~More Than You Can Bargain For~
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				Title: <strong>~More Than You Can Bargain For~</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dreamers Sand</strong> on <strong>08-07-2010, 23:44:08</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-family: ar julian;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 24pt;" class="bbc_size">More Than You Can Bargain For</span></span><br><br>(http://i33.servimg.com/u/f33/14/03/36/72/blood_10.jpg)</div><br>The town was fairly large, but the business in the Scarlet Flood's tavern and inn was somewhat calm tonight. Some came and went, others stayed. Some were drunk, some were merely aching for a bite of the rather good food here. The Scarlet Flood was marked by smooth dusty tuscan walls and long dark boarded floors. The chairs and tables were just a shade lighter than the floors, being of a shade of burnt umber. On the far side was a bar with an arched doorway that led back into the kitchen, where the food was prepared. But while several tavern wenches worked through, bringing food out and serving the partakers of the Scarlet Flood, there was one woman who did not. <br><br>Lyric was a lean woman, with somewhat fair skin though it was gently sun kissed by her few occasions of outing. She had long black hair that flowed like ebony silk down her back, contrasting ever-so-perfectly with her passionate lime colored hues. Her full lips were pursed in a somewhat displeased manner, her eyes scanning the tavern's open spaces back and forth. Her long lashes touched her cheeks when she blinked, and she let out a long-winded sigh. Someone down the bar turned to look at her, and she glared back, biting her lower lip and gracefully extending her hand up. She twisted her wrist and the man watched her smooth skin as she moved, finally curling her fingers to flip the man off. He picked up his ale, and moved away.<br><br>"Stop bein' such a damn adamant cow." Rogan coughed. She turned her head sharply towards him, and if she had the potential to growl (which she did more often than not), she would've. But her eyes merely narrowed, as a newcomer stepped inside. Her eyes followed his figure and she wrapped her mind around his form, wondering what he was and who. What he was here for, what his adventures were like. As with most interesting looking customers, Lyric couldn't help but fathom the many fine details of the stranger.<br><br>She stepped out from behind the counter, moving towards him. Her body was draped in unique clothes; far from the smooth gowns and dresses of the wenches inside the tavern. Instead, she wore a dark green top that unveiled her smooth toned navel over a lighter shade of celadon that had slightly longer sleeves than the torn sleeveless top over it. Her pants were dark green breeches that ended at her shins, with gaping holes on the sides laced with rich chocolate colored ties that matched the ties at the front and the ties underneath her breasts, as well as several ties around her wrists. Her boots were black and leather, somewhat worn looking, yet with three inch thick heels making her legs look mesmerizing and longer than they already were. <br><br>The green eyed woman was walking forward and a thick, burly hand reached out and stopped the sway of her hips, callous fingers running over her smooth skin. It ignited anger, and she was far from tame. Lyric simply did not look to see it was Rogan, and went on to grab his wrist, digging her nails into his skin. When they released each other, he had deep little indentions in his skin that after a few moments began to speckle red where the capillaries were cut near the skin. <br><br>Rogan moved towards the newcomer, the red-haired traveler. His heft form seemed top-heavy by his broad shoulders and thick legs, though his legs were more slender than his broad chest. His face was gaunt and heavily tanned, weathered by scars and marks and a five o'clock shadow. His lips parted and he grinned.<br><br>"Aye, what brings you to the Scarlet Flood sir?" He said, his voice deep and rasped.
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~More Than You Can Bargain For~</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>FallenAngelNajdan</strong> on <strong>09-07-2010, 00:26:10</strong>
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				Vorath had been going down a road for a long while. Just how many days had he gone with out sleeping or anything to eat? He did not even know. It had been a while, and he would have been dead if he had not found that stream in the forest a few days back. It saved his life, and he was thankful for it. He often thought about how he would die, but alone in a forest looking for water and food was not one of the ways he wanted to go. He traveled a few more days, and found that he was nearing a town of sorts. He was happy to that fact. He could use the last of his money to buy a hot meal, and maybe a bed, and then look for work inside of the town to replace the gold that he would spend. He looked down at himself. He was wearing a clock that had a huge hood on it. Some of his hair was peaking out of the top of it, and only part of his face was able to be seen. It was just enough to see his eyes, and part of his nose and mouth. It was enough to tell that he was not some kind of monster, or anything of the likes. The clock was open on the front, allowing him to show off his chest and markings. It would not be right to call them tattoos, because they were much more then just something to make his body look good. He had some more markings on his hands, five on each one. All of them started in the center of the back of his hand, and extended down one of his digits. Everyone could see his pants, they were red, the color of blood, same as his hair.<br><br>When he entered the town, he saw that it was a good sized one, but most of the taverns where near the center of town, and he did not like that, there would be far too many people in them. There was one that looked like he would enjoy it very much. He walked into the tavern and inn, and found that it was perfect. It had people, so he could blend in, but not too many that he would not be able to move about if he needed to. As soon as he was done looking about the place, he could tell that he had two people looking at him. He saw that one was a women, and she had more in mind then just looking. and a man. The man had more in mind too, but it was in a much different way. He could not tell what both of them wanted, just that they would not stop at looking at him.<br><br>He looked at the man when he asked him a question. He thought about it just for a moment, and then removed his hood. It showed that he had hair that feel down over his eyes, and some braids of hair that went all the way down it his ass. <br><br>"The named seemed interesting, and I needed a place to rest a little, and a hot meal. And this place was just on the way that I am headed. Do you think I can sit over there and rest a bit before I get a meal? I am really tired and me feet are killing me" He asked the man, and nodded his head to a table that was empty and out of the way. He really was tired, and he did not want to eat with his feet and legs aching like they did right now.<br><br>"Also, do you know the way to the next town? I saw that there was four roads leading out of this town."<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~More Than You Can Bargain For~</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dreamers Sand</strong> on <strong>09-07-2010, 00:50:59</strong>
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				Lyric watched from a distance, folding her arms across her chest in slighted defeat. <em>Rogan you idiot, I was just going to serve the guy. It's not like I do <span class="bbc_u">everything</span> wrong.</em><br><br>But she turned and returned to the counter, moving to sit on the inside shelf that was a foot lower than the countertop itself. Her legs crossed and she parted her lips, muttering silent little curses to herself, even holding her own little conversation.<br><br>"<em>Lyric, stand down. Lyric shut up. Fuck you Rogan.</em>"<br><br>Rogan nodded to the man, stepping back and ushering his hand towards one of the private booths in the back corner. "You're gladly welcome to sit for a while. Take your time, and when you're ready to drink..." He turned his head and looked over at Lyric, watching her make a burning glare to match his gaze. "Gr... I uh, have a new young woman working for me, a bartender and hostess. When you are ready, she will serve you." <br><br>Rogan turned away, moving in broad heavy strides towards the counter. He slipped behind the heavy oak structure and moved towards Lyric. He grabbed her by her wrist and pulled her back into the kitchen. There, he pushed her into the wall, his broad hand taking up half of her navel as he pushed her there&nbsp; to hold her. Her eyes burned wildly like a lion about to devour the enemy. She curled up her fists and growled quietly.<br><br>"You fuckin' listen and you listen well." He said, a soft almost Irish accent to his voice when angry. "You're serving the newcomer, he's in the private booth. You behave, you listen, yes sir and no sir is the proper responses." He leaned closer, his breath of mead pouring over her lips. "And did I say behave? If so, let me say it again. <strong>Behave</strong>." <br><br>A sudden light flared from kitchen area, and a quick loud cough and gasp made many patrons look that way. Rogan simply stepped out and behind the bar counter, licking his fingers and pinching out a little flame atop his head of curls. He sat down and huffed quietly, as Lyric stepped out of the kitchen with a big grin on her full lips, walking towards the newcomers table. But a loud snapping sound stopped her as she turned slowly with a pivot on her heels.<br><br>Rogan pointed to the counter, and she returned.<br><br>"Don't be so eager, he's not ready to order yet you twit." <br><br>Lyric scoffed quietly and pushed herself back up onto the counter, sitting there and staring over the vast varieties of alcohol near her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~More Than You Can Bargain For~</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>FallenAngelNajdan</strong> on <strong>09-07-2010, 01:41:34</strong>
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				He walked over to the booth that the owner it seemed had picked out for him It was a good one, but he would not tell the owner that he did not like being by the wall. It limited the ways he could run away in needed. But it did also limit the amount of ways a opponent could attack him from. He sat down on the hard wood of the seat, and even that felt so soft to him. It was like a nice soft and warm bed. If he was not good at holding everything in, he might have sighed and fell asleep right there. But he needed to eat before he even thought about sleep, and before eating he needed to rest. He thought that it was a stupid cycle that he seemed to be suck in, but resting right now would be good for him. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the own grab the women he told him about and take her into the back. He was not sure what it was about, but when there was a flash of light and he came back out with a little bit of fire on him, he knew that she was a wild one, and she could use magic. It was something of an odd combo, and he thought that she would be fun break that wild streak. But that was something for a much greater time, when he could settle down and maybe stay in one city for longer then a few days. And by that time he would be long gone, and he would have forgotten about this little city.<br><br>He rested for about half hour, and then looked over to the lady. He got her eye and then motion for her to come over. He thought about what he was going to eat, and it started to make his mouth water. It had been too long since he had something to eat, so he was going to have something that would be easy on his body. But anything would be good.<br><br>He watched the women as she walked over to his table, and still, thinking that breaking her wildness would be some of the greatness joy someone could have.
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~More Than You Can Bargain For~</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dreamers Sand</strong> on <strong>09-07-2010, 02:09:34</strong>
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				Finally, after what felt like forever's wait, Lyric was called over. She slipped off the counter, and stretched a bit. Her eyes returned to the stranger and she began to stride towards him, remembering Rogan's annoying words echoing in her mind. <em>Behave, behave, behave.</em> Idiot. She continued until she had made it completely across the tavern, reaching his table. For a moment, she stopped, and cleared her throat. Her lime eyes could almost glow in the soft darkness, only the oil lamp lights hanging over the booths and tables. She licked her lips and took in a breath, trying to put on a smile but it merely looked like she was in some state of displeasure. <br><br>"Hey, what can I get for you?" Lyric said as softly as she could manage. Her eyes studied his and she looked back down at her fingers, wondering if he had his mind made up, or if he was going to do as usual people did, which was sit and ponder ponder ponder. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~More Than You Can Bargain For~</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>FallenAngelNajdan</strong> on <strong>09-07-2010, 02:22:52</strong>
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				"I would like to have any soup that you have with some bread. Also a drink if you wound. No mead, how about just a pitcher of water. Also, you don't have to force yourself to be nice to me. Nothing you say or ask will startle me at all. I guess that is why the owner took you back into the back to tell you to be nice. He seemed like he thought you would upset me in some way. But that matters not now, does it?" He smiled at her. It was a weak smiled, but he did note care.<br><br>"How long do you think it is going to take to get my food. My body will not hold out for much longer." He said quickly to add into the importance of it all. He did not even remember how it felt to have food is his belly. But while he was waiting for her answer, he looked over her, saw that she was in fact something that he would enjoy. She was not dressed like a normal women would be, but more like someone that did not care. But she made it look much better then any dress he had ever saw. It might just be her body that did that, or maybe it was the way that she held her self up. He did not know, but he thought about it for a moment, and then smiled.<br><br>"Sit with me while I eat, that way it would look like you pleased me." He could not help but have an order slip out when he was talking to this woman, it was almost like he was already trying to break her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~More Than You Can Bargain For~</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dreamers Sand</strong> on <strong>09-07-2010, 02:35:16</strong>
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				She heard his hunger's desire, and she nodded. Then her eyes grew wide for a second as he told her that she did not have to be nice to him. If only it were that easy, and yet he had also not yet ticked her off. She watched him for a moment, trying to remember what he had ordered. Damn, she really wasn't that good at waiting tables in the Scarlet Flood. But her thoughts returned to her at his next request, and she made a smile at the man.<br><br>"I'd apologize, but it means nothing to me when I tell you no." Lyric said coolly, turning away. She walked back to the counter and into the kitchen. She found one smooth glossy clay bowl and filled it with hot soup, chicken and dumplings she believed as it was what had been set in the cauldron to simmer an hour or so earlier. Then she gripped a pitcher and dipped it into the iced water, and carried it out. Her strides took her all the way back to the table, where she carefully set them both on the table.<br><br>"Any last requests?" She said then, rubbing her wet hands on her side.
