Bound (Shade and Ithica)
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				Title: <strong>Bound (Shade and Ithica)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shade</strong> on <strong>15-06-2010, 02:49:57</strong>
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				Walking the battle field, littered with the dead, Ziansy treaded carefully, lifting the hem of her cloak covered skirts and avoided another pile of blood and guts, barely glancing at the man who had once owned them. The vast field was full of such horrors and she had become immune to the carnage long ago. Living in the Briartooth Forest, Ziansy had encountered battles outside its boundaries before; witnessed the devastating acts men did to one another in the name of honor. <br><br>A groan startled her from her own reverie and she looked downwards, shocked to see a man struggling feebly to move. A wide arc of bodies surrounded him, his obvious kills. Impressed, Ziansy knelt beside him, watching intently as he tried to move.<br><br>Placing a hand on his shoulder she shuddered; he was close to dying. Very close. Even lying near death on the ground she could see he was a large man, well muscled and strong. Arrows protruded from his thigh and chest, a testament to his strength. He had not been felled by another's sword, but instead from a distance. Ziansy frowned. An obvious warrior, he had been handed to death in a cowardly way. <br><br>On impulse she made a decision. Shaking the man gently, waiting until his face turned upwards towards her, she guided him gently onto his back. Removing his helm with care she stared for a moment into his eyes, the intense blue a startling contrast to the darker coloring of the locals she dealt with.<br><br>"Death awaits you. You are very close. But I can save you." Ziansy spoke slow and carefully, her hand stroking the man's cheek in an overly familiar manner.<br>Pulling the hood of her cloak off her head Ziansy smiled down at him. "I am the sorceress Ziansy, of Briartooth Forest. I admire how you are struggling even now. You have strength. I could make great use of that. It would be a shame for your life to end here, like this. I offer a simple transaction...your life for...your life. I will save you and you will be mine."<br><br>Looking away from him for a moment Ziansy returned her attention to him. "I regret you do not have the time to think long on my offer. Even now you fade away. You must decide quickly. Death or servitude?" <br>----------------------------------<br><br>The fallen warrior stared up at the woman, not quite sure what to think. At first, he thought her to be a hallucination of some sort, given the amount of blood that he had lost. He gasped softly as he felt her touch his cheek though. She was real. <br><br>But even if she was real, did she truly have the power to save him from death? It seemed unlikely, but something about her words rang true. He coughed, and blood trickled from his mouth. It was not like he had anything to lose. While he did not fear death, he was not yet ready to face it.<br><br>As he spoke, his voice was weak and hoarse, barely above a whisper. His vision was slowly fading. The only thing he could see clearly was this beautiful woman.<br><br>"I-If you... have the power, to save me from death... then I give you...my word... I shall serve you..." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Bound (Shade and Ithica)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ithica</strong> on <strong>15-06-2010, 04:29:38</strong>
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				So close to death her magic would have a hard time saving him, but Ziansy was determined to keep him alive. They had, after all, just made a deal. "Kail; I need you here." Summoning her nearest servant, one of several who had accompanied her to the battle field, Ziansy took a pouch from inside her cloak and opened it; pulling out a small stone vial. <br><br>"I need his blood. Pull the arrow from his thigh and let the blood drip into this. " Opening the stopper on the vial she held it ready as Kail followed her order, carefully extracting the arrowhead and steadying it over the container. Counting the drops of blood Ziansy nodded and moved the vial when she reached six. "Bandage that wound. Use the blue jar, pack the wound full of the mixture of then press one of the red leaves from the box over it. Make sure the leaf sticks, then remove the other arrows and do the same for each wound."<br><br>Trusting Kail to do as instructed with his pack full of her remedies, Ziansy lifted the warriors head onto her lap and grasped&nbsp; his chin firmly, opening his mouth. Giving the vial a few shakes she removed her finger from the top and emptied the contents into his mouth, closing it quickly when he gasped and began to cough. Covering his mouth and nose, forcing him to swallow the contents she laid his head back on the ground and waited. After a moment the color began to return to his face, his breathing evening out. <br><br>Laying her hands over his heart she closed her eyes and chanted softly to herself, an eerie blue glow emanating from her hands and sinking into the warriors chest. When the glow faded Ziansy removed her hands from his body, sighing in fatigue as she looked the man over critically.&nbsp; Rummaging through Kail's pack she took another small vial and opened the warriors mouth once more, this time dabbing a single drop of the powerful sleeping draught onto his tongue.<br><br>"He'll live." Smiling, Ziansy waited for Kail to finish his task and when he was done she ordered him to get the cart and horse the others were using to load scavenged items into. When her servants returned with the cart she had the warrior loaded carefully into it and walked by its side as they left the field, keeping a careful eye on the man. "Let's return home; he'll need uninterrupted rest for the next several days, it will be best to keep him drugged. When we arrive move into my chambers."<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Bound (Shade and Ithica)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shade</strong> on <strong>15-06-2010, 07:44:34</strong>
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				Kuroda moaned as the arrow was removed, too weak to cry out at all. He winced and hissed as his wounds were treated. That wasn't going to do him much good. He hoped that this woman had some other tricks up her sleeve.<br><br>As she lifted his head to rest on her lap, he looked up at her. He was about to ask her a question when she forced his jaw open and poured something into his mouth. It tasted foul. He was about to cough it out when his mouth was forced close again, and he swallowed it reluctantly, coughing immediately afterwards. Strangely enough, he did start to feel a bit better, at least.<br><br>When she placed her hands on his chest and they began to glow, it felt strangely warm, almost hot. When his mouth was forced open again, he expected to have to swallow some foul substance again. To his surprise, it was a single drop of liquid on his tongue. A second later, he eyes grew heavy, and he just couldn't keep them open any longer. He had resisted closing his eyes earlier, thinking he would die if he did. But now, he felt warm and safe in this woman's presence. His eyes closed, and he know no more.<br><br>It was a few weeks later, when he finally opened his eyes. Blinking sleep away, he slowly sat up, feeling stiff and just a bit sore. He looked around, trying to remember where he was and how he might have gotten here. This room was not familiar to him at all. Dark curtains hung everywhere, there were flickering candles about to illuminate the room, and a large, soft looking bed. Kuroda himself was on a small cot though. He called out, his voice cracking from a lack of use. "H-hello?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Bound (Shade and Ithica)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ithica</strong> on <strong>16-06-2010, 01:30:14</strong>
