himself as she pressed back against his body, letting his large frame shield her from the small streams of wind that might venture through the thin slit of the tents door. The heat coming from that horses frame intense, not enough to be uncomfortable of course, but enough to keep her warm on even the coldest of days. <br><br>He lay there, silent, listening for the changes in her breathing, and feeling the touches that she gave. Each exciting him in a different manner, though he kept that to himself for the time. Not wanting to upset the woman in any fashion. Once he was satisfied of her sleeping, he too let himself slowly drift off to sleep. That body became more relaxed as he lay there with her, letting his dreams take him while he saw his past. The lovers he'd had, the battles he'd fought, and even the meals with friends that were shared. Each appealing differently to him, and evoking a different response out of his body, though non to drastic at the time. And all pleasent in theirown way.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Centaurian downfall. (exelis and Me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Milanthe</strong> on <strong>22-02-2009, 00:36:32</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She slept till morning broke, groaning as she heard a wild rooster crow early.&nbsp; The sky still dark, only hinting at the light of the sun making daybreak.&nbsp; She raised her head up, placing her hand on the barrel of his body.&nbsp; She gave a small smile, he was like a furnace, his body having kept her warm all the night.&nbsp; She carefully got up, trying not to wake him as she did so and went outside, intending to fix or find some sort of breakfast for the two of them.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Centaurian downfall. (exelis and Me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Coottick</strong> on <strong>22-02-2009, 03:09:09</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Well they did bring a good deal of food with them, it wasn't to much, but plenty to last them until he could go hunting for some larger meals. Never the less, the pack that held their food had nothing to special in it. Just some simple meats, and a few containers of water, with a clay jug of milk. <br><br>When she did move however, he woke as he was easy to wake. Never the less he stay there laying down, his eyes peeking open, just enough so he could keep an eye on her as she moved out of the tent. Watching for a few moments before he finally lifted his body up and came to stand in the tent, stretching those large muscles of his human torso while he kept himself hidden in the tent still.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Centaurian downfall. (exelis and Me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Milanthe</strong> on <strong>22-02-2009, 03:46:49</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She frowned at their supply.&nbsp; Good enough to survive at least, she had to admit.&nbsp; But she wished that there had been some edible breads that hadn't been ruined.&nbsp; She took a small chunk of cured meat for her own breakfast before tearing off a larger piece for Solnak.&nbsp; She was about to go back into the tent when he came out.&nbsp; She gave a small smile to him, a light blush on her cheeks.&nbsp; "I'm sorry, did I wake you," she asked, standing up and holding out the meat she'd torn off for him to take before she poured water into a pair of stoneware cups.&nbsp; She held one out for him before she sat down on a nearby rock to eat her food.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Centaurian downfall. (exelis and Me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Coottick</strong> on <strong>22-02-2009, 04:00:04</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				As the meat was held out for him he smiled to her, taking the food and drink before he shook his head a bit. He didn't want to leave that tent fully just yet, as the nights dreams had excited him a bit more then normal. Not that anything of the sort would be unnatural, he just didn't think she would want to be exposed to that side of him.<br><br>"Thank you....And do not worry about it, I sleep lightly. As a protector of my people I am trained to wake up at the slightest thing, so I wont get caught off guard."<br><br>With that he started to eat some of the meat, chewing it up with a smile at his face while those hind quarters stayed hidden withen the tents safety.<br><br>"Sleep well I hope?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Centaurian downfall. (exelis and Me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Milanthe</strong> on <strong>22-02-2009, 15:38:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She gave a nod, eating her own meal quickly.&nbsp; She licked her fingers when she was done, enjoying the spices that had been used on the meat.&nbsp; Giving each finger a small suck before she drank the rest of her water and stood.&nbsp; "I'll get everything packed since you did everything yesterday," she told him giving him a smile before she turned to pack up the food.&nbsp; Doing that fairly quickly, she went to the tent, "Ah...&nbsp; You might want to get out of the tent while I get it packed..."&nbsp; She gave him a small bashful smile, moving to hold the tent off of him so he could exit, thinking that was all.&nbsp; When she saw it wasn't, her cheeks flushed, "Ah...&nbsp; I..."&nbsp; She gulped softly her eyes drawn to his pride a moment before she forced herself to look away, letting the drape close.&nbsp; A virgin, that was the only palus she'd seen that wasn't on a child younger than five.&nbsp; She supposed that THAT was the normal size for centaurs.&nbsp; "Sorry, I didn't know," she sid softly, afraid she'd embarrased him, that thought the only thing that kept her curriosity from making her go in and examine the foreign thing.&nbsp; Though, suddenly, she also had a heat in her belly that she couldn't explain, or perhaps wasn't sure she wanted to.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Centaurian downfall. (exelis and Me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Coottick</strong> on <strong>23-02-2009, 22:52:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He smiled softly to her as she ate her food and started to pack things up. Though, when she opened up the tent he blinked a bit, turning his attention to her before he let his body back up just a tiny bit more, but it seemed it was to late. <br><br>When he noted her blush and words he shook his head just a little. It wasn't much of him exposed, but it was enough for her to see. No more then three inches were peaking forth from it's sheath. <br><br>"It is alright. It happens sometimes when I sleep. It is only natural."