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~More Than You Can Bargain For~</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>FallenAngelNajdan</strong> on <strong>09-07-2010, 02:48:44</strong>
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				He smiled at her reply to his request. It would have been too easy if she would have done what he said. And that, only pleased him, and kind of set him off at the same time. It made him want to see just how much this women was wild, and how much it would take to break her down. But right when he was thinking that, the smell of something heavenly hit his nose, and the food was here. He just about died at the look of it. He could not tear his eyes off it of. It was heaven in a bowl. She asked him something, but he could not really fully take his thought process off of the food.<br><br>"No... I think that... good."<br><br>He said, and then took a spoon, and dipped it into the soup with pleasure, and then he put it to his lips, and let his mouth work over the taste of it. If he was not a stronger man, he would have fainted at it. He looked back up at the women, and smiled, and nodded to her. It was another thing he was doing out of habit. He normally treated women like they where under him, and not thanking her for it was just another way of doing that. He did not care at all what she thought, he had everything he could ever want right now, and he was going to enjoy it all.
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~More Than You Can Bargain For~</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dreamers Sand</strong> on <strong>09-07-2010, 02:54:59</strong>
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				She put a hand on her hip when he nodded for her to leave, and devoured the spoonful of soup. For a moment, she just watched him. Waited for another reaction, but one did not come. So Lyric finally rolled her eyes, waving her hand dismissively. <br><br>"10 gold. You're welcome for that <em>speedy</em> order." She turned and moved away from his table, walking with a snare against her expression. When she reached the counter, she reached back and grabbed a bottle of wine, popping the cork and putting the bottle's lip to her own. The orchid fluid poured over her tongue and she pulled the bottle back, drinking down what had slipped inside of her. Lyric corked the bottle and looked over at Rogan, who was chuckling quietly to himself. Her lips drew back over her teeth and she made a snarling gesture to him. "Shutup." She mocked quietly, and Rogan only laughed.
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~More Than You Can Bargain For~</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>FallenAngelNajdan</strong> on <strong>09-07-2010, 05:48:06</strong>
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				He started to eat, and did not even hear her say how much it was. He kept on eating until he could feel that his belly was not going to be able to take much more. It was only about five bites, but then again, for him that was five meals. He looked down at the meal, and smiled. It was heaven, and he was there now. He took the water and started to drink. Once he downed a little of the water, he felt like he could fit a little more of the soup into his belly, and sure enough he did. He was finished soon after, and he moved over to the washing room. The door was not far, and he did not care if people thought he was trying to get out with out paying. He entered the room, and turn on the tap. He washed his face and hands, and then looked at his hair. It was too messed up to be fixed like this, he was going to have to take a bath. Then he would have to spend at least an hour or two fixing it. He thought that he could maybe do that tonight. He reached into his pocked and pulled out six gold coins. That should be enough for the food and a room with a bath. It was in any other town that he stopped in. He walked back out into the main part of the building and then went over to his table. He saw that his dishes was gone, and he did not understand way. There was still much stuff in the bowl that he could of licked off.<br><br>He turned and walked over to the counter with the owner and the lady that served him his dinner. He smiled at her and thought that maybe first he should try honey.<br><br>"So, what is you name? I forgot to ask you that before. Sorry if I came off a little, harsh. Its just been a good long while since I last ate. And the food you gave me was greater then any gold a man could ask for at that point in time." He gave her a smile, and then turned to the owner. "How much do I owe you for the meal, and how much would it cost for a room with a bath in it?" he smiled and looked back at the women.
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~More Than You Can Bargain For~</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dreamers Sand</strong> on <strong>09-07-2010, 07:01:13</strong>
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				The man approached, seeming much kinder now that he had eaten. He seemed to be brighter, more alive. She had spoken with Rogan when he disappeared to the washroom. And now that he returned, she could offer him up the price. And she had a reason, and everything. Perhaps Rogan did like using her to tell the customers that the things were more expensive due to problems in the outskirts.<br><br>"Hey." She said dully to the man, turning her bright green eyes away as he asked for her name. He then asked about the meal, and she skipped right over the first part. "The meal is ten coins, and the room will be ten as well. One of our food caravans got hijacked out the outskirts this week, so we've got no choice but to hike up the prices." She looked down at his hands, then raised her eyes once more. The sun-kissed woman folded her arms loosely across her chest and eyed Rogan when her contact broke. <br><br>"So, you just going to stand there, or are you going to pay?" Lyric said sternly, Rogan nearby.
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~More Than You Can Bargain For~</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>FallenAngelNajdan</strong> on <strong>09-07-2010, 07:13:32</strong>
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				He saw that she had already started to have a little bit of a dislike to him. But he knew that he liked it. It was just more of a wildness he would love to explore. But when she reached the price of the food and room, he felt a stone drop down into his belly. He did not have enough money to pay for his. He looked at her and then at the man.<br><br>"Well, then I have a problem then. I only got 6 coins. I don't think there is a place a skilled man could seek some work for... people that want other people out of the way?" He did not out right say that he was what he was, but it was enough to get the hint across, and not enough for people that did not know what he was talking about not to get it. He looked back and forth from each of them. And he smiled at the man. "Unless you want to offer a different way for me to pay for the meal if not the room for the night?"<br><br>If he could not find a way to pay, then he was not going to be able to leave this place for a while. Tend to the fact that he was going to be in jail.
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~More Than You Can Bargain For~</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dreamers Sand</strong> on <strong>09-07-2010, 07:34:56</strong>
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				His attitude swiftly changed, she felt, when he had come up, and now she knew why. He wanted to suck up for that he couldn't pay for it. She told him how much it was earlier when she put it on his table. He shouldn't have eaten what he couldn't pay for. Lyric raised an eyebrow, a devilish heart-destroying, soul-crushing grin on her face as she was about to tell him just how shit out of luck he was.<br><br>"You-" <br><br>"CAN PLAY." Rogan jumped from his spot and burst in front of Lyric, knocking her over. Her eyes grew wide and she toppled to the floor, rubbing her ass where she hit the ground. She growled quietly and muttered more curses as she stared up at big Rogan. "A g-game." Rogan spoke more calmly, smiling excitedly. "I love gambling. I'll make you a deal you can't deny! Look... If you win in a game of chips, I'll give you two hundred gold coins, <strong>not</strong> including the most lavish room we have, and that meal, free. And if you lose, you'll still get the room and most lavish room free... But you get her." He pointed his finger down at the ground.<br><br><em>"Heerrrrr."</em> Rogan drew it out, and Lyric punched him in the shin. Rogan growled, swatting her away with her foot. She crawled back up and she spat angrily a refusal.<br><br>"What the hell Rogan, I'm not a-"<br><br>"Shutup girl, you're more... You're..." His eyes turned and met the traveler's. "Beautiful and sweet, and amazing in bed with good cooking skills." <br><br>"YOU-" She clenched her fists and felt flames flickering there, but before she could stop, she felt something cold and her cheeks flared red. Rogan had picked up a pitcher of water and splashed it over her stomach and hands, soaking her with chilled ice water to put out her fiery flames.<br><br>"Behave." He returned his gaze then to the man. "Ugh. She's a little feisty, but it's the bargain I'm making. Either way you get a free meal and a nice room and bath for the night, instead of jail time."
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~More Than You Can Bargain For~</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>FallenAngelNajdan</strong> on <strong>09-07-2010, 07:59:06</strong>
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				He smiled at the man for the offer that he was getting now. He knew that she must have been a handful, but there had to be something about the guild that would make him get rid of her in such a manner. He could have just sold her off at the slave market and made a good amount of coin for her. Even when her wildness, she was still a very good looking woman, not to say she could use magic. That was something that was handy. It might have been untrained, but it was still something.<br><br>"Lets go over to the table and talk about the game and the beats. I don't want to get trapped into anything now." he said with a smiled, and then headed over to the table. He still did not understand what was with this best, he could not loose at all. But he smiled, and kept on walking to the table. He came over to the table and sat down, waiting for the other man to do the same. He did not know what the game was going to be or what he was going to have to do. But he did not know that he was going to make sure to win or loose. He smile.<br><br>"So, what is the game, and why are you giving such a good deal?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~More Than You Can Bargain For~</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dreamers Sand</strong> on <strong>09-07-2010, 08:19:59</strong>
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				"Heh, kid, it's not a good deal." Rogan said after sitting. The hefty thief lord put his broad callous hands on the table, the buckle on his left bracer scratching the wood lightly. He reached up and rubbed his palm against his facial shadow, the stubble itching the slight anxiety pinpointing itself into his hands. "Jeez, look. The girl, I've had her since she was a kid. Well, not <em>me</em>, but she's been passing through my guild for a long ass time. No man can handle her. She's got these wild magic spouts and a sailor's mouth. I'd recruit her, she'd be my toughest man, errr, woman. But I don't even trust the broad, she's got a snake's mind. Sly, cold, cunning. She's a stallion in the bedroom if you can survive her. Rumor has it one raider from a traveling caravan got her in bed and lost an eye. Don't know how- it may just be a rumor."<br><br>Rogan waved his hand dismissively. "Regardless, let me tell you about the game of Chips and Doubles." <br><br><div align="center">~XXX~</div><br><br>Thirty minutes had passed, and they readied to play, man on man. Two wooden dice set before them, and a stack of cedar rounded chips. Rogan felt a sweat working up on his brow, but he swallowed his anxiety quickly. He sat across from the man, and Lyric sat a table away, facing them with her chair turned. She had her legs crossed, her arms folded tightly across her arm. The feisty woman watched without much content as Rogan began the game.<br><br>"You better-" Lyric began.<br><br>"Shut up broad, I'm trying to play my game." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~More Than You Can Bargain For~</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>FallenAngelNajdan</strong> on <strong>09-07-2010, 08:39:01</strong>
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				He nodded at his explanation of why he was trying to get rid of her. And it seemed like he gotten her for free, so giving her away will at least give him back the money that he has to pay to clothed her and feed her. So it seemed simple enough to him. He then listened to the mans game. He spent time asking him questions, and often stopping to make sure that he understood the game enough to be able to play at least well enough to put up a fight. After the time, he smiled as the man was going to start the game. He watched him make his move, and they bet. But then he lost, and the turn was his now. He took the cup and the chips and smile. He put everything he had in on his bet and smiled as he won. Now, Vorath had all of the chips but two. It was not the owners tern. He smiled and passed the cup along with the dice and waited for his bet. He smiled and put in both of the chips, and Vorath matched his two chips. But as the dice came out of the cup and bounce along the table, then came to a halt on the wrong numbers, he smiled.<br><br>He could tell that the owner was very disappointed at what just happened.<br><br>"Well, it looks like I have won. I will be taking the 200 coins now." He smiled at him, and then looked up at the woman with a smile.
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~More Than You Can Bargain For~</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dreamers Sand</strong> on <strong>09-07-2010, 08:49:27</strong>
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				Lyric watched the game with curious, unblinking eyes. She was repeating curses and hopes and prayers in her mind. Those kiwi colored eyes stuck to Rogan and Vorath's every move, and she grinned as Rogan was quickly losing. He even looked over and spotted her, full rich lips pulled over a brilliant white grin as her eyes glittered with mischief. Tension built inside of her. No, not tension. Enthusiasm. <br><br>When the last move was made, and Rogan reluctantly passed up his chips, Lyric burst upward from her position. The chair flipped over and she threw a fist up into the air.<br><br>"Fuck yes!" She yelled, and the other two patrons in the tavern stared at her with wide eyes. Her hues sparkled with deviancy, her lips tugging in a wild smirk. "You bastard, you can't get rid of me. That'd be too lucky on your sorry ass." She sang angrily. <br><br>"Shut up you damn she-devil." Rogan boomed back, and she but stood there in an afterglow of glory. She even turned back to the other man.<br><br>"Thank you for coming to the Scarlet Flood, sir, I hope you highly enjoy your wonderful stay." She said, sugar-coating it only to piss off Rogan that much more.