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				Setting down the bowl of dried herbs she was in the process of mixing together Ziansy pushed her chair back and rose from the small table in the next room. Moving into her bedroom she stopped a moment in the doorway, observing the warrior she had saved. His recovery had taken quite a while longer than she had expected; he had been in and out of consciousness for several weeks and she was relieved he was finally fully awake.<br><br>Clearing her throat she waited for his gaze to turn on her. "I'm pleased you woke, at long last." Ziansy greeted him, stepping into the room. With a wave of her hand the candelabra nearest him lit, dispelling the shadows around his cot. "It was rather touch and go for awhile; but you have a strong will to live. Do you remember me?"<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Bound (Shade and Ithica)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shade</strong> on <strong>16-06-2010, 02:24:09</strong>
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				Kuroda's gaze turned to the woman as she cleared her throat loudly. His eyes widened slightly taken aback by her beauty. Her voice sounded melodious to his ears, and he couldn't turn his eyes away from her if he had wanted to. When she asked if he remembered, he stayed quiet for a few moments. Back on that battlefield, he had lost so much blood that he was sure he was hallucinating. The memories of his last conscious moments flashed in his minds eyes, and he gave her a small smile.<br><br>"Yes... yes, I remember now. You're the woman who saved me... the one I made a deal with." He chuckled weakly, before clutching his side. It still hurt too much for him to laugh. "Well, since you've managed to pull me from the clutches of death, I must make good on my promise. I am now in your service." He inclined his head towards her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Bound (Shade and Ithica)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ithica</strong> on <strong>16-06-2010, 04:51:35</strong>
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				One brow rose in amusement as Ziansy moved closer to the cot. "A man of honor. How...refreshing, but we shall see if you merely speak honorably or are in fact such a man. For now; welcome to my home. Or rather, your new home, I should say. I am Ziansy and we are deep in the heart of Briartooth Forest, in case you're wondering."<br><br>"I think you must be hungry, you have had nothing but broth forced down your throat while you slept. You'll need more substantial food now. It is...almost noon. I will summon some of the servants to bring you a meal and afterwards you should bathe." Ziansy pointed out a small alcove on the opposite side of the room. "When you're ready simply ring the bell pull and everything else will be attended too. They'll provide you with clothing as well. Now; what is your name?"<br>
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				Post by: <strong>Shade</strong> on <strong>16-06-2010, 06:48:05</strong>
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				The warrior gave her a small smile. "My name is Kuroda. And I thank you for your hospitality." He glanced around the room again. "So, you're Ziansy, of the Briartooth Forest... you're not exactly what I would have expected from the rumors." There had been many, many wild rumors and stories about this woman, and what she did with the people she brought with her into the forest. But she had saved his life, so it didn't seem like the rumors were true at all.<br><br>Suddenly, his stomach grumbled loudly. He chuckled nervously for a moment, before speaking again. "A meal does sound really good right about now." He swung his legs over to the edge of the bed, still feeling stiff and sore. As he shifted around, he paused for a moment, looked down, and lifted the blanket up, then put it back down. He hadn't realized that he was naked. He supposed that made sense though, since he had to be treated for his wounds... Still, it embarrassed him a bit.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Bound (Shade and Ithica)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ithica</strong> on <strong>16-06-2010, 08:56:07</strong>
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				Smiling at the warriors agitation Ziansy made no apologies as her eyes roamed over him, not that she hadn't already been privy to his body. He was a fine example of man. Muscular, his strength was obvious. "Kuroda..." <br><br>"The warrior known as Silver Fang? Ha!" Ziansy scoffed, pleased. "I can't believe they left YOU for dead! Not that many in that battle lived. Only the Nobles sitting out on the sidelines survived and both factions left before the dust had barely settled. That's what we were doing there; cleaning the field. I take great offense to dead soldiers left to rot so close to my forest. It makes the spirits upset and...well, that's a bad thing."<br><br>"We brought your weapon. I assume it's yours; it was near your body. But enough talk for now. I have some business to attend too and you need food. If you are feeling well enough perhaps we'll dine together tonight." With a nod Ziansy passed his cot and opened the chamber door, issuing orders for food to brought up to a pretty female servant who was waiting in the hallway. With a swirl of her full skirts she was gone, striding down the corridor towards a massive staircase.<br>
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				Post by: <strong>Shade</strong> on <strong>16-06-2010, 10:18:37</strong>
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				He smiled a bit as she mentioned his nickname. Apparently, his reputation had preceded him. Despite his skill and apparent fame, he had never really gotten used to being so well known and feared. He was given the name Silver Fang because his sword moved like a blur on the battlefield, the blade barely visible as he moved it. His eyes widened at the mention of his weapon. He really hoped that they had it here.<br><br>"Very well. I do not wish to hold you up. Farewell for now, Lady Ziansy." He waited in the room, leaning back against the pillow until his food was brought up. He wolfed it down hungrily, not having had any solid food for weeks. Once the last morsel had been devoured and the tray taken away by the pretty female servant, he stood up, a bit shakily at first, and made his way to where Ziansy had indicated that the bath was. The hot water and soaps felt so good against his skin.<br><br>After thoroughly washing his hair as well and rinsing off, he took a towel and dried off, then found the chord for the bell and pulled it, hoping to get some clothes soon.While he waited for clothing to be brought, he wondered what he would have to do for Ziansy here.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Bound (Shade and Ithica)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ithica</strong> on <strong>17-06-2010, 07:57:55</strong>
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				Bemused by the good fortune of having bound a renowned warrior as Silver Fang to her service, Ziansy went about her business over the next several hours with her mind not quite on the tasks. How she intended to use the man had changed drastically upon learning who he was. Somehow, sending him after those who dared to trespass into her forest to cut it down seemed far to useless for a man of&nbsp; his skills. Not that she wouldn't do it; the woodcutters who ventured deeper into her territory were wreaking havoc and needed a lesson in flesh and blood. A fearsome warrior would send her message quite well that the forest had a protector.<br><br>But perhaps the best thing about having Silver Fang was that she could do away with some of the more aggressive nay-sayers against her. And there were those, in high places, who had used her services and not paid their debts. Simply getting the payment was out with most....they needed to be taught not to use her and then ignore her when they had the desired results of their transactions. <br><br>By the time evening arrived Ziansy was more than ready for supper. Sending a servant to gather the warrior from her chambers, she surveyed the food on the table. Roasted chicken and lamb, herbed potatoes, carrots, asparagus, freshly baked bread with butter, gingered peaches, baked apples, a red wine and a plate of cheese...it was enough to eat for several days but she knew her staff would finish whatever the warrior did not. He was bound to return to full health and strength in short order eating at her table.<br>