<br><br>Shrugging&nbsp; to that he finally stepped out of the tent, she'd already seen it, so why bother to hide anymore? Finishing off the last bit of his breakfast now he smiled to her once more. His hands brushing down to sides of his forward flanks, just to ease a little of the tension that had build through the night. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Centaurian downfall. (exelis and Me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Milanthe</strong> on <strong>24-02-2009, 00:41:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Sorry," she said softly, "I've just never really seen..."&nbsp; She blushed a little deeper, deciding to shut up.&nbsp; She went back to work getting the tent down and folded so that he could pack it upon his large body.&nbsp; She soon finished packing up the rest, making it ready for him to put it on her back before she looked at him, "Where exactly are we going, anyways?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Centaurian downfall. (exelis and Me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Coottick</strong> on <strong>24-02-2009, 22:45:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Seeing her blush even more that head of his tilted again. Turning to face her, he leaned down just enough to look to her face to face while his right hand lifted, brushing against her reddened cheek once she was done packing things up.<br><br>"Why do you turn red? Is the sun to hot for you?"<br><br>With that, he looked up to the sun, not directly of course, but at it none the less. Almost as if gauging it's heat from where he was. Though her question broke him from his train of thought before he looked back down to her with a smile. Straightening up fully as he picked up the packed bags and started to strap them onto his body.<br><br>"We will find my people. Then, when we've rested enough, if you wish to go back to your people, we can take you to a nearby village."<br><br>He nodded to that, knowing of many villages that were close to the path his roamed. Though the choice was hers to make, after all, she was nice, and he liked her. So what harm would come from her staying with his tribe?
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Centaurian downfall. (exelis and Me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Milanthe</strong> on <strong>04-03-2009, 00:18:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She shook her head at the first question, "Ah, no...&nbsp; The sun is fine."&nbsp; She looked and watched him as he prepared himself to leave.&nbsp; She bit her lip, the offer was kind to take her to a village, but...&nbsp; She didn't know where the Seer's village was.&nbsp; All she knew was that it was in a mountain range, somewhere where it was always cold.&nbsp; She'd been too young to remember where.&nbsp; "Do you think your people would mind if I stayed with you a while," she asked softly, walking up to help him strap a few things.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Centaurian downfall. (exelis and Me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Coottick</strong> on <strong>04-03-2009, 00:50:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He smiled back to her as she helped him strap those items to his body, once done he turned his attention back to her and shook his head slightly.<br><br>"No, they will not mind. I will see to it."<br><br>Well he didn't want to just leave the woman in the wild, after all she had gone through far more than he had, so he felt he should do something to help her. Not to mention the fact that she wasn't bad, and he liked her. Curious as she was, he was just as much so. Though curiosity always got him in trouble.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Centaurian downfall. (exelis and Me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Milanthe</strong> on <strong>04-03-2009, 01:19:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She gave him a soft smile, "Thank you."&nbsp; She looked about them, "Would you like me to walk today?&nbsp; It won't be too much trouble if you don't like me riding."&nbsp; Her eyes examined the plane before them, a big, wide and green open space.&nbsp; She found herself enjoying such a view.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Centaurian downfall. (exelis and Me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Coottick</strong> on <strong>04-03-2009, 01:30:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tilting his head just a bit to that question of hers he then shrugged his shoulders. His eyes soon following hers though, taking in the view in the distance before he spoke with a soft smile.<br><br>"It is your choice, just stay close in case trouble."<br><br>Well he didn't want her to get hurt if a hunting party came by, or worse, one of the other beasts that roamed these lands. Of course most came at night and didn't mess with Centaur, but there were those few brave enough to test themselves.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Centaurian downfall. (exelis and Me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Milanthe</strong> on <strong>04-03-2009, 01:32:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I suppose it depends on how much ground you want to cover," she told him, knowing she couldn't go as fast or as long as he could on her two human legs.&nbsp; She gave her lips a slow lick, wondering how far off his people were.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Centaurian downfall. (exelis and Me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Coottick</strong> on <strong>04-03-2009, 05:35:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He nodded slightly to her response, then started to walk toward the East. His pace was a slow one, being used to the way humans walked by now he knew better then to move to fast. Eyes drifted over the planes, then to her before he spoke.<br><br>"We have time."<br><br>Well his people didn't stay in one place forever, but they would be at one camp for at least a week, and if they were moving to the next camp when they hit the caravan, well there was no way they'd leave again before they got there. <br><br>Of course, even if they did move camp they never did go far, only a few miles away to the next watering hole for another week or so. Keeping ahead of the seasons was all they cared about really.