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~More Than You Can Bargain For~</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>FallenAngelNajdan</strong> on <strong>09-07-2010, 08:58:36</strong>
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				He smiled at her outburst of happiness, but it was not because she was going to stay here. It was because the owner hand lost. He saw that she enjoyed it when he did not get his way at all. But he got up and started to look like he was going to to up to the room of his choice, but then he turned around.<br><br>"I got a deal for you. Its just a counter offer. How about, I get the meal and the room for free, a few supplies and the she-devil for the 200 coins?" It was a real offer to him. He thought that just maybe, it might be good to have someone around on his long trips. And the fact that if he could break her, he was going to. She would be able to be trained, and then when that was done, he would have a strong person on his side to maybe even help him in his jobs. The thought was just enough to make him think about what it would be like to have something that powerful underneath him, moaning and crying his name. Add that to the fact that she was meant to be wild beast in bed, he would find it more then his moneys worth.<br><br>"What you say? A fair trade? But she would not work for you tonight, and she would, join me up in my bed room for the night." He smiled, adding in that last part just to see if she would have another put burst about it.<br><br>"If not, I am going up to the room and going to bed. Its been a long week." He eyed them both, and waited for his answer.
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~More Than You Can Bargain For~</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dreamers Sand</strong> on <strong>09-07-2010, 09:14:20</strong>
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				Rogan turned to be defeated, until the man spoke his next offer. He turned his head up, and if he were able to exasperate his expression, it would be from sad, homeless puppy, to fucking mind-blown happy puppy. He smiled so wide his cheeks could've cracked, his eyes bright and ready to see his wench's expression. He turned to Lyric then. He drew out a small silver amulet that had her name engraved into it. It was, rather so, a name tag. He tossed it to the man, hearing the quick bark of disapproval that was Lyric's stepping forward, arm out. Her expression had just as drastically changed. <br><br>"You-" She was blank, as Rogan finished her sentence.<br><br>"Are to warm his bed tonight." He shot off into another room, and raced back, heavy footsteps able to frighten off many as he shoved a thick leather messenger bag into her hand. "There are your things princess, now make that man a bed so great that he'll be scarred with your ... err... lustful passions." <br><br>He turned away, and she turned to watch the redheaded man. <br><br>"Rule one, I wouldn't warm your bed even if you had a magic penis that granted wishes..." She scoffed, moving past him and growling, fists curled til her knuckles were white.<br><br>"Follow me you... piece..." <em>of shit!</em><br><br>She shook her head, finally reaching the door. She twisted the knob and pushed it open hard, the door hitting the wall as she stepped inside and put the bag aside, opening it up and searching through clothes. The man followed, and the door was shut. Day one of a whole new adventure. <br><br>"Rule two." She continued. "My name is Lyric. I respond to Lyric for you. Call me hot cakes, sweet ass, or any other surname, I'll toast your little penis off with my mind." She said, raising a hand as flames flickered into existence into her palm, before disappearing quickly after her fingers curled up into a fist. She turned and pulled out a dark green gown out of the bag and folded it over her arm. <br><br>"Who's bathing first, you or I?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~More Than You Can Bargain For~</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>FallenAngelNajdan</strong> on <strong>09-07-2010, 09:28:21</strong>
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				He reached out and got the thing that was thrown at him. He looked at it, and thought that it was something to hold her close to the person that wore it. He smiled and put it on, only to see her giving her bad and then watching her as the moved up into the room. He already thought her to be worth the money, everything that she was saying was only making him more interested in her. He noted that she would only be called by her name, and that was fine. And she told him that she would not be sharing the bed. He did not matter, mostly he wanted to get to know her a little more, so that he could work out a way for him to trick her around.<br><br>"We can both bathe, or you will just have to wait until after me. Because I am going to get into there right now." He took off his clock and then headed over to the tub that was in the other room. He turned on the water, and the looked back out into the room. "Are you going to be joining me? Or not?" he turned, thinking that she would not, and started to fully undress all the way. He took off his pants, and then dipped into the tub, and started the water. It came in warm, just right for him. He did not care about anything he owned, but he kept on the necklace that he was given. He could only think just how much his days would change now that he had her. She would be able to become something powerful with proper training in magic. He would teach her how to use what he knew, and then he would find a true master for her to learn under.<br><br>Another thought came into his mind. Now that she was his, he was not going to let her have her way with anyone else but him. That was for sure.
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~More Than You Can Bargain For~</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dreamers Sand</strong> on <strong>09-07-2010, 09:39:48</strong>
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				He made a remark about bathing with him. She did not answer, but only made a hand gesture for him to go on. She sat on the bed's edge with her gown beside her, looking into the bathroom to get just a slight glimpse of his figure. She was not ashamed to look, her hues tracing down his body as he dipped into the water. But she tugged her eyes away before she could see his front.<br><br>"Sorry, I don't swim with little fish." Lyric said. She stared up at the ceiling and fell back on the bed, her long tendrils of black hair pooling on the bed around her. She stared at that pale ceiling, the room of shades of brown, black, and beige making her feel ill. How dare this happen? Another man? She was hoping she could just put up with Rogan's antics. It was hard enough dealing with him as was. She remembered the horrible things he did trying to tame her. He even tried to impregnate her, thinking childbirth would be the pain to soothe her wildness; but to this day she was sterile for reasons that eluded her. <br><br>Finally, she spoke up again.<br><br>"So what's your name? I failed to pay attention should you have offered it to me earlier." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~More Than You Can Bargain For~</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>FallenAngelNajdan</strong> on <strong>09-07-2010, 12:22:14</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The water felt nice on his skin, and he started to wash off all the grim and everything else that had come to stick onto his body since the last time he went by a spring. He was going to have to wash his clothes as well too. But right not it was him. He heard her comment, and thought that he was just going to have to ignore it, until later when he could show her just how small his fish was. He started to wash his hair, and during it he took the braids out and all of the clamps and everything else that was in his hair. Everything was starting to become nice and clean.<br><br>"My name is Vorath. Don't ask me for my family name, because you will never find out."<br><br>He kept on washing away everything on his body. Then he thought that he should ask a few questions of his own.<br><br>"How did you come to be in the possession of others? And when did you know that you could use magic, and how much training have you had?"<br><br>These were things that he would need to know because of them traveling together. Not the first question, but the last two are the ones that would have to know. He waited for the answer, and while he did, the last of the soap that he had in his hair was being washed out. He would have liked to have her in there with him, maybe her washing out his hair. A smiled spread over his mouth, and he knew that he was going to have to break her soon enough.
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~More Than You Can Bargain For~</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dreamers Sand</strong> on <strong>09-07-2010, 18:21:29</strong>
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				Lyric listened to the rhythmic sounds of the water washing over his skin, trickling back into the tub where he bathed. His fingers breaking through the water, the water running down his back. She couldn't help but raise her eyes to see him. Every now and then, glimpsing at his wet hair, smooth face; his lips. He was far more handsome than Rogan, or any previous owner. But he was already asking questions. He seemed tough. He'd be hard to kill, or at least ruin the life of. She had to do it though. She had to make sure that he suffered for having changed the deal. Lyric would assure to make his life hell. <br><br>"Questions already?" She scoffed quietly. "I'd rather leave you wondering." She replied. A few moments passed in silence before she rolled her eyes and shrugged. Her body fell back against the bed and she groaned loudly.<br><br>"Possession came as a child, I cannot remember how." She took a pause, a flickering memory sliding into her mind where she first saw her silver tag. But back then the center piece that had her name engraved was missing, and it was but a silver bracket. "I knew of my magic very early on, it flared with my emotions, still does. Never been trained, I'm training myself. Rogan tried to train me once and I severely wounded my instructor."<br><br>Inwardly she laughed wickedly, and shook her head. Then she pondered right back at the man. <br><br>"And you? Go on and tell me about yourself <em>Master</em>." Sarcasm and dread dripped off of her every word. "Occupation, magic, fighting skills, and what on earth made you pick me over the gold?" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~More Than You Can Bargain For~</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>FallenAngelNajdan</strong> on <strong>09-07-2010, 20:46:26</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He just smiled at her remark about her not answering him and just leaving him to wonder. He thought about it for a while. Someone like her would like to tell off who ever made her life like this, but it seemed like he was wrong. He was just going to have to get her to tell him everything he wanted later. Some of the things that he needed to know he could not accept her saying no to answering them.<br><br>A wide smile spread on his face as she started to answer him. He listened to everything and thought about her magic ability. He as just going to have to take the edge off of her so she would not get pissed off at the person teaching her the magic, and blow them up or something along those lines. First it was going to be him. And he did not feel like being blown up. Not that she could do that right away, but once she started to learn he was sure that she would be able to.<br><br>The way that she said master made him just about laugh. She did not enjoy that at all. But why would he be the one telling her that she did not have to say that. He would rather her think that she had to do it. But her questions was something that had power behind them. After thinking over each question, he came up with ways to answer each of them with out giving out too much about himself.<br><br>"I am a man that helps other people remove blocks in there life or business. I have a mild skill of magic. I don't end up using magic to fight, but reply on my training and physical strength. And that last question is an easy one if you think about it. The gold will go quickly, but with you, there is someone to talk with on the long ways if I feel like it. I might be able to train you to be able to even help me out on the missions. And you have cooking skill, something that will come in handy."<br><br>He was done with his bath, and got up and grabbed a towel that was on the shelf. He wrapped it around his waist, and took all of the clamps and let out the water and went back into the room and sat down on the other end of the bed. His hair was all over the place. The long sections were longer then him now that they were out of the braids, and he was having to hold them up so it did not drag on the ground. He looked over at he and then to the bath room.<br><br>"Well, its all yours."<br><br>He smiled as he thought that there was no door, so she would have to make sure that she would not show him anything. But he did not even know if he was going to look. He would rather rip the clothes off her himself to do that.
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~More Than You Can Bargain For~</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dreamers Sand</strong> on <strong>09-07-2010, 21:29:13</strong>
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				He stood, water running off of his body and she raised an eyebrow, scoffing as she came to sit up. Her legs hung off the bed as she untied her boots, pushing them down her legs and letting them slide to the floor. She stretched lightly, and as soon as he sat on the bed, she was off of it. Like a chain reaction, or two opposing magnets repelling each other apart. Lyric scooped her gown into her grip and moved to the bathroom, running clean water into the tub and letting it fill up again. She folded the gown up on a countertop and returned to the room. She picked out of her bag a small silk sack of toiletries, taking it to the bathroom. She pulled out two bars. One that looked clawed up, and another that was just a regular bar of soap. She put them on the tub's wide ivory lip. Then she stretched her arms up after grabbing the bottom of her lower top, pulling it off. Then she pulled off the second top, her breasts bouncing slightly as the tight second top pulled over her shoulders and off of her body. She folded both articles of clothing and then sat them on the counter's edge. Then she moved on to untie the sides and front of her pants, letting them loosen until they fell down to her ankles, leaving only a thin and somewhat stringy silk and lace pair of green and black panties beneath. Lyric slid her thumbs in both sides and slid them down, over her thighs and down her ankles, putting them aside as well. <br><br>Her eyes turned out of the bathroom as she untied her hair, the black smooth mess curtaining around her body. She then stepped into the tub, one leg then another, and twisted the cap on the faucet and shutting&nbsp; off the water. It was full, warm, and felt good against her skin. She dipped down until she was submerged, black hair like poison swimming through the water from behind her. She leaned back, dipping her face and hair into the water, and reached for one of the soaps. The shampoo bar sat in her hand and she took her other and ran her nails over it. Curls of soap formed under her fingernails and she pushed them over her scalp. She scratched the bar once more, and put the scrapings into her hair again. Then she set the bar down and began to knead her head, pushing the soap down as it lathered. Lyric pulled her hair out of the water and washed it well between her fingertips, lathering every inch before she dipped her head back down and left it silky, black, and glistening clean. Then she lifted the other bar and ran it over her skin.<br><br>"So what brings you here? You must not be good at what you do to show up starving and broke."