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				Post by: <strong>Shade</strong> on <strong>18-06-2010, 05:14:45</strong>
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				Soon after the bell rang, the same female servant who had brought lunch up for him brought up some clothing. She eyed his physique, since he was still in the towel, before leaving to give him privacy while he changed. The swordsman was surprised at how well the clothing fit. He was still a bit sore, so he laid down on his cot again, resting. When it was time for supper, the servant came back to check on him. He was feeling much better, so he stood up and followed the servant to the dining room.<br><br>When he saw the food on the table, his eyes widened. The scent along almost had him drooling. "Wow... this looks delicious" he said, his eyes still moving from dish to dish. He walked over to a chair slowly, and took a seat. It was all he could do to not grab the nearest dish and stuff it into his mouth. He began to place things on his plate. "So, Lady Ziansy, what sort of things shall I be doing to serve you?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Bound (Shade and Ithica)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ithica</strong> on <strong>25-06-2010, 05:14:44</strong>
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				"I have a few simple things in mind, but for the moment there is no rush. You must recover fully first." Ziansy stated, sitting down at the head of the table. Motioning to the place beside her she indicated for the warrior to sit there. "My forest is being threatened by invaders; woodcutters, of all things. For centuries no one has dared to cut into Briartooth but recently...the Noble who took over the Harden title and lands, has decided that the old treaties are not to be honored any longer. His woodcutters, and eventually the man himself, will be your first task."<br><br>Nodding to plate of food that Kuroda was filling she smiled. "I'm glad to see you find the food acceptable. I do want you to be happy here. It's important when your obligated for eternity, you know." Something about the shift in her voice was slightly sinister and her eyes had narrowed just a bit before Ziansy gave herself a mental shake, sending another smile his way.<br>
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				Post by: <strong>Shade</strong> on <strong>25-06-2010, 06:30:36</strong>
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				The warrior gave a slight nod. "I see. Lady Ziansy, not to question you, but have you attempted to renegotiate with with this noble?" Kuroda always tried to avoid killing unless it proved to be absolutely necessary. While she answered, he took a bite of food, and quickly chewed and swallowed. "This food is more than acceptable. It's delicious!" Admittedly, he had not eaten much solid food for some time. And as they say, hunger is the best spice.<br><br>When Ziansy's tone changed and her eyes narrowed, the Silver Fang paused mid-chew for a moment, looking at the woman critically. Part of being a great warrior was noticing every detail on the battlefield. He wasn't sure what had just happened, but it made him uneasy. His hunger distracted him though, and he quickly resumed eating the food on his plate.
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				Post by: <strong>Ithica</strong> on <strong>29-06-2010, 03:44:36</strong>
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				"Negotiations have failed. And while I can manage to get rid of the man and his wood cutters by my own means...I think a more visual display of my displeasure is needed. They have to be an example to those who would follow suit and break treaties or trespass." Ziansy explained, nodding to a servant to fill her a plate of food.<br><br>"Don't get me wrong, Kuroda. I do not mind the honest man who cuts what he needs from my forest. But the savage destruction of hundreds of trees for no other reason than line his coin purse...I take objection too. This forest is ancient and houses all manner of creatures. And spirits. The Druids of old planted these woods in the wake of a massive battle...they left the dead bodies to nurture the soil, which had been a barren waste until then. Blood and flesh made this place, it is a living monument to the atrocities that men do and it must be protected." The light in her eyes as she spoke glowed eerily, her anger over the nobles actions barely held in check as she spoke.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Bound (Shade and Ithica)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shade</strong> on <strong>02-07-2010, 20:12:00</strong>
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				Again, Kuroda stopped chewing for a bit while Ziansy spoke. The warrior felt a shiver run down his spine. It was strange, he could see all of the gore and bloodshed on a battlefield and not bat an eye, but the way this woman talked made him feel uneasy. He had heard the stories of how these woods had been created, but he had thought them to be only legends.<br><br>"Well, I can understand your anger then. And by a more visual display... I'm guessing you want me to kill them?" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Bound (Shade and Ithica)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ithica</strong> on <strong>03-07-2010, 13:18:45</strong>
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				"You are a warrior; killing is what you do, is it not?" Ziansy smirked, her smile bordering on pleasant. "I'll leave the details of it up to you, so long as its noteworthy. But like I said, get your strength back first. I can't have you sickly and weak. That would never do," she laughed softly. <br><br>"Mostly what I need you for is appearances. Not many people are stupid enough to cross me and with as formidable a body guard as you, they will consider it even more carefully." Picking at her food she watched Kuroda carefully as she spoke, looking for any reaction he might make.<br><br>"And then, of course, I do have other needs that you would do very well for, I'm sure." Her image shivered before him and she was suddenly sitting across from him nude, her raven hair loose and hanging over both shoulders, her full breasts a tantalizing offer for his eyes before she shimmered again and was once more fully clothed, her hair pulled back as it had it been all day. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Bound (Shade and Ithica)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shade</strong> on <strong>04-07-2010, 06:38:02</strong>
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				Kuroda gave a slow nod. "It's certainly true that I do kill... but I've never killed needlessly. And I have to admit, I'm not crazy about the idea... but, I owe you my life, and I've sworn to serve you. I shall do as you ask." He returned to his food, chewing slowly. His eyes flicked back over to her though as she continued talking. It made sense that she would use him for something like this, simply because of his well known name. <br><br>When she mentioned other uses, he turned to face her fully. "What do you-?" He stopped though, when she seemed to vanish. Glancing around, he saw her reappear right in front of him, naked. He blinked, then rubbed his eyes quickly. When he looked again, he saw her back as she was, fully clothed and her hair tied back as it had been. Some sort of illusion? "Oh, I see..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Bound (Shade and Ithica)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ithica</strong> on <strong>04-07-2010, 11:26:06</strong>