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Centaurian downfall. (exelis and Me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Milanthe</strong> on <strong>07-03-2009, 05:24:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She nodded, walking close to him as they started, her hand on the barrel of his body.&nbsp; She stayed there, her hand on his lower body staying close as he said and as close as she felt safe.&nbsp; "Why don't you tell me about your people?&nbsp; I'm afraid I don't know much but hearsay."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Centaurian downfall. (exelis and Me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Coottick</strong> on <strong>07-03-2009, 05:42:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He let his eyes drift down to her now as she spoke again. Tilting his head just a bit before he looked back toward the distance. Keeping his senses sharp while he responded to her question.<br><br>"We aren't unlike humans were in their early years. We simply choose not to build great cities to live in, and instead stay in small tribes that hunt and live together. Though we do take out hunting grounds serious, most often times it is the humans that attack us first, because they assume we will do the same if the chance came."<br><br>He shrugged a bit to that, his people always seemed to be misunderstood, but he faulted that with people not bothering to know them, and trusting the words of unsavory men that wished only to get what they wanted.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Centaurian downfall. (exelis and Me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Milanthe</strong> on <strong>09-03-2009, 06:16:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I see...&nbsp; What else?&nbsp; You talked of Shamans before...&nbsp; What are they and what do they do?"&nbsp; She looked up at him curriously, walking a little faster for a moment in order to walk a little in front of him so he wouldn't have to turn his head and look away from his path so much.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Centaurian downfall. (exelis and Me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Coottick</strong> on <strong>09-03-2009, 07:06:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				When she stepped around to get ahead of him a bit he tilted his head, watching her curiously before he let his eyes venture at the surroundings again. He normally liked to keep eye contact with those he spoke with, though being in such short numbers in these lands meant you had to keep all your senses high.<br><br>"Our Shamans are said to be gifted by the gods...Though some say they simply are more in-tune with nature, but none say their powers are false. Regardless of how they come to their powers, they are not unlike you. They see things no one else can see, past, present, and future. They can heal small wounds, and make larger ones less problematic for the tenders to take care of. Also, they are old and wise enough to know far more then any of our people.....And they have no problem letting you know that either."<br><br>He chuckled at the last bit, remembering just how the Shamans were. None were to bad of course, though they did often strut around as if they were better then the others when it came time for the mating calls to go out. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Centaurian downfall. (exelis and Me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Milanthe</strong> on <strong>19-03-2009, 05:00:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I...&nbsp; I dunno if I can heal like they can...&nbsp; Though, I've never tried or been tought how even if I could," she said softly, licking her lips before smiling at his last words, "I notticed that many with power like that will often take that stance...&nbsp; Sometimes I considered it in the caravan, but...&nbsp; with the witch, it never seemed right.&nbsp; Almost as if she might strike me down if I tried to go against her even with my demenor.&nbsp; She often fostered their ideas that I was a witch that could curse them instead of merely a seer..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Centaurian downfall. (exelis and Me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Coottick</strong> on <strong>20-03-2009, 03:44:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He turned his attention back to her as he smiled just a bit to her. Looking up to the sun above their heads, he then sighed softly before he came to a stop there and reached to his side to get a water sac he'd stored. <br><br>"Thirsty?"<br><br>Taking a swig from the water sac caused him to give a pleased breath of air from his nose. Turning back to her he handed it out so she could take it if she wanted.<br><br>"It's a bit warmer then expected. Would you rather break until it cools off?"<br><br>Well he could handle the heat, but not unlike humans it was still uncomfortable regardless. He stayed where he was with a slight smile at his lips as he waited for her response. Somehow, up to this point, he had managed to keep his eyes at her face for almost the entire time he'd been near her. Though, that moment his increased height afforded him a glance down the front of her body that caused him to stir just a little inside.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Centaurian downfall. (exelis and Me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Milanthe</strong> on <strong>20-03-2009, 03:50:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She nodded, "Yes, it is...&nbsp; I think it would be a good idea, we'll need less water, it would be better to save what we have just in case."&nbsp; She only took a small drink of the water sac before giving it back to him, looking for where they could find shade.&nbsp; She smiled, seeing an apple tree, "How do apples sound to you?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Centaurian downfall. (exelis and Me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Coottick</strong> on <strong>22-03-2009, 03:46:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tilting his head just a bit to her question he then gave a bit of a nod to her. Smiling lightly, he started toward the tree, taking the weight of the tent and bags from his body as he did so. <br><br>Once there he sat the items down onto the ground, along with the weapons to get comfortable before he lowered himself down to let the underbelly of that body rest against the ground.<br><br>"This will make it take longer to get to my people, though I am sure we will make it in time."
			</dd>
		</dl>
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