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~More Than You Can Bargain For~</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>FallenAngelNajdan</strong> on <strong>09-07-2010, 21:44:15</strong>
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				He watched her as she undressed, and only thought that she was not shy as he thought she would have been. But then again, he should have known that she would be like this. Its only a tease and torture for him, since she already told him that he could not have her. And that is something that she would do. He thought that the long weeks and months that he is going to have on the road with her would not be too hard on him then. At least he would not have to find a little closed area for her to have her own bath. But, all those thoughts took a back seat when she removed her top and her panties. He saw the way this woman looked with no clothes on at all, and he was sure that she was just as wild in bed as he was in public. That was a very good thing. He smiled at that thought, and he would have make her submit to him so that he would have that being under him, and he could feel that body on his.<br><br>When she dipped into the tub and started to wash her hair, his thoughts broke and he started to braid his hair. It would take much longer then her bath for him to finish it, but if he started now, then he should be able to get it down before he was too tried to think about anything else. She then made fun of him, and he smiled.<br><br>"I must not be good at it then. But that is not what I am told." He did not offer up anything else to defend himself. She would find out soon enough that he was skilled, maybe not the best at what he did, but still good enough to get the job done. He could hear her in the bath, sometimes light sounds of water moving, and then a splash from time to time.<br><br>"Would you like to learn some magic? I know a few people that could teach you, but first you have to get your emotions under control. Because someone with magic like yours will end up killing herself in a fit of rage or even when you try to cast a spell with upset or angry. If you do choose to learn, I will first teach you. I don't know much, but I get by on what I know."<br><br>It was an offer that had not strings really. Having her know magic would be better then her using what ever little things she would learn on her own. And if she does become controller of her emotions she would be a powerful magic user indeed.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: ~More Than You Can Bargain For~</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dreamers Sand</strong> on <strong>09-07-2010, 22:25:51</strong>
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				"I'll make you a deal." Lyric said softly, running the bar of soap down her breasts, across her stomach and between her legs. She rubbed it over her thighs and felt the bar gently nudge her clitoris. She leaned her head back and a soft breath escaped her lips as she continued running the bar elsewhere along her body, drawing it back up and rubbing down the back of her neck and back. Lyric rinsed her body, and came to a stand. <br><br>Water poured over her figure, dripping off of her sun kissed physique. She squeezed the water from her hair and moved out of the tub. The towel traced over every curve, and without putting on any undergarment at all, she slid the dark green gown over her form and let it hang down just past her knees, made of satin with quarter-sleeves and a low neck. She stepped out of the bathroom after having drained the water and leaving her clothes, taking only her little toiletries bag. She drew out a mint leave and chewed it, then swallowed, dropping it back into her bag. Looking over to him, she grinned.<br><br>"How courteous of you it would be if you gave your fine maiden the bed." Lyric then suggested, crawling up into the bed and letting her legs hang off.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: ~More Than You Can Bargain For~</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>FallenAngelNajdan</strong> on <strong>10-07-2010, 00:16:41</strong>
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				He smiled and watched her get dressed, and did not hide the fact that he was doing so when she came out. He looked at her, and then to the bed and smile. He did not even care for the bed, the ground was something that he could sleep on easy.<br><br>"Well, you can have it. Enjoy it while it lasts." He smiled as he thought about her sleeping on the ground after sleeping in a bed for a while. He did not move from the bed yet, as he was still working on his hair, only about half way down. He looked up at her and wondered just what the deal was.<br><br>"You said you would make a deal? What would that be?"<br><br>He kept on moving down his hair, but looking at her. His fingers moving like they where trained to quickly move with out missing a beat.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: ~More Than You Can Bargain For~</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dreamers Sand</strong> on <strong>10-07-2010, 01:18:57</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Lyric turned her head and watched him braid his hair, watching his precision and wanting to laugh. But this moment was a bit too serious. For the silence's period, she only watched those crimson locks twist down with his finger's instruction. The woman took it upon herself to finally bring up the deal.<br><br>"The deal is..." She took in a breath. "If you teach me magic without giving up, then I will let you find me an instructor." The woman dipped her head down before coming to a stand. Her hand reached back and drew down the covers a bit, and she pulled her gown up to her knees, crawling back into the bed. She slid her long, tanned legs under the sheets and drew them up to her waist, letting him see her silhouette. The gown, which fell over her like a veil. The satin glistened in the light of many candles in the night, showing clearly the shape of her breasts, chest, rib cage sloping into a taut abdomen and hips. It even gave away her risen nipples, pressing against the satin carefully as her eyes fell shut.<br><br>"Goodnight Vorath." She said slowly. "I hope you die in your sleep." Her lips then tugged into a smile, and she rested her head against the pillow. But sleep was impossible. At least for right now it was.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: ~More Than You Can Bargain For~</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>FallenAngelNajdan</strong> on <strong>10-07-2010, 01:27:29</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The deal did not at all sound like it was going to be a bad one. But he knew that there was something under the whole thing. He would just have to wait and find out what it was. <br><br>"Alright, I will agree to that. But you must also promise to work hard at it. It might come very hard to you, or it might come very easy. I don't want you to quit when I am teaching you."<br><br>He watched her as she got into the bed, and he eyes laid over her body and watch just how much the candles was doing for him. He smiled and then kept doing it work.<br><br>"Good night." <br><br>He staid up until his hair was finished, and then put out all the candles with his fingers. He grabbed his clock and rolled it up into a roll, and laid it down. He laid down and used it as a pillow. Soon sleep took him over. He knew that he would wake before her, but he wanted to see just what she would do while she was asleep.<br><br>It took him a while to fall asleep. But when he did, it was like it was only an instant. He woke, but kept his breathing slow and rhythmic. Making sure to keep the idea that he was asleep. It was about an hour before sun raise, the normal time for him to wake up. It was still dark in the room, and he could hear the soft sounds of her breathing.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: ~More Than You Can Bargain For~</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dreamers Sand</strong> on <strong>10-07-2010, 01:38:49</strong>
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				The morning came slowly, and the sun had just barely risen. As soon as the room began to even vaguely grow light, her eyes opened. Her pupils adjusted to the area and Lyric parted her lips to yawn. What a nice bed, she thought. Her mind was softer now, not yet hardened by the realization of things. She came to a stand, moving over towards the nearby window. Her fingers laced over the windowsill and she stared out, the sun rising and facing her. The silhouette of her form was evident, the smooth curves laced in dark green and morning light. She shuddered a bit; a shiver of the cool, before turning around. Her long dark hair swept around her form until she saw Vorath. <br><br>Lyric jumped a bit, eyes adjusting to him. The soft, gentle expression very quickly turned sour, becoming its usual bitter one. <br><br>"Dammit you scared me, you freak." She muttered to him, closing her eyes and rubbing them. "Have you no decency, or do you always stay away to stalk your prey? I should be afraid you are to eat my flesh and use my bones for making toothpicks." <em>Idiot.</em>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: ~More Than You Can Bargain For~</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>FallenAngelNajdan</strong> on <strong>10-07-2010, 04:55:42</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He watched her, and saw again her showing off her form. He wondered if she was going these kind of things just to torture him, or did she really not know what she was doing. But he did see that she was not always so, wild. Maybe it was just a front that she put up to the people that she did not like. If so he thought that me might as well just stop by the slave market and sell her now. He was not going to enjoy a fake wild person. He waned one with venom in her voice, and spunk in the way she thought. But when she saw him, he had to do everything he could to make sure not to smile at it. Once she saw that he was awake, he got up and started to put on his clock.<br><br>"Get ready. We are going to walk out into the forest, and there I am going to inspect you. By that I mean your magic, fighting skills, and body." He spoke with a voice of authority. He did not wait for her reply before he left the room. He walked down to the owner and started to tell him he wanted his supplies now. He was going to make sure to get at least a few days of food and water, and then that would be enough for him. Once he had what he wanted, he put the pack on his back under his clock, and waited for her to come down. He then thought maybe she would need something more then what she had in her bag. He would ask her that later when they where out in the street. He could do a job really quick and then buy her what she needed. He also thought that he would use that to show her just what he did. And maybe with the money left over her could get himself and maybe her a bed roll to soften the trip to the next town.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: ~More Than You Can Bargain For~</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dreamers Sand</strong> on <strong>10-07-2010, 21:11:18</strong>
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				"You aren't inspecting-" Lyric turned and saw that he was gone. She hissed quietly and raced to the bathroom. She tugged her gown off then re-dressed into the prior day's attire which had been cleaned before the evening came. She strapped her shortsword around her waist and threw her messenger bag over her shoulder. Then she raced down the hall, slamming the door before she reached the front lobby where Vorath was requesting supplies. She narrowed her eyes and growled quietly, storming up next to him. <br><br>Lyric glared at Rogan and the man twisted to go gather supplies in a bag, and the woman turned to him. She pulled her hair back and tied the ribbon so that her ponytail was low, but existent. She stared at Vorath for a moment then folded her arms across her chest.<br><br>"First off, my body is the last thing you'll be inspecting, instructing, or dreaming of commanding. And should you try to do otherwise, I'll fry you like the last man that put his hands between my legs looking for a good time." Rogan burst out in laughter from inside the kitchen, loud hearty laughter.<br><br>"I remember that poor lad!" He coughed from heavy laughter, clearing up and returning with the bag. "Have a nice adventure. You've definitely got one, more than you may think." Rogan's words had a secret meaning buried in them, but it was not obvious as it could be taken as Lyric's rebellious need for control and self-sufficient survival.
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~More Than You Can Bargain For~</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>FallenAngelNajdan</strong> on <strong>10-07-2010, 22:58:35</strong>
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				He looked at her when she came down and just stared at her. He was not going to take no for an answer on this topic. He needed to know about her body, if only to make sure that he could sell her later if needed to be. And her fighting skills and magic usage are something that he needed to know so he could leave her to defend herself or not. When the owner came back out, he nodded to him, not even seeing the loaded statement at the end. He turned around and started out of the place. He did not turn to see if she was following or not. He had a feeling that she had to be near or with the person that had the necklace. He went to the center of town and turn to her.<br><br>"Now, I am going to ask you this one. Don't be prideful and answer quickly and then end up making things harder on you later down the road. Is there anything you need or could use. Remember its getting close to winter, and we are going to be on the road for many days with out seeing a town. So if there is anything at all, speak up now."<br><br>He looked at her, waiting for her answer. He was going to have to do a job and he needed to know just how risky of a job he would have to do. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~More Than You Can Bargain For~</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dreamers Sand</strong> on <strong>10-07-2010, 23:50:44</strong>
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				Lyric watched him leave, and only followed as if some leash bound them. But when they reached a certain point, he stopped and was straight forward with her. For a moment, she just stared him down, but finally gave him an open and honest answer. <br><br>"A second set of clothes til we reach the next town. A coat or cloak; a blanket for our travels perhaps." She stared at him curiously, her green hues piercing his own hues. She let her eyes move down his body, remembering his figure save for his front; which she almost wish she had enjoyed- or maybe felt disappointment- in the sight of. She finally was staring down at their shoes, and she hefted out a sigh, rolling her eyes before bringing them instantly back up to his own.<br><br>"Shall we fetch them now, quickly? And are you going to be dictating what I wear, or is that still my choice?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~More Than You Can Bargain For~</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>FallenAngelNajdan</strong> on <strong>11-07-2010, 00:42:10</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He listened to what she had to say, and nodded a little. With what he needed and what she needed, he would have to take about a medium job.<br><br>"No, you can pick out what you want, just remember that your going to need protection from the elements." <br><br>He walked over to a board, and looked for what one would be in the code that was normally used to get the eye of an assassin. He saw one about a wild animal tearing up some of the barns. He smiled and took the paper off the wall and started to the area that it said to contact the people for.<br><br>"Come on, I have to do a job to get us some coins for the items."<br><br>He kept on walking along until he came up to what looked like a general store, and he walked inside. There was an old man and lady behind the counter and he smiled.<br><br>"I am here about the wild animal. Where would I find the person that posted the job?"<br><br>The old couple looked at each other then then smile.<br><br>"Well son, I am going to have to tell you that the job has been taken care of. We are in no need of someone."<br><br>"Well, who is this someone that you are in no need of?"<br><br>The man even smiled bigger. He pulled out a bit of paper and then handed it to Vorath. Vorath just smile and bowed, and then moved out of the store and opened the paper. He smiled and then laughed.<br><br>"Well Lyric, I think your going to enjoy this a little bit. It seems that you might even be able to do this one, if you wanted."<br><br>On the paper was one name, and a place that the person lived and how much they would pay for this person being removed. The name was Rogan, and it was the Inn that they just came from.<br><br>"What do you think?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~More Than You Can Bargain For~</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dreamers Sand</strong> on <strong>11-07-2010, 04:42:51</strong>
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				They headed inward a bit to the town, and he pulled over to move inside of a shop. Lyric leaned against the wall outside, staring up at the morning sky. Her eyes fell shut, lashes brushing her cheeks. Someone went by and whispered something of her, and she only cracked open one eye to glare them down. The young man stopped in his tracks until his friend bumped into him, pushing him forward. Lyric growled, before hearing Vorath's voice again. And when her eyes opened this time, there was a far greater deal to be excited about.<br><br>Her eyes glittered upon seeing the picture and name, and she felt her lips pulling back in a wicked, wide grin. All Lyric could do was nod as her fists clenched. The lean woman closed her eyes, remembering little flickering images of Rogan and she felt her power building.<br><br>"But he's mine to kill. Let me kill him, please. Or torture him. Yes! Let me <em>torture</em> him. Give me the order." Lyric chided smoothly, turning to Vorath, eyes glittering darkly.