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				Before the conversation was able to continue there was a loud disturbance in the outer hall and the doors to the dining room crashed open. A group of men strode in, led by a tall warrior in full armor. Hesitating for a moment, looking over Kuroda, he finally turned his attention towards Ziansy, dropping to one knee as he removed his helm.<br><br>"My Lady." Brown hair streaked with grey fell to his shoulders in disarray, bruises marred his face,&nbsp; one eye almost swollen closed. <br><br>The other men held back, their nervousness apparent as they cast their eyes around the room, hands straying to sword hilts and away again as though they knew better but were unable to keep their hands off the weapons.<br><br>"Sir Hedrick." Ziansy smiled sweetly, looking the knight over carefully, then looked past him and regarded his men.&nbsp; "You don't have it."<br>&nbsp;<br>It was a statement, not a question and the kneeling man flinched as though he had been struck. "I did, but there were...complications." Daring to look up when his mistress said nothing he cleared his throat. "Daedalus..."<br><br>Holding her hand up to silence him Ziansy frowned. "I was not aware he had returned. And he just happened to stumble across you; took what was mine?"<br><br>Hedrick nodded, swallowing hard.<br><br>"Obviously he sent a message or else you wouldn't be alive. What is it?"<br><br>Standing up Hedrick motioned to one of his men, who moved forward and produced a small chest from his pack. Handing it to the knight he stepped away quickly, as though whatever was contained within was too unpleasant to be near.<br><br>Hedrick handed the box to Ziansy with the trepidation his man had displayed, eyes wide as he watched her examine it. <br><br>"Go. We will speak of your failure on the morrow, Hedrick." Ziansy dismissed the men without further thought, setting the chest gently onto the table before turning her attention to Kuroda. <br><br>"I apologize for the interruption to our meal, Kuroda. Hedrick has no manners." Tapping the chest she smiled when it shook, whatever was inside was alive. A simple swipe of her hand over the keyhole unlocked it and she flipped the lid open, shaking her head at the tiny creature inside. <br><br>"Come here. Have you ever seen an ice dragon spawn?" Ziansy turned to box towards Kuroda, her amusement over the icy white creature clear. "We will be leaving tomorrow after I deal with Hedrick. I hope you do not mind the cold; we will be journeying into the Land of the Living Glaciers."<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Bound (Shade and Ithica)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shade</strong> on <strong>06-07-2010, 04:21:45</strong>
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				Kuroda turned his attention to the group that entered. He definitely was not the first warrior to enter her service, judging by the look of the leader of this group. And it looked like he came off worse from a fight. He tensed a bit when they reached for their swords. Fortunately, they didn't draw them out. What was that about? Looking back and forth between them as they spoke, he tried to make some sense of the conversation. He could only learn so much though. Maybe he could ask later. <br><br>When he saw the small chest move, he jumped with a start. When Ziansy opened it and turned it towards him, he leaned down and looked into it. The small creature inside looked at him curiously. "No" he replied in answer to her question. "No, I've never seen anything like that before." His gaze moved back up to her when she told them what they would be doing tomorrow. "Alright. I guess that means dealing with those destroying this forest will have to wait." He turned and looked at where the men left. <br><br>"How exactly will you be punishing Hedrick... if I may ask?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Bound (Shade and Ithica)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ithica</strong> on <strong>07-07-2010, 00:36:07</strong>
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				Cooing at the tiny dragon spawn Ziansy urged it out of the chest and into her hand. Lifting it to her face she ran a finger down its back, petting it gently as she considered Kudora's question. "You must understand; he has failed me consistently as of late. It's not as though I am some tyrant bitch taking out my ire on all who upset me...well, not all the time."<br><br>Moving closer to Kuroda she set the dragon on his arm, tickling it under its head. "Keep him; they make fine little weapons if trained properly. No one ever expects a tiny dragon to take their eye out." Watching the creature for a moment she moved back to her chair and sat down once again, reaching her goblet of wine.<br><br>"As for Hedrick; I have nothing dire planned for him. He has been with me for a very long time and was once my Champion. You will replace him. He will do lesser deeds on my behalf, such as taking care of your start out duties. It will make&nbsp; him angry and he will have a fit, at which point I will have to remind him who his Mistress is. What happens to him at that point is entirely on him."<br><br>"Unless," Ziansy looked at her new warrior, a sly smile gracing her lips. "Would you prefer to come along and let Hedrick 'meet' his successor? A show of your strength would go far in keeping him at bay in the future."<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Bound (Shade and Ithica)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shade</strong> on <strong>08-07-2010, 07:20:48</strong>
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				Kuroda jumped a bit when the dragon was put on his arm. He couldn't believe that she was giving a dragon to him, of all things! "T...Thank you." He raised his arm a bit, studying the creature closely. It looked back at him with pale blue eyes, tilting it's head in a curious fashion. The swordsman had no clue how to train a dragon, but if he do it, then it would likely prove a valuable ally indeed. <br><br>His head snapped back to Ziansy as she spoke of him meeting Hedrick. He had no reason to fight this man, or put him in his place. "Well, perhaps if he gets too far out of line, I'll have to show him who is most deserving of the position of your Champion, Lady Ziansy." The dragon crawled up his arm and settled on his shoulder.<br><br>"That reminds me, my lady... you mentioned when I first woke up that you had my weapon for me? Where is it now?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Bound (Shade and Ithica)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ithica</strong> on <strong>09-07-2010, 01:32:34</strong>
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				"It's safe, there's nothing to worry about my dear." Ziansy replied, draining her goblet and setting back onto the table. "You will need to be outfitted with new armor, of course. Something that tells the world you belong to me. I'll have one of the servants take you to the armory and see to it; you can retrieve your weapon from there as well."<br><br>"And I do apologize Kuroda, I was all but forcing you to go slow to make sure you recover your health fully before having you do much and now I am whisking you away on the morrow. But...well. Daedalus must be seen to and quickly, before he wreaks havoc with my...item." <br><br>Standing once again Ziansy regarded the warrior and the tiny dragon sitting on his shoulder. "He'll need water to sleep in at night, so he doesn't dry out. I'll have a bowl placed beside the bed. You will, of course, remain in my chambers." Her smile was more of a smirk. "I have to keep an eye on your recovery." <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Bound (Shade and Ithica)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shade</strong> on <strong>10-07-2010, 08:17:41</strong>
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				"New armor, my lady? You are too kind." As uneasy as he felt about the way she said that he belonged to her, it didn't dampen his enthusiasm. She probably had access to all sorts of rare metals and materials that could make some of the best armor available anywhere. And he would finally have his sword back as well. He felt almost naked without it's familiar weight on his waist. <br><br>When she apologized, he waved it off. "My lady, there is no need to apologize. I am yours to command. If you have need of me, then it is my duty to follow your orders as best I can." Besides, the weeks of unconsciousness had left the warrior restless. He needed to get up, get moving, and fighting if at all possible. He also wanted to prove to Lady Ziansy that her trust in his abilities was not misplaced.<br><br>At the mention of staying in her chambers, Kuroda faltered for a bit. "I... I thank you for your concern, my lady." Seeing the smirk on her face, he felt the heat rise in his cheeks. The swordsman was starting to think that he may not be staying on that cot tonight.<br><br>"S-Shall I go to the armory tonight, Lady Ziansy?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bound (Shade and Ithica)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ithica</strong> on <strong>12-07-2010, 22:43:13</strong>