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~More Than You Can Bargain For~</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>FallenAngelNajdan</strong> on <strong>11-07-2010, 05:56:51</strong>
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				He looked at her reaction and smile.<br><br>"The job does not say anything about how he must be killed, just that he must be removed from the world of the living. So I will be ok with that. But, you must promise now that what ever order I give you, you must follow it. I don't care if you don't like it, or even hate it. You have to follow it."<br><br>He looked at her, he wanted to see just how strong her hate was towards the old man was. If it was strong, then it should be able to beat down her hate for him. If it was weak, then she would surely tell him to fuck off.<br><br>"First off, this is how we are going to get back into his trust. I will come back saying that you attacked me and I don't want you anymore, and I want back the 200 gold. I will start making a fuss about it, and he should take us into the back or something to get us away from the people in the Inn. But for this to work, you are going to have to cut my face. Do it with your nails now."<br><br>He knew that he would not have to ask her twice to hurt him. He closed his eyes, and waited for the attack to come.
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~More Than You Can Bargain For~</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dreamers Sand</strong> on <strong>11-07-2010, 06:57:16</strong>
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				Lyric listened to his requests, both of them, and silence ensued. She reached up, thinking she could just slap him, curl her fingers when doing so and leave marks. But there was a more creative way of seeing if he'd put up with her. Lyric traced her fingers softly against his cheek, rubbing the spot softly where she would mark him. Then, her other hand reached up, gripping his face softly between her finger and thumb as she suddenly drew her nails down his skin, digging them in and leaving ragged little scratches across his face, pulling both hands back when she was done.<br><br>"And about the commands... I will abide by your commands. But you will never control me." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~More Than You Can Bargain For~</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>FallenAngelNajdan</strong> on <strong>11-07-2010, 08:12:12</strong>
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				He waited for a time, and the first feeling her got was a soft one. He knew that she was going to enjoy what she was going to do. He felt her other hand, and then he felt her nails. He had to hold back the feeling of getting turned on by what she was doing. But he opened his eyes and he felt little bits of blood dripping down from one or two of the scratches. He whipped off the blood, and felt that only one or two of them where deep, something that was easy to fix.<br><br>"Good, then you can torture him all you want." He smiled. He wanted to watch and see just how evil she would get with him. He started off down the street to the Inn again, and when he busted through the door, he acted like he was all out of breath. He looked around the Inn, and saw only a few people having there lunch or breakfast.<br><br>"Where is the owner? I have to talk to him now. He pulled a dirty deal over me and I want him to take it back now!"
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~More Than You Can Bargain For~</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dreamers Sand</strong> on <strong>11-07-2010, 08:51:16</strong>
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				As they stormed into the Inn, Rogan came running. He peered out through the kitchen, Lyric smirking as she tagged along, Vorath seeming livid. He called for Rogan, and Rogan stood still, eyes wide and fearing the return. He came forward and started flailing his arms.<br><br>"Hey hey, Vormac, no refunds." He said. But it did not end, and one, then two, customers got up and left. "Okay okay, okay, look." Rogan put his finger to his lips. "We'll go talk." <br><br>The tall burly man led them back around to his large master room in the Inn, the nearest room of the rooms. The place was neat, fashioning daggers, knives, and treasures along the walls. The bed bore thick posts and a glorious bedspread. He shut the door behind them, moving to stand in front of them, glaring at Lyric.<br><br>"You stupid wench, did you scratch this man?" He growled, turning to look at Vorath. "Look, I told you she was-"<br><br>"Shut the fuck up." Lyric's words were cold, almost in a tone unheard of. Her lime colored eyes seemed to glow as she raised her hand, green flames of energy dancing over her skin.<br><br>"N-no! What is going on! Vorman, tell her to stop!" <br><br>The grew energy leaped forward in a bullet of a orb. And when it hit Rogan's chest, it sent him flying into the wall; but not just that. It spread over his chest and up his arms, creating binds that cuffed his wrists and ankles to the wall. He struggled to be free, eyes watering. <br><br>"Tell her to st-stop Varith!" He said. "Whatever 'yer name is, make her st-stop!" <br><br>"He's not going to." Lyric purred darkly. She approached with a sway in her hips, reaching for the man. She placed one finger on his chest, against his russet tunic. And a flame appeared and quickly ate the clothes off of his body, even eating enough out of the metal parts that whatever rings and jeweled circlets were on him fell to the floor. <br><br>Rogan squirmed, shrieking at the pain as steam rolled off of his skin, some of his chest hair and pubic hair burning. Lyric licked her fingers and pinched out a small flicker at his chest, bringing her knee up between his legs to put out the rest. <br><br>Rogan's body was a muscled one. He was broad-shouldered and masculine, with a stomach that looked like back to back washboards. Too much muscle, even. He would be a modern day weightlifter or body-builder, and bore many scars up and down his figure. His legs were thick, and his cock hung limp, though Lyric was going to make sure that changed. <br><br>She ran her hand down, holding it over his limp dick and growling at him. She reached up with her other hand and touched his cheek. He screamed, but it did not stop her. She closed her eyes, and spoke, and reminded him.<br><br>"Do you remember, Rogan? All you've done to me? Let me remind you, if you've forgotten. The time the regal traveling Mercenary came, an ex-guardian of Galanor. He looked at me and you offered him my body, not even knowing of his fetish and fashion. He drugged me with a paralysis potion and fucked me until I cried. Or the old man you gave me too. I had to pity fuck for once, because I was afraid if I fought back, I'd kill the poor son of a bitch. And you... Every time you've run your daggers over my skin, or tried to impregnate me for your own personal way of showing me 'who's boss'. All the times you would wake me in sleep by plunging your manhood into my own dry, unwanting depths. It hurt- you hurt. But you did not care. Well, tell me something. Do you care now?" <br><br>She looked down and the talk, the vulgarity, had started to boil his blood. She wrapped her fingers around him and began to quickly jerk him off, getting him harder, faster. He groaned, throwing his head back, but tears formed in his eyes.<br><br>"Stop it... I'm... I-I'm sorry... so s-sorry Ly-Lyr-ic." He coughed on his tears as suddenly she stopped, stepping back. He was rock hard, his length and girth intimidating- painfully so by his many trials with magic and potions to make him a bedroom beast. Lyric stared down at him, shaking her head. When she looked back up, her eyes glowed darkly with the brilliance of her unlocked powers. <br><br>"It is too late. You're a dead man." Lyric hauled her fist back, and green energy spun around her fist as she swung it forward. She slammed her knuckels into his gut and he leaned forward, doubling over. And where she hit him, the energy drained into his body, bursting outward. And it was there, in the center of his gut, that petrification began. Soon, in a minute or less, he was a stone station bound to the wall.<br><br>"Fool." She cringed, eyes dry and without tears as she stared at the statue, angry. But he was dead now- never again. <br><br>"It is done... Vorath." She said, breathing heavily with rage.
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~More Than You Can Bargain For~</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>FallenAngelNajdan</strong> on <strong>11-07-2010, 10:37:13</strong>
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				When they entered the room, he saw her take over the whole thing, and what she did to him at first was something that was really good. He could see her having the making for torturing many people. But he also saw that she moved a little too quickly. He would have to teach her how to take her time. That would also be something that would have to talked about later. He saw the magic in her hand, and wondered just what she was going to do. But when he saw that he started to become stop, he thought that her magic could be something good. But her ability to take her time was not something she used. He looked at her and then to the once man now rock thing. He walked over and pulled out a knife and stabbed it into his chest. It was a sign that the people wanted to have on his body when he died so they knew that he was the one that killed him off.<br><br>He turned to her and then nodded. <br><br>"We are going to have to get out of here, I will go collect the money. Follow me, but not closely. I want you at least 20 paces behind me until we do. We have made a scene and now people know out faces."<br><br>He pulled his clock over his head and then went out of the room. The people that where in there still seemed to not even notice him at all. He walked out of the Inn and down the street heading to where the people would pay him. He got into the store and looked at the old man.<br><br>"The person is out of the way now. I am sure that you will enjoy the way that he was taken out. Now, about the payment. He was well known, and my face had to be seen to do this job. So I am thinking of a little more coins then what to offer was." He looked at the old man, and the old man looked over at his wife. She looked up and down the man that stood in front of them, and then over to her husband. She nodded to him and then turned back. The old man took out a bag of coins, and then opened it, and pulled out another and added 15 more coins. Then he closed it up and pushed to the edge of the counter. Vorath smiled and then picked up the bag, and turned and left the store.<br><br>He saw her, and smiled and then nodded to her to come closer. When she did, he started to talk to her.<br><br>"Now, we are going to buy things that we need. I know that you need a few things, and we are going to get them. Also, I am going to get you some clothes. They are not going to be anything bad, just something to train magic in. Now take me to the clothing store."<br><br>He waited for her to lead the way.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: ~More Than You Can Bargain For~</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dreamers Sand</strong> on <strong>12-07-2010, 00:43:26</strong>
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				A few moments passed as she slowly came down from her anger, her rage that was invested in him. She wanted to hurt him more, she wanted to castrate him and make him cry til he couldn't breathe. She only wanted to hit him, to strike him in the chest... She hadn't even meant to end it early with petrification; she'd never petrified anything before. But soon she heard Vorath, and it was time to go...<br><br><br><div align="center">~XXX~</div><br>The next twenty-five minutes slipped by her as if they were a dream. Lyric simply followed Vorath, eyes stern and cold, fingers trembling. Soon they had collected payment, and his voice broke through her mind. She looked up to Vorath, her height shorter than his. Her lime hues were still angry as she saw him, knowing that the price of her short-lived revenge was abiding by him. She wondered how long it would last, or how long until he figured out the tag's power on her. <br><br>She nodded to his demands, and they began to walk. Slowly, but surely. Lyric didn't take long to pick up pace, moving towards the the market square. Soon the people began to file around them and on both sides of the cobblestone street were littered with vendors, many bearing clothes and armors.<br><br>"Here, pick out what you want for me." She said coolly. "And remember your own rule of nothing to skimpy for it'll be chilly out." Lyric reminded him with a scornful distaste in her eyes.
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~More Than You Can Bargain For~</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>FallenAngelNajdan</strong> on <strong>12-07-2010, 01:04:40</strong>
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				He looked around the store, trying to find something that would allow her to train in. He came to a leather vest that looked like she would be able to fit into it. And then he also saw leather breeches that would allow her to move well and would also allow him to teach her magic in.<br><br>"Alright, try on these. Don't worry about the color, its going to change."<br><br>He then started to look around, and found her a dress. It was something that was a little skimpy. It was skin tight, and had a low cut. He walked over to the girl at the counter and got the dress. He would use magic to later color it and make it her size, and by her size, he means a size smaller. He had an Idea for her later. He turned back to her and and watched what she was doing.<br><br>"Pick out three outfits, and get some heavy leather boots. Then we can go over to the general store and get some bed rolls. And some water skins for you."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: ~More Than You Can Bargain For~</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dreamers Sand</strong> on <strong>12-07-2010, 02:45:42</strong>
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				Lyric growled at his commands, but obeyed regardless. Standing before the shop, she picked up the dark brown leather vest that had an open top and bore a belt across the navel that kept it together. Then she moved quickly. Two long-sleeves, one black, the other hunter green. She then picked up one more top that was a smooth white quarter-sleeve with a low neck that tied up the center with thin laces. Then she picked up two pair of leather pants, one brown and one black. One pair of pants that was looser and a shade of white and was shaped to hug the hips and fall looser around the bottom of the legs. She then went to the shoes, studying the sizes before she picked up one pair of dark chestnut leather boots that rose to the tops of her shins and laced up the sides with flat bottoms. The woman then turned and waved over at Vorath.<br><br>"You, I'm done." She called to him. She glimpsed at something in his hands, but maybe it was a sheet or something to wrap something up in; because it was way too thin and small for her to even dare to put on. Lyric moved in long strides towards him then, until she was close enough to smell him. She breathed in his scent and whispered into his ear.<br><br>"How much longer? I'd rather leave as fast as possible."
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~More Than You Can Bargain For~</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>FallenAngelNajdan</strong> on <strong>12-07-2010, 03:02:22</strong>
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				He paid for everything, and then turned to her. He put the dress into his pack before she could really get a good look at it. And he smiled at the clothes that she had picked out. He gave her a nod, saying that those items would do well for the road. Started out of the store and then waited for her.<br><br>"Lead us to the general store. Not the one that we got the job from, but a different one."<br><br>He followed her and then went into the shop that she took him to. He got them both a bed roll and a heavy blanket for the coming winter. He got a new pack for all four things that he just got, and now he was down to only 200 coins. That could be enough for them to get to the next few towns. He came out and then started down the street leading out the way that he wanted to go. It took them most of the morning to get some place that he liked. He pulled out the leather training outfit that he got for her, and then said a few words and waved his hands over it a few times. Then he handed it now light red leather vest and pants to her. <br><br>"Put this on, and we are going to train your magic for a while. I will turn around and let you change." <br><br>As she said that, he did turn and waited for her to be done changing. He would inspect her after the training. Right now her magic ability was something that held his interest mostly. He wanted to find out just what she knew.
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~More Than You Can Bargain For~</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dreamers Sand</strong> on <strong>12-07-2010, 23:49:35</strong>
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				Lyric and Vorath walked for what felt like forever to her- especially when she wasn't one to travel. But by the middle of the day, after a few hours of treading, they reached an area where he found it suitable. He handed her clothes; which she thought were nicely colored until he had his way with them. Her eyes narrowed at the color and she picked them out of his arms, watching him turn around.<br><br><em>Red? Why red!? Could he not tell that my favorite shade is green? Ugh.</em><br><br>Lyric slipped out of her clothes, and then changed into the red leather pants and vest. The pants hugged her hips and laced up the front, hooking at the top with a little series of two wooden clasps. The vest was tight. Almost uncomfortably so. It hugged her curves and the buckle glistened softly, the top of it opening and pressing her breasts together and up, giving her astonishing cleavage that she instantly disliked. The woman turned and retied her hair once more into a low ponytail, and gazed at Vorath, her lime colored eyes brilliant against the sun kissed skin and deep red attire.<br><br>"You're going to teach me something, right? Shall we begin?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: ~More Than You Can Bargain For~</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>FallenAngelNajdan</strong> on <strong>13-07-2010, 00:25:16</strong>
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				He turned around to see her dressed and ready for what he was going to teach her. He smiled and then nodded at her question. The training clothes that he got was perfect. He thought that it was tight enough that she would be able to move. There was no sleeves that hindered her movement. The pants allowed her full movement but was not loose to end up tripping over or giving something to grab onto.<br><br>"Yes, but first I have to see more of the magic that you can do. I want you to try and hit me with everything you have. Used ranged magic only. Because if you come at me with anything you have to touch me with, I will end up rebounding it upon you."<br><br>He stood there, waiting for her to attack. He thought that what she was going to say next was very unneeded, but he said it anyways.<br><br>"Attack me as if you mean to kill me."<br><br>He pulled off his clock, and pulled all of his braids over his shoulders to get them out of the way. He looked at her like a hawk spying his next meal. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~More Than You Can Bargain For~</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dreamers Sand</strong> on <strong>13-07-2010, 00:34:18</strong>
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				Lyric watched him back up, range attacks only. She stared, hard, and tried to enrage herself. She thought of her past, of Rogan, of the stupid bargain that put her with a man that she knew would eventually want to fuck her- if he didn't want it already. To give herself to another probably pitifully small man. One who knew nothing of pleasure, unless it was his own. Someone who would give no regard to how she felt when they drove themselves into her, pressing into her like a dog with sweat beading on their brow and their tongues hanging out, eyes rolling back. <br><br>Her lips curled over her teeth and a growl formed in her chest, her fists curling.<br><br>Stupid, he would be the same, she knew. Vorath would merely push himself atop of her, fuck her with his weak little piece, and command her for more. Her pussy would become nothing more than the sheath for his cold little knife. Two minutes, if even that long, she thought. Vorath probably was such a powerful fighter, and an assassin, to achieve some sort of good graces. He was probably hiding a small one, or some vulnerability. A pre-ejaculate styled man, he probably would be. All he wanted, all in all, was a doll to mate and a slave to drag along and fill the silence she so desperately wanted herself.<br><br>"You..." She growled. She raised her hands, surrounded by green energy. She swung her fists forward, and a heavy sonic wave of this energy flew towards him. But she did not stop. Her body twisted, coiling in a graceful dance that vented the magic from her core to her hands, her fingertips ablaze as suddenly a halo of fire formed, framing her body and spinning wildly, before she pushed her palms forward. The power released, racing towards him and tightening into a drill-shape of flames.<br><br>"Die!"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: ~More Than You Can Bargain For~</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>FallenAngelNajdan</strong> on <strong>13-07-2010, 01:12:26</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He saw it then. He knew that she was relying on her emotions to fuel her magic. That was something that he was going to have to change. He watched the shock wave come out at him. It was a good sized one, but he saw that it was not followed through all the way. She made it way too big, killing off all of the power it could have had. He pushed some of his magic power out, forming a kind of wedge right in front of him, the shock wave hitting it and being forced off around him. He heard it hit a few trees, bark exploding off them and even cracking some of the the trees. Then he saw the follow up attack. This one was a much better spell, its shape alone would break through most shields, magic and nonmagic alike. If she was fighting another magic user, he was sure that the attack would have gotten them. But he was not only a magic user, but a fighter. He waited for the last moment, and moved out of the way of the attack, using the speed he attained after years of training. The drill of fire hit a boulder behind him, and the drill made a hole about the size of a barrel, and turned the whole thing black with scorch marks.<br><br>He looked up at her and nodded.<br><br>"You allow your emotions to give fire to your magic, that is something that will empower you but at the same time it makes the spells reckless. You fight someone that knows magic, and use your emotions, they will be able to defeat your very easy. Now, attack me again, but this time, don't allow your emotions flood into your magic."<br><br>He stood ready for her next attack. If she was able to do about half of the power of those last two attacks, then he knew she would be a very powerful spell caster in the times to come.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: ~More Than You Can Bargain For~</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dreamers Sand</strong> on <strong>13-07-2010, 01:22:41</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Lyric growled, how dare he instruct her to run off of something else? But her emotions <em>was</em> her magic. Without relying on them, she was weak, and unable to fight. But she would show him that, or try to.<br><br>Lyric held her hands in front of her, palms together at the outsides, fingers flayed apart and palms aimed at him. She tried hard not to think, to clear her mind. But her power was empty. A small harmless green orb formed between her palms as she moved them. She cycled her hands back and forth, trying to build it without getting angry. Back and forth, the orb got bigger and bigger, but it was so harmless; like wisps of smoke. She tried to propel it forward then, and ended up thrusting her hand square into it. A scream broke free as her hand tingled with needle-like pain, before the orb burst in place. She pulled her arms up, and with the scarce clothing, her arms were stunned with that almost paralysis like pain of needles as she laid on the earth. She shuddered with pain and laid there.<br><br>The... the earth smelled nice, she thought. Her eyes were shut and her head spun, the magic had reached her mind somehow, making her flash into images of another place. Of a little black oak box with white gold clasps. Of a small jewel that was all colors at once, while predominantly appearing a smooth topaz color. She parted her eyes, and groaned, fingers digging into the earth as she writhed a bit, taking in another breath of the warm sandy soil.<br><br>"Damn... that... didn't feel good."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: ~More Than You Can Bargain For~</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>FallenAngelNajdan</strong> on <strong>13-07-2010, 01:42:49</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He saw her building up her magic, and he saw that she had no training at all. The orb was very unstable, and he was going to have to stop her before she put too much power into it. But then he saw her move too quickly, and pushed her hand into the orb. He did not know what it was going to do, but her scream told him enough. He started to her, but she hit the ground before he was able to cross the distance. He looked down at her on the ground. He checked out her hands and arms, making sure that there was no damage to them. Her eyes were closed, and he could tell that she was seeing something, her eyes where moving all of the place.<br><br>She opened her eyes. He looked at her and then smiled.<br><br>"Alright, so you have had no real training. People must have been just training you on how to use your emotions as magic. So, what we are going to do for a little while is try and do some simple magic with out using your emotions."<br><br>He held his hand down to her, offering it to her to get up.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: ~More Than You Can Bargain For~</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dreamers Sand</strong> on <strong>13-07-2010, 01:46:00</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Lyric saw his hand offered to her, but ignored it. She made a quiet scoff and shifted to put her hands against the ground and slowly leveled herself back to her feet. She rubbed her temples, and opened her eyes. They spun for a moment, but soon settled. The woman took in a slow breath, then turned to Vorath. When she saw him, she saw more to him than before. A glow about him, his aura even. Passionate, spotted with darkness, dotted with enigma, she knew not what the colors meant, but she only knew that it was something that stroked her curiosity.<br><br>She dusted off her back, shoulder, and hips. Then she shook her hands until all of the pain was gone. <br><br>"Then let's just get this over with."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: ~More Than You Can Bargain For~</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>FallenAngelNajdan</strong> on <strong>13-07-2010, 02:09:06</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He only looked at her when she silently denied his hand, but that was nothing to him. He just waited for her to get up off the ground and ready to learn. He staid next to her, only about a foot away from each other.<br><br>"Now, I want you to hold your hand with the palm up and I want you to show your fire there. I have see it on your hands before, but I want you to show me it now. Do not use your emotions at all. Use only one hand, and no moving at all."<br><br>He backed up a step or two, giving her room to work. This was a starting level test for magic, it would test how much magic energy she could hold onto, and if she was able to produce a normal flame she would be able to move onto the next test. He really hopped that she was able to. But there was some other things this test would tell him. Like the color of her flame. Each color had it own meaning. But sometimes people could have different color flames at different times. Using her emotions had produced a green colored flame. Now he wanted to know what her own magical ability would produce.