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				"Of course," Ziansy nodded, turning to leave the room. "There's a wide selection, all you need do is chose the set you like the best and have it fitted. My blacksmith will have it ready by the time we leave. And be sure to take anything else you find to your liking; rummage around some and I have no doubts you'll find some remarkable items that will be most useful to you."<br><br>A loud clap of her hands brought a servant to the room within seconds and Ziansy pointed towards Kuroda. "Show Master Kuroda to the armory and inform the smith anything he wants is his and must be ready in the morning. When he is done escort him back to my chambers; he doesn't yet know the layout of the Keep. I wouldn't want him getting lost..."<br>"Yes, My Lady," the servant bowed, keeping her eyes to the floor in Ziansy's presence.<br><br>"I have things to attend too but I will return to my chamber and check on your wounds later Kuroda. If you find the cot too uncomfortable feel free to make use of the bed." With a smile and a nod Ziansy swept through the door, closing it behind her.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Bound (Shade and Ithica)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shade</strong> on <strong>16-07-2010, 03:51:53</strong>
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				Kuroda nodded. "That is most generous of you. Thank you, Lady Ziansy." There were no doubt several things that would prove useful to him. He inclined his head to her as she left, wondering how serious she was about the bed. Before he could think much more about it, his attention was drawn to the servant girl.<br><br>"Please follow me, Lord Kuroda." The girl turned and opened the door, walking down the hall. He caught up with her shortly. <br><br>When he reached the armory, his jaw fell open. There was all manners of armor, materials, and weapons. It took a minute for the swordsman to realize that there was a man standing in front of him. It as the blacksmith., and he was holding a blade. Kuroda's blade.<br><br>"This is yours, I believe?"<br><br>"Yes, thank you..." Kuroda took the sword from the man's hands, and pulled it from it's scabbard. The blade was still in excellent condition. "Thank you for taking such good care of it." Sliding it back into it's sheath, he started looking around. His eyes were instantly drawn to one particular set of armor. <br><br>"Do you like it?" The blacksmith asked. "It's made of a special ore, recovered from a fallen meteor. I've never seen another metal like it before. Stronger than steel, and surprisingly light." <br><br>Kuroda reached his hand out, feeling the metal with his fingertips. The black metal was surprisingly warm to his touch. Lifting up the breastplate, he could tell that the blacksmith was right. This barely felt like anything at all, yet it was certainly sturdy. "I've made my decision. I'd like this to be my armor."<br><br>"Very good, sir. Anything else?"<br><br>The swordsman thought for a moment. "Any more of this metal?" The blacksmith nodded. "A little. Perhaps enough for a dagger, but not a full sword. I can have it made for you by tomorrow."<br><br>"That will be fine, thank you." With that, Kuroda left, the female servant guiding him back to Ziansy's chambers. He stood, looking around the room, wondering if he dared to go onto Ziansy's bed. She had said it was ok, but... he just couldn't bring himself to move there yet. Finally, he moved over to the cot, and sat down, waiting for Ziansy to return.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Bound (Shade and Ithica)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ithica</strong> on <strong>21-07-2010, 02:22:10</strong>
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				Occupied with her own preparations for the upcoming journey, Ziansy busied herself for hours with those tasks, ending her day with a rapid check of the bags. Food and clothing, personal items and her own special case for her potions and other magic's. Certain precautions had to be taken when dealing with Daedalus and she would not be caught unawares by the mage again; once had taught her a lesson she would never forget. But this time she wasn't facing him alone; she had an advantage with Kuroda that Daedalus would never suspect. The fool's habit of underestimating and overlooking mortals would be his downfall. And hopefully that would be soon and by her doing.<br>Tired, Ziansy returned to her chambers, surprised to see that her warrior was still awake.<br><br>"Something vexes you, Kuroda? You should be getting your rest..."<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bound (Shade and Ithica)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shade</strong> on <strong>23-07-2010, 04:44:55</strong>
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				Kuroda's head snapped up as he heard the door open. When he saw that it was Ziansy, he stood up. "I know I should be asleep... I'm just feeling a bit restless, I guess. I mean..." he looked around the room. "I'm still having to get used to all of this. I mean... it's a big change, and I have no idea what lays ahead, for once. It's a bit unnerving..." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Bound (Shade and Ithica)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ithica</strong> on <strong>01-08-2010, 08:55:04</strong>
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				Staring at Kuroda for a long moment in silence Ziansy finally moved across the room to her bed and sat down. “I can’t promise you that I will keep you in the know about my motivations on things I have you do, Kuroda. You’ll simply have to take my word that it needs to be done.”<br><br>Kuroda stood in place for a moment, watching her as she moved and lowered herself onto her bed. He frowned, but responded with a simple "Yes, my Lady." He didn't like being kept in the dark about the reasons for the things he was ordered to do. It didn't sit right with him. Still, it wasn't his place to ask. At least, not yet. Perhaps when he had been in her service longer, he could ask her such things.<br><br>Scooting back Ziansy patted the empty space on the bed. “Come; rest. Rest well knowing that you are mine now and I take good care of those whom I have. What lies ahead is not so different from the life you led before and once you reconcile yourself with the fact that I control your destiny you will no longer have any doubts...”<br><br>He was halfway turned towards his cot when she told him to come to her bed. It wasn't a request. Again, her choice of words put him ill at ease. Still, he found himself moving closer to her, drawn as though she were a magnet. He sat down on the edge, then swung his legs over so they were resting fully on the bed. He did keep about six inches of space between them though.<br><br>Moving to face him, Ziansy reached out, her hands cupping the sides of his face. Leaning in, her nose barely touching his before she titled her head, her lips grazed his mouth softly. Sighing almost regrettably she moved her head back enough to look into his eyes as her hands began to glow with a white light. “Sleep.”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Bound (Shade and Ithica)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shade</strong> on <strong>02-08-2010, 07:53:17</strong>