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: ~More Than You Can Bargain For~</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dreamers Sand</strong> on <strong>13-07-2010, 02:48:57</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Lyric stood back, watching him move away. She tried to conjure the flame, her palm dry as she held it out. But nothing came. She felt herself flare in anger, but she quickly tried to tone it done. A long, drawn out groan parted from her throat as she stared at her empty palm, waiting for something. But soon, after about five minutes of dull boring silence, something happened. A golden flicker. Smooth, creamy and topaz in color. It rose and danced. Then, it disappeared. Then another came, small little flames conjoining and dancing up, a tiny orb of wisping energy that glowed a rich topaz in color. Her hand began to shake though, and she ground her teeth, trying to keep her mind clear. Empty, it took total emptiness; a state of meditation she had never even attempted before. <br><br>Suddenly she curled her fingers in, hand aching once more. The same needle-pricking feeling came to her as she rubbed her palm, then looked back to Vorath. "I hope you are happy," She had said softly while looking up at him. "Don't push me anymore for now, it hurts." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: ~More Than You Can Bargain For~</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>FallenAngelNajdan</strong> on <strong>13-07-2010, 03:50:32</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He watched her with great interest. He could tell that it was hard for her. But once she did it once, he smiled, the color was one that he did not know what it meant, but that was not very uncommon for him. He only knew about four colors and there meanings. He walked over to her and held out his hand to her.<br><br>"Let me see your hand. It looks like your magic is rebounding back on you no matter what you do."<br><br>This could be something wrong with the way she is bringing up her magic. He already saw that she was having a hard time pulling the magic force.<br><br>"What do you think that magic is? Has anyone told you just how you can make magic?"<br><br>Maybe she does not even know how to pull the magic force from her body and make it into something real.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: ~More Than You Can Bargain For~</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dreamers Sand</strong> on <strong>13-07-2010, 04:00:39</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Lyric held her hand up for him to see, but put it down shortly afterward. She took in a long breath. His questions made her want to storm off; why was he so curious? She growled quietly to herself, turning away from him. Her eyes lowered to the ground once more and she somewhat wished she were still in her bedroom, staying at the Inn. Still able to sleep in her bed and serve drinks to drunks. Was it worse? She could only say that so far the sexual lack of was quite nice in comparison; though she couldn't help but be slightly hormonal and need it. <br><br>"Nope." Lyric finally said bluntly. "I don't know where it comes from. I only know that when it vents from my emotions, it does not hurt me. I have yet to 'master' it I suppose." She said quietly, turning back to him. "What now. What are we going to do now?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: ~More Than You Can Bargain For~</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>FallenAngelNajdan</strong> on <strong>13-07-2010, 04:29:53</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He smiled to her. That was the reason why she was having such a hard time with everything. He got a little closer to her and then started to talk about everything.<br><br>"Magic is a power, or a force, with in us all. Everyone has a different amount of it, so some people can do more then others can. This force is the power that we use to make into spells. But the thing is how we channel it into the spells. Your used to using so much magic force, that your body is set on that amount. Doing this little spells with out your emotions flooding in is making your body try and force more magic out, and I am sure it hurts."<br><br>He walked around her, circling her. <br><br>"Think of this force as water. Its flows though your body, in many different ways. Your body seems to be trying to force all of the water out at once through one exit. And that is the pain. But what your going to have to do, is make your body stop that. You will have to take a lot of time. But for right now, we need to get moving. I want you for the rest of today to not let your emotions get out of control. That way when we stop for the night, your magic force should flow a little easier. And, unless your life is in danger, I don't want you to ever use emotions to amplify your magic again."<br><br>He picked up both of there packs, and looked over at her, handing her the clothes she had on before and turning around.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: ~More Than You Can Bargain For~</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dreamers Sand</strong> on <strong>13-07-2010, 20:54:34</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Lyric listened to the fatherly speech, the lecture being poured out before her. She let her eyes fall half shut, her face devoid of emotion as she just listened to him rant on about magic and water and the flow of stuff. Yeah yeah, whatever. Lyric simply took in a low breath, letting it expel slowly from her body. She turned to watch him turn around, handing her back her other clothes. She shuffled out of the tight leather and slipped back into her normal attire, feeling much more comfortable, as she finally stepped back into her boots and retied her hair.<br><br>"So, what now..." Lyric inquired, coming closer to him. She stepped right beside Vorath, her shoulder grazing his own lightly as she stepped past him. She strode a ways ahead, and then stopped, pivoting on her foot slightly to turn and look at him, her sideways stance accentuating the curves of her figure. <br><br>"Is there a point we're heading towards? A town for the night? Or are we camping out somewhere in the woods?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: ~More Than You Can Bargain For~</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>FallenAngelNajdan</strong> on <strong>13-07-2010, 21:07:36</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Just just kept his eyes on her as she walked past him and then asked him her questions. He smiled at the idea of finding a town so soon. If only traveling was that easy.<br><br>"Tonight we will be camping out. There most likely will not be another town for a few days. So you better save what ever food we have, and ration off your water."<br><br>He smiled at her as he passed her and kept on walking down the road. He wondered just how much she could get done after the walk now. If she was able to put out a little more of a flame by the time that they got to camp, he would be very happy. Even if she just gets the pain to die down that would be wonderful as well.&nbsp; He thought that maybe, just maybe she might not be very talented thanks for her not having the ability to wait for things.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: ~More Than You Can Bargain For~</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dreamers Sand</strong> on <strong>14-07-2010, 02:17:48</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Jeez..." Lyric groaned, and she trailed behind him, dreading the journey with Vorath; her <em>master</em>.<br><br><br><div align="center">~XXX~</div><br><br>The evening was coming to be, the sun creeping towards the horizon. There was about an hour of daylight left, and the unbearable silence was still ever-going and never-ending. She could only tell that the woods were starting to loosen, a meadow nearing them with a little winding creek and a space before more forest. She made a quiet, silent little face of disapproval, but continued, finally halting and folding her arms over her chest.<br><br>"Vorath, tell me something." She whispered, turning to face him. "What on earth about me appeals to you so much?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: ~More Than You Can Bargain For~</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>FallenAngelNajdan</strong> on <strong>14-07-2010, 07:11:18</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He stopped and turned around to face her when she asked him the question. He thought about it for a moment. Then he just answered her.<br><br>"Your not something that follows into the normal. You have a wild side that makes my own want to show it itself. I also feel like teaching you magic will be able to allow me to send you on your own jobs, letting you kill off some of the people like before me that owned you. I think that will allow you to rest your anger for a while. And if you get some of your own skills, you would be able to fend off any kind of attacker."<br><br>He left out the entire part of him wanting to break her down to submit under his powerful will. He looked over to the clearing and creek. He just about laughed and then kept on walking from the creek.<br><br>"Lets keep on going, or else the people there will attack us and trying to steal out gold."<br><br>Just as he said that, three men jumped out of no where. He just smiled and waved at them, and kept on walking away from.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: ~More Than You Can Bargain For~</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dreamers Sand</strong> on <strong>15-07-2010, 18:20:43</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Lyric groaned at his words, turning sharply when she heard the people jumping out. She had not heard them before, not even had a sense they were coming. She'd had her guard directed at Vorath, and it had become a weakness. She hissed quietly, watching Vorath walking away as the thieves enclosed. She turned and ran for him, gripping his upper arm and growling in his ear.<br><br>"You want to handle these guys? I've yet to even see if you have any skills at all. I hope you're not training me to be your bodyguard." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: ~More Than You Can Bargain For~</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>FallenAngelNajdan</strong> on <strong>15-07-2010, 23:55:37</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He turned to her as she was trying to bait him into killing the men. But he just smiled at her and then looked over to the guys that had wanted to rob them and kill them.<br><br>"There is no money in killing them. But, the next time you do a job, you will be giving me all the gold for this."<br><br>He turned to the guys and then smiled at him. He did not pull out any weapons or summon up any magic at all. He just walked over to them.<br><br>"I see that you all are hungry, and that you rely on the act of being unseen and heard to get your kill. I am sorry for this, guy. It seems that my female over there wants to see my skills. So I ask you, come at me all at once, and please, don't hold back. I have 1,000 gold coins on me."<br><br>As he spoke the words of gold coins, they all seemed to get on the courage to try and kill a man that is mocking them. They came at him, two of them pulling out daggers, and one of them starting to chant something. He just smiled and stood there, waiting for the men to get there attacks in. Right at the point when the daggers came at him, there was a flash of red, and the two men fell down with five long and deep scratches across there chest. And then the man away from them let out an attack, it was a black spear aiming for his heart. Vorath just stood there, and as it hit him, it seemed to turn around and then be shot back at the man. It hits him right in the chest, and then he falls down, with a huge hole in his chest.<br><br>He turned and looked at her. <br><br>"Was that good enough for you? They did not even see my attacks at all."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: ~More Than You Can Bargain For~</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dreamers Sand</strong> on <strong>19-07-2010, 09:05:20</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Lyric watched him finally turn, suddenly taking out the guys with the utmost ease. Her eyes were wide, lime hues studying the bodies in surprise. How did Vorath do that? Was he so dangerous, to be feared by even her with her emotion triggered magic. She looked up to him and blinked a few times, regaining her usual expression. <br><br>"That was..." She shrugged. "All right, if you were being super fancy to woo me though, it didn't work. I'm not in the least excited by your speed. Actually, I believe that's something women do <em>not</em> favor." Lyric said, stifling a low chuckle. She stepped forward to him, running a finger across his chest. "Where did you learn to do that though?" 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: ~More Than You Can Bargain For~</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>FallenAngelNajdan</strong> on <strong>19-07-2010, 12:56:59</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He watched the expression on her face. She was impressed by what he did, and he really did not do much. Those men were just hungry little people turned to the ways of a highway men to live. But that was not saying that they had the right to try and take his gold. He was the one that earned this blood money, and he was going to keep it in his blood stained hands. There was also something about the was that she looked at him that told him that she had done something else to her. He did not know if it was shock her, or maybe it was scare her. He did not know at all, but that still did not stop him from looking at the expression on her face. But soon it changed, and he could tell that she was slipping back into the normal mode of her. Not impressed by anything, and only wanting something for herself. He just looked at her while she talked, but he was not fooled by her shrug at all. Her pun about his speed made him smile a little bit, knowing what she was talking about, but he had his own twist to that he just kept to himself. He was not the one to take the bait so easy.<br><br>"I learned everything I know from my master. And he learned everything from his master. It is a long line of masters and students that goes back to the start of time. Each master takes on one student, and then never teaches his craft to another. That way, no one can copy what we do, and the skill is still there. Think of it as art, if one person was to forge someones art, it would not look just as good. Now think of that forgery being taken as the real thing. Then someone else forges the forgery, and so on and so forth. Soon the skill and art it took to make the painting or drawing becomes something that everyone has. And when everyone thinks that they have the real thing, no one will."<br><br>He looked down at her, and just felt her finger on his chest. He was a man, and such things did make his blood pump faster. But he was not going to fall for such a little womanly tease. He was going to make sure that he held out. It was not him that was the one bound to the necklace, but her. She was trying to get at him somehow. Maybe she was trying to bed him, so she could kill him? Something like that. But after what she saw with what she did to her old owner, he knew that something like that was not going to be as simple as it sounded. He was going to have to have his guard up around her at all times. Even more so because of her wild magic. He knew that if he pissed her off enough, she was going to end up hurting herself badly.<br><br>"I think that we should stop here for the night. I am going to dig some graves for these men. Why don't you get out the pot that I have in my bag and start the dinner while I do. Make sure to only use a little bit of the right, and some of the dried meat. We have to make the rest of that food last us for at least a week and a half."<br><br>He handed her his pack, and set off to the bodies. He looked at them at first, and then just closed his eyes and muttered something under his breath. He was sure that she would not hear him at all. He picked up the body and then moved them far into the forest and started to cast a spell. It took him a lot of focus to be able to do this. Most of his magic was made for defense, and this type of magic did not come easy to him. He was chanting the magic spell, over and over and over again. Small beads of sweat started to show up on his forehead and his chest and back. But soon, the ground dropped down into what looked like three perfectly dug graves. He fell down on the ground, panting and out of breath. He much would have dug the holes with a shovel if he had one, but alas, his pack was not that big to carry one around with him for the odd jobs it would come in hand for. After a bit of rest, he pushed the bodies into the ground, and the ground closed back up with the bodies under them like nothing had happened.