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				Kuroda's breath caught in his throat as she placed her hands on his cheeks, forcing him to look straight at her, with hardly any space between. When her lips pressed against his, even though the touch felt feather light, it felt as though he had been struck by lighting. His mind was blank, and he couldn't bring himself to move. It wasn't until he heard her speak. <br><br>"Lady Ziansy, what-?" His question was suddenly cut off. His eyelids drooped until hey closed themselves completely, and his body slowly sank back against the bed. He was out before his head even hit the pillow. His head was tilted slightly to the side towards his Mistress, his chest gently rising and falling as he slept.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Bound (Shade and Ithica)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ithica</strong> on <strong>20-08-2010, 06:45:07</strong>
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				The following morning saw Ziansy’s preparations for the upcoming journey go into effect smoothly and by the time she leaned over Kuroda’s still form on her bed all was ready. Taking a moment to look him over she gently stroked his hair from his face, admiring his handsome features. When the time was right she was going to enjoy her newest acquisition.<br><br>“Rise.” The command was simple; Ziansy had never been one for making things overly complicated. Straightening, she waited for him to wake, her smile in brilliant contrast to the almost ghostly image she presented, made all the paler by the darkest black material of her clothing.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Bound (Shade and Ithica)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shade</strong> on <strong>22-08-2010, 23:58:55</strong>
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				<em>"Rise."</em><br><br>Upon hearing the command, Kuroda's eyes immediately snapped open. His sleep had been filled with dreams, mostly of the woman whose bed he had just been sleeping in. He sat up slowly and stretched. It may have been due to the woman's spell, but that was the best night's sleep he had had in a good while. As he got up, the small ice dragon, which had been sitting in it's bowl of water, leapt out and floated in the air towards his shoulder. He smiled as the creature found it's perch, then smiled to Ziansy. <br><br>"Good morning, my Lady. Will we be off soon?" He got to his feet and began to change into clothes more suitable for travel. Looking over in the corner, he noticed that his new armor was ready, along with his dagger. Smiling, he walked over to them, running his fingers over the cool metal before he started to put it on.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bound (Shade and Ithica)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ithica</strong> on <strong>24-08-2010, 12:37:55</strong>
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				Watching Kuroda as he changed Ziansy admired his body, smiling at his obvious pleasure with his new armor. It pleased her that the tiny ice dragon had taken a liking to its new master and she only hoped that Kuroda himself was taking as much a liking to his new master as his pet.&nbsp; Chuckling at the thought she turned away lest he ask what she had found so amusing; most warriors had a particular loathing about being "owned" and Ziansy would keep that conversation for another day.<br><br>"We'll set out right away. My personal guard is mounting as we speak. Well; half of them. The rest will stay here and keep things secure in my absence. You will, of course, be in charge of the men. But before we go I need to speak with Hedrick." Ziansy frowned at the mention of the knight; she seldom bothered with actually waiting for one champion to die before she found another and it never really went well when she withdrew her favors from the later. Hedrick had been with her for quite a few years and while she was still fond of him he wasn't the same as he had once been. As with all her knights they became complacent and power hungry and old. <br><br>Opening the door of the room she motioned for Kuroda to follow. Clapping her hands Ziansy waited only a moment before a maid came rushing to her, offering a curtsy as she waited for the mistress to speak. "Bring a bowl of finely chopped raw meat to the courtyard for the dragon spawn. And tell Hedrick he is summoned there as well."<br><br>"Ready?" Ziansy asked Kuroda when she turned her attention back to him. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Bound (Shade and Ithica)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shade</strong> on <strong>29-08-2010, 23:27:14</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Kuroda heard Ziansy's chuckle and it made him pause for a moment, but he brushed it off for now. It was probably about him changing right there. Still, he didn't mind. He had just spent the night in her bed with her, after all. He finished putting the armor on. He frowned a bit when he heard Hedrick mentioned. He didn't want to have a conflict with this man, but it seemed unavoidable. And he would be leading Ziansy's men now? How would they react to this sudden change in command?<br><br>Securing his blade at an angle across his back and his new knife at his belt, he turned back around to face the woman in charge of his life now. "Yes, my Lady." He waited for her to lead the way before following after her, his dragon settled on the shoulder plate of his armor. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bound (Shade and Ithica)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ithica</strong> on <strong>04-09-2010, 22:28:01</strong>
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				<br>Leaving the room, Ziansy led the way down the corridor and swept down the front staircase, out<br>the doors and into the courtyard. Formed into a large square, the yard was surrounded on three sides by the front of the house and a wing on the right and one on the left. The front of the yard was completed by a thick wall with dual arches that opened to the forest.<br><br>A group of saddled horses stood ready and waiting, the knights who would be riding them waiting quietly as well. No sooner had Ziansy stepped out than a frazzled looking servant approached her, whispering urgently in her ear.<br><br>“Melted? You’re sure that’s what the maid said?” Ziansy thought for a moment, her foot tapping the ground as she considered what she had just been told. “Have the men dispose of whats left of his body, have it burnt. The bed and everything else he used int he room needs to be destroyed as well. Stress the importance of not coming into direct contact with Hedricks blood...it’s poisoned and it can kill anyone who gets it on them.”<br><br>Turning to Kuroda she shrugged. “It looks like Hedrick won’t be joining us after all. He’s met a painful end, poisoned by Daedalus.” Ziansy betrayed no emotion at all. “Let’s get mounted and move out, its a long ride to our first nights camp.”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Bound (Shade and Ithica)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shade</strong> on <strong>08-09-2010, 03:14:27</strong>
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				Kuroda followed Ziansy wordlessly, glancing at doors and down corridors as they walked. When they got outside, he looked around at the beautiful landscape. The warrior had missed the chance to look at them when he had arrived, since he had been in a near death state when she had brought him here. His attention immediately turned back to Ziansy though, when the servant had come up and started speaking urgently to her.<br><br>"Melted?" The swordsman echoed, looking around at those gathered, trying to figure out what was going on. And the blood was poisoned as well? Was she talking about Hedrick? <br><br>When Ziansy turned and told him what happened, Kuroda could only stare. Did the death of a previous champion mean nothing to her? Was he to be just tossed aside when his usefulness was at an end? "... yes, my Lady." Moving over to a horse that a servant pointed out to him, Kuroda put his left foot in the stirrup and swung his leg over, mounting the horse. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bound (Shade and Ithica)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ithica</strong> on <strong>15-09-2010, 04:12:54</strong>