<br><br>He started to walk back to where he had hopped that she started camp. It had been about a half hour now, and it was just about dark. His sight in the dark was just fine. But that was not the problem at all. He thought that she might be trying to do something to be able to get away, or maybe kill him at one point in time. He knew that she must hat the fact that she was bound to another, but that was something that he could not fix. He did not even know if he wanted to fix it at all. Right now the relationship that they had was good, and he was going to keep it for a while. At least until he could tell if she was something that he could keep as an asset to him, or sell her off to make a profit. He got back to the clearing that he killed the men in. He looked around for her, but he did not see her right away. He thought there for a moment that maybe she had made a run for it, but then he saw the flickering of a fire that was on the other side of the small stream. He smiled and headed over there to see just what she had made with the food in the pack.<br><br>While he walked over there, he thought about just how much her life might have been bad for her. He could not think about how it would have been for her to be owned by any of those old men that would try and use her as a doll to meet there own personal needs. He knew the horrors of the would, and just how much a slave would have to do to be able to eat in the morning. Maybe he should try and be nice to her, befriend her? No! He was becoming soft, and he would not let that happen. She was his little women to do with what he wanted. He could not have treat her like a doll. But if he wanted to, he would have all the rights in the world to do so.<br><br>"So, did you find everything that you needed right away? Or did it take you a little bit of time? I know that my pack can be a little disorganized compared to someone that has been on the road for a while."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: ~More Than You Can Bargain For~</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dreamers Sand</strong> on <strong>21-07-2010, 01:12:43</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Lyric watched him for a while after he'd ordered her to go fix dinner. She wanted to defy him, but hell she was hungry too. And she might as well not act like she hadn't spent her life resiliently obeying idiots who couldn't do good enough on their own. So she lifted his pack and crossed the stream, settling down...<br><br>A period of time had passed, but things were going well. She had gathered up a bit of kindling and used some thicker limbs and whatnot. Using her strength and angling things against trees, she was able to kick and break the limbs down into smaller and more usable pieces. Finally, she had enough wood for a fire. At that point, she put it all together and created a very tiny flame in her palm after a few minutes, using it to light the kindling. While it got to working, she moved to the stream and caught a bit of water in the pot and then moved back. She then set up a stand of stones and sticks to hold the pot up so that the water would boil, while she poured in the dried rice, adding two or three spices. Then it filled out and she stirred it constantly until it was soft, the servings being small but edible no less. Then she put in the dried meat, which absorbed what of the water was left as it softened and grew hot, tenderizing and falling apart as she crushed it with the spoon, creating a meaty wild rice mixture. She then withdrew it from the fire as Vorath returned, gazing up at him with almost luminescent eyes.<br><br>"Yes, I found everything just fine." She said coolly, drawing her eyes away. Sweat was beaded on her brow from being so near the fire, and she wiped it away with the back of her hand. "And your bag was disheveled by all means, but I've been through far worse."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: ~More Than You Can Bargain For~</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>FallenAngelNajdan</strong> on <strong>21-07-2010, 11:31:45</strong>
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				The smell of the rice was very nice to him. Just since he smelled it, his stomach made a sound like he had not had a bite to eat for days. He smiled as her and sat down. He was seated across the fire from her and he did not might the look of the flames gave her. She was a beauty to be seen in the day light, but at night, with the shadows and hard lines, he thought she was a goddess. He wanted to try and take her then and there. But then again, he resisted. He was a man, but not an animal. <br><br>"Yes, I will have to one day put some order to my bag, but I don't think I will be doing that any time soon. I see that you made a very nice meal. I hope that you are able to fill up one something so small. We are not going to be eating any more then this on the road, because if we do, then our bags will become to heavy to lift along the way to the next town."<br><br>He got out his bowl, and just waited for her to serve out the food. He did not care if she took a while, right not the smell was enough to keep him happy. But then he thought about something, really something he had almost forgotten to ask before.<br><br>"So, please tell me were you got all the scars on your body? Some of them seem to be in odd places, and I would like to know how they got there."<br><br>He knew that some of them might have been from a person trying to take her in his bed with out her wanting it, but he still needed to know that.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: ~More Than You Can Bargain For~</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dreamers Sand</strong> on <strong>21-07-2010, 19:37:54</strong>
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				"Gah! You <em>looked</em>." She growled, holding the pot tighter in her grip. Lyric's eyes stuck to his as her expression grew hard and cold. Solemn, and even a bit angry. But soon she swept the spoon around the pot and brought the rice to his bowl, splitting the servings in half. She would eat from the pot, and he from the bowl. She could not care. She leaned back then and brought a spoonful to her mouth, the taste of wild rice very good to her. She sighed, and then raised her eyes to meet his again.<br><br>"Which ones? Some that come in multiples come from inhuman lovers. Drow are very rough, dangerous lovers. I was unable to best the Drow rogue, and simply gave in. It was long, and quite painful... Some of the others are stab marks, or claw marks from beasts even when I traveled with Rogan. The one on my back is the only one without a story. I've had it since I was little, and I can't remember having gotten it." Lyric then took it upon herself to devour another spoonful. She then held the pot and let her other hand travel back, pushing locks of black hair behind her ears. "So there, happy?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~More Than You Can Bargain For~</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>FallenAngelNajdan</strong> on <strong>26-07-2010, 02:01:58</strong>
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				"Yes I did look, but not for the reasons to see your body. Just to see your scars. A person scars will tell you a lot about a person."<br><br>He watched her put the rice in his bowl and he pulled it back and started to take small bites of it eating slowly. He looked up at her when she started to tell him about the scars. He knows that male Drows were always rough when they laid with a female outside of there race. In there way of life, the females are the dominate ones, in the bed room and outside of it. And that made them very aggressive and hard when they had a female under them. They almost always left scars on the females to make sure that they marked them for life. But the stab marks and claw marks made him think about her having more combat experience then he thought before. That would o0nly make her more handy later one. But the scar on her back that she did not have a story for. That and it was in a very odd place for her not to remember. Scars on the hands, arms, and legs are easy ones to forget. But ones on the back almost always stay fresh in the mind.<br><br>"Well all of that is not too bad. I mean, the way you got some of them are bad. But at least none of them are self inflected at all. So, if you could be anything you wanted, what would you be? This is not just a test, but I am really asking. I might be able to get you some training in the way of life you choose. But that is only if you show me that you are worth it first."<br><br>He was not a stupid man, he was going to have to get something back in return for his efforts if he was going to have her trained. The magic training was going to be free, because he could not have a person around him that did not knwo how to use her magic. That would just be very bad at times.
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~More Than You Can Bargain For~</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dreamers Sand</strong> on <strong>01-08-2010, 21:33:24</strong>
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				Lyric couldn't help but chuckle at his next question. What did she want to become? She was instantly reminded of being a little girl, and another thief who'd picked her up and was playing her caretaker. His name was Armin, and he was a strong, gorgeous man with waves of dirty blond and whatnot. And he would poke at her when things got boring and ask her little questions like that. What did she want to be when she grew up? Did she want to be tough and chilled, or kind and magical? Lyric finally sat down the pot and came to a full stand, staring down at Vorath.<br><br>"I'm tired of these games." Her voice was suddenly very cold. "I am off to do something better with my time." She turned and moved for the nearby stream. In a short bit of time, she had peeled off her clothes. When standing completely naked beneath the sweet veil of opalescent moonlight, she looked back over her shoulder. Her lime eyes glared, before she closed them. Untying her hair, Lyric leaned forward and dove into the water. Its icy embrace was nice, though surprising at first. She spread her arms forward and cupped her hands, coming up to the surface and flipping her long locks of ebony hair back. The woman opened her eyes slowly, bobbing in the water as she stretched her legs and grazed the bottom with the palms of her feet til she could stand.<br><br>"What about you? Hm? Do you like being probed for answers?" Lyric then retorted, turning to face him. The clarity of the smooth water showed the rich curves of her figure, but merely created a blurring haze over her shape. "Has anyone ever done it to you? Anyone ever <em>own</em> you?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~More Than You Can Bargain For~</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>FallenAngelNajdan</strong> on <strong>07-08-2010, 07:28:26</strong>
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				He eyed her questioningly as she chuckled at his question. It was not really all that funny of a question, may people had wishes and dreams to become something more in life, and if he was going to be living with his demon woman at his side, then having her happy would make his life a little easier. That is until he broke her. He smiled at that thought, and then she rose out of her seat and told him she was done with the games. If she thought they were games, it was not his place to correct her. He just watched her and she turned to the stream and started to strip off her clothes. He thought about joining her right away, but that would only seem like he wanted to. It was a fact that he did, but to seem like that is not his choice. He got up when she had jumped into the stream and came over to the edge of it himself.<br><br>She came up, and then did a hair flip thing, the small bits of water clinger to her hair until it spun around and the grip fell off and went flying. It was almost like a show he thought. That could have been just what she wanted. Her questions just made him smile. It was true that he did not enjoy people asking him question upon question after question. But he needed to get to know this woman as fast as he could. Maybe a little bit of a break from the questions would be better. He looked down to just see the outline of her body, more like a tease then anything else, he looked back up to her and started to answer questions. <br><br>"Well, I don't like being "probed" for answers, but in this case its really not probing. I have been held down, tortured with questions asked over and over again. And as for being owned, yes I was at one point in my life. If you really think about it, every one owned by someone. If not bound by them, then in some other way. But I did not have collar on me that would will me to be next to the person that wanted me as a bodyguard. The collar was to kill me if he died. Well I got it off and then killed him."<br><br>He smiled, and then just looked out over the stream, and thought that a bath would be good, but he did not need one. He reached his hands down into the water, washing them and then bring the water to his face, washing off anything that was there. He looked up at the sky and sighed lightly.<br><br>"You really don't know who wonderful a life is. There is no limit to what one life can do for the world."
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~More Than You Can Bargain For~</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dreamers Sand</strong> on <strong>08-08-2010, 02:53:01</strong>
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				The woman watched him, his words about being owned striking a slight chord, though she would never let him know that. Lyric saw his hands dip and rise, washing his face off. And her eyes followed every motion, lime hues watching the beads of water drip off of his lips. She felt her sex tighten, thighs coming together. <br><br><em>Ugh.</em> <br><br>Lyric was so used to being used as a sexual slave that the period without was rather a pain. She had not been laid in over a week and she was quite... active. But as fast as it had come, it died down, and she felt energy tingling in her palms. The woman reached down, her fingers running over her clit and then against her folds, parting them and rubbing the soft velvet flesh of her pussy before removing her hand. She was a little wet, nothing too noticeable though. She rubbed her thumb to her fingers and the water carried off the smooth honey from her touch. Lyric then drifted to the bank where he was, pressing her hands to the ground and pulling herself up. <br><br>Water fell from her figure, hugging her lean sun-kissed form in hundreds of tiny beads and trickling streams. Her shape was outlined in these rich beads as she then held out her hand, moving to stand nudely before Vorath. A foot of space separated them as her lime eyes met his and did not break. She felt her sexual energy stir again, but she held up her hands. Nothing filled her mind, the sudden flux of silence filling with power. She held her left hand out to her side, palm up. And soon, golden flames began to form. Dancing in slow motion, soon swallowing up her hand and growing a larger until it settled at a size about as big as a bundle of coconuts. The golden light was reflecting through the prisms that were the beads against her smooth body. It seemed as if the left side of her body, face, and hair were draped in a golden dust by the way the light played off the water. Her shoulder, breast, and hip glittered, spectacularly so as she kept no focus in her mind, only knowing in the pit of her mind she was succeeding. Her eyes did not blink, and her serious expression remained, as she finally mustered up the ability to speak while the power was playing in her grip.<br><br>"I have nothing when it comes." She whispered. "When the magic runs through me like this, purely... I am empty."
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