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				The ride was, for the most part, quiet and uneventful. Passing through the small town that bordered her forest, the people gave Ziansy's entourage a wide berth, many keeping eyes averted as they went. Ziansy paid the peasants no heed, her mind on the task at hand. She was determined to reach the harbor town of Port Cissal by evening and they pressed ahead, barely stopping for food or rest.<br><br>Reaching Cissal just as the evening sun began to set, Ziansy directed her group to the harbor, stopping at a decent inn. Alighting from her horse she motioned for Kuroda to join her as she made her way indoors. A few words with the innkeeper had her entire party set with rooms for the night and Ziansy ordered dinner for herself and Kuroda to be served in her room. <br><br>"Take this," Ziansy slipped a ring off her hand and held it out to Kuroda, "and find the Captain of the ship Meriwether. He usually stays on board when he's in port so you shouldn't have any problems finding him. Give him the ring and tell him to expect us in the morning; I want him ready to sail upon our arrival. I'll be waiting for you in my room."<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bound (Shade and Ithica)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shade</strong> on <strong>27-09-2010, 08:32:04</strong>
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				Kuroda had never been one for small talk, so he didn't bother to try speaking much during the ride either. He watched the people of the small village who seemed to scatter as they drew closer. Was there something about Ziansy that he wasn't aware of? Most likely.<br><br>When they reached Cissal, he dismounted his horse at Ziansy's beckoning and followed her into the inn while the rooms were being set up. When handed the ring, he held it up and inspected it, brow furrowed, as he heard the woman's instructions. "Understood, my Lady." Turning, he left the inn and made his way for the harbor.<br><br>It wasn't difficult to find the ship. When he found the Meriwether, he requested to speak with the captain. When he was taken to the captain's quarters, he offered the ring to him. "Lady Ziansy and her men will be here in the morning. She wants you to be ready for immediate departure upon our arrival." The message delivered, he turned on his heel and left the ship, heading back for the inn.<br><br>On the way there, his stomach let out a growl. They had barely stopped to rest at all on their journey and his mouth watered at the meal that was waiting for him. He didn't even care that it was to be in Ziansy's room with her. Reaching the inn, he walked down the hallway to the room that Ziansy had been given, and knocked three times, waiting for her to grant him permission to enter.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bound (Shade and Ithica)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ithica</strong> on <strong>05-10-2010, 06:01:13</strong>
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				Shown to a room that was much larger and lavish than what her men would be getting, Ziansy ordered a bath readied for herself once Kuroda left for the docks. As soon as the large tub was delivered to her room and filled with hot water she dismissed all but one of the maids the innkeeper had provided for her and settled into the water, a sigh escaping her as the water soothed muscles sore from a day spent riding. Pointing to her bag she ordered the maid get a bottle of oil out and leaned back, closing her eyes as the maid began massaging the fragrant mixture made from pressed flowers into her skin.<br><br>With small gestures and whispered words Ziansy kept the water steaming hot, the floral scent of the oil filling the room in a pleasant way. The fireplace crackled merrily and she was feeling incredibly languid while the maid bathed her, her hands gentle on Ziansy’s body. “When I’m out of the bath, have the tub removed and dinner served. For two.”<br><br>“Yes, Miss.” The maid spoke in a low country accent and Ziansy smiled, opening her eyes to look the lass over. Thin and fair she was modestly dressed, not the usual garb of a typical serving wench with her breasts all but falling out of her top. Ziansy surmised the young lady had to be the innkeepers family, possibly a daughter.<br><br>No sooner had Ziansy stepped from the tub and the maid had begun drying her off than someone knocked three times at her door. Nodding to the maid she took the towel and held it before her body, waiting while the other woman went to the door. “It’ll be my Knight; allow him in and you may go. Do not forget about having this tub removed and the food brought in.”<br><br>The maid opened the door and bobbed a small curtsy to the knight standing there. “The Mistress says to come in.” She spoke quietly and fast, stepping into the hall to allow Kuroda to pass inside. She left without waiting for a reply.<br><br>“I take it there weren’t any problems, then?” Ziansy asked Kuroda once he was inside the door. “Come; your arrival chased off my maid.” Holding the towel out she beckoned him towards her. “Finish drying me.”<br><br>It was almost a challenge, her naked body gleaming in the light of the fire, droplets of water running down her chest and legs. Smiling none too innocently Ziansy waited, eager to see how her newest champion would react to her order and she was suddenly keenly interested to find out if he would take advantage of the situation or strictly comply to her request.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bound (Shade and Ithica)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shade</strong> on <strong>20-10-2010, 09:30:47</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Kuroda didn't have to wait long, it seemed. He had been expecting Ziansy to answer, but to his surprise it was a young woman who worked at the inn. Before he could even think of a reply she had dashed off, leaving him standing outside the open door. <br><br>Stepping in quickly, he shut the door, then turned to face her, stopping halfway when he saw that she was wet and nude, with only a towel blocking his view of her naked form. His cheeks began to redden.<br><br>"No, no problems, my lady. The ship will be ready for us tomorrow as you instructed." <br><br>When the woman held the towel out and asked for him to finish drying her, his cheeks reddened further. "Y-yes my lady..." Out of all the things he had expected upon his return from the errand she had sent him on, this was not one of them. Taking the towel, he tried to think of how to best proceed. <br><br>The swordsman started with her arms. Seemed innocent enough, if you could call this innocent. Then he moved to the front of her body. Though he tried to do this quickly, he found himself lingering on her breasts, feeling the warm orbs through the fabric he was drying them with. <br><br>Once he had finished her stomach, he knelt down and began to dry her legs, his face turning even redder now, since kneeling like this basically put him near level with Ziansy's snatch. He kept his gaze down in an attempt to not stare at it while he worked. While he handled battlefields just fine, Kuroda was not so good when it came to women, so he wasn't entirely sure how to handle this situation. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Bound (Shade and Ithica)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ithica</strong> on <strong>06-12-2010, 01:21:06</strong>
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				*Once he had finished her stomach, he knelt down and began to dry her legs, his face turning even redder now, since kneeling like this basically put him near level with Ziansy's snatch. He kept his gaze down in an attempt to not stare at it while he worked. While he handled battlefields just fine, Kuroda was not so good when it came to women, so he wasn't entirely sure how to handle this situation.<br><br>Keeping her eyes downcast, watching her warrior as he dried her legs Ziansy suppressed a sigh; it seemed that Kuroda was simply drying her off and nothing more. Unsure how to react to his lack of interest she stood still, thinking. Perhaps it wasn’t disinterest but more apprehension, she thought.<br><br>“Enough,” Ziansy stated, just as the door was pounded. “Go and see who that is, although I expect it’s our meal.” Turning towards the bed, where her bags had been placed, she opened one and proceeded to sort through it, making no attempt to cover herself from whoever was at the door. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bound (Shade and Ithica)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shade</strong> on <strong>18-12-2010, 00:12:34</strong>
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				Kuroda stood back up and looked at the door, his face still red. He hoped that his erection wasn't too noticeable to Ziansy, though it probably was. Crossing the room, he answered the door to find the girl who had been in here earlier, now bearing trays of food. Seeing these reminded Kuroda of his hunger and made his mouth water. Next to her stood a fairly large man, who had been brought along to carry the tub out.<br><br>The man's eyes lit up when he saw Ziansy's exposed backside. Seeing where his gaze was going, Kuroda stepped into the man's line of sight and gave him a death glare that he usually saved for the battlefield. The man actually shuddered under the Silver Fang's gaze, and quickly grabbed the tub and carried it out. <br><br>The girl placed the trays on the table and curtsied to Ziansy and Kuroda. "Enjoy your meal Miss, good sir Knight." With that, she left and closed the door behind her, leaving them with the food. It smelled delicious, and Kuroda wanted so badly to dive in. But he knew that he should wait for Ziansy before he ate himself. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bound (Shade and Ithica)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ithica</strong> on <strong>20-12-2010, 06:52:56</strong>
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				Slipping into a long pale silk chemise that hung by thin straps Ziansy flicked her hand at a chair, which moved out enough for her to sit. Taking the seat she nodded to Kuroda to sit as well, focusing on the trays of food. The plates, goblets, wine and food moved as if of its own free will and soon they each had a filled plate and full goblet at their places, the candles on the table lighting in a flare at the last minute to illuminate their faces.<br><br>“Tell me about yourself, Kuroda.” Ziansy said, raising her goblet to her lips and taking a delicate sip. “Tell me how you became the legendary Silver Fang...you seem very young for such status.”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Bound (Shade and Ithica)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shade</strong> on <strong>20-12-2010, 08:27:31</strong>
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				Kuroda blushed at the sight of Ziansy in the chemise. Even though he had just seen her naked, she still looked sexy as all hell in it. He watched as she moved the chair and other objects without touching them. He moved into the chair, watching the plate fill with food and settle down in front of him. <br><br>Kuroda took ahold of his drink, but didn't put it to his lips. Instead he looked at his reflection in the goblet's contents, turned red by the liquid inside. "I assume you're aware of the events of the Battle of Heggnir? That's where it began. I was just a greenhorn back then who had gotten some attention because I always won the sparring matches that they put the new recruits through. Even against the instructors when they weren't holding back." The swordsman smiled at those memories. They seemed so long ago now.<br><br>After a few seconds, he continued. "Anyways, onto the story. The troop I had been assigned to was ambushed, and I was the only one left. There were at least 15 men who had surrounded me. Maybe it was the trauma of seeing my comrades die around me, maybe it was adrenaline, maybe it was a combination of factors, I don't know. But... at that moment, when I felt like I was going to die, something inside me... snapped. That's the only way I can describe it.<br><br>"The next thing I knew, I was surrounded by dead bodies. It's mostly a blur to me, but according to my comrades, I moved so quickly that my sword was nothing but a blur of silver that pierced through all of the enemies around me, like a fang." He finally looked up from the goblet's contents and focused on the woman sitting across from him. "After that, things became different for me. I've never been lost in a blood haze quite like that before, but my strength, speed, and agility have all been greatly enhanced. The name was given to me by one of my superior officers, and it's stayed with me ever since."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Bound (Shade and Ithica)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ithica</strong> on <strong>14-01-2011, 08:07:02</strong>
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				Nodding at the finish of his story Ziansy regarded him with careful calculation. “I watched you in the battle outside my forest; you were quite formidable. I was impressed.”<br><br>“Let’s eat now though and rest, the morning will be on us all too quickly and I don’t know about you but travel by sea has never been my favorite thing.” Ziansy changed the subject and began to eat. The food was quite good and she ate with relish, enjoying the comfortable silence in the room. Pushing her plate away at last she sighed, her eyes drawn to the little ice dragon who had sat quietly throughout the meal, emerging from a saddle bag in a sleepy stupor.<br><br>“I wondered what had become of him,” she said, floating a bowl of water to the floor for the creature. The bowl frosted over on the outside, making the dragon hiss in happiness at the chill. Stepping in he began to splash around, making Ziansy laugh. “If only everyone were so easy to please.”<br><br>Rising from the table she moved to the bed, glancing at Kuroda as she sat on the soft mattress. “How are you feeling? The ride didn’t wear on you too much, did it?” 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Bound (Shade and Ithica)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shade</strong> on <strong>13-02-2011, 01:22:24</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Kuroda smiled as he took hold of his utensils. "I know what you mean. I've had to travel by ship a few times. It always feels strange, and you never seem to get quite used to it." Letting the conversation drop after that, he focused on the wonderful taste of the food in front of him. He couldn't remember the last time he had had a meal this good. He had second helpings of everything.<br><br>In the middle of his second plate, he turned at the sound of the ice dragon as it awoke. "Oh yeah. I almost forgot." He was about to get a bowl of water, but Ziansy beat him to it. He just sat back down, chuckling at the gleeful noises of his new companion. "You're right. If everyone could be satisfied that easily, life would be much simpler." With that, he focused back on his food, which didn't take him much longer to finish. <br><br>Finally, he washed everything down with a large drink, and placed the goblet back on the table wit ha sigh. Looking at Ziansy, he saw that she had moved to the bed. He was about to tell her no when he was interrupted by a yawn. "Well... perhaps I'm more tired than I realized. Or maybe it was just riding and then eating like this." He motioned to the empty plates of food on the table. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Bound (Shade and Ithica)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ithica</strong> on <strong>28-02-2011, 09:15:57</strong>
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				“Come,” Ziansy said, patting the place beside her on the bed. “It has been a long day and you need to keep your strength up.”<br><br>Her smile, however, didn’t put one in mind of sleeping. Exhaling a deep breath Ziansy watched Kuroda carefully, looking for any signs that he wasn’t healed completely. Near death took a lot of time to recover from and she feared she was pushing him into activity too soon. But then again, she had needs of her own and he did look well enough…<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Bound (Shade and Ithica)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shade</strong> on <strong>10-03-2011, 06:37:43</strong>
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				Kuroda gave a slight nod and walked over towards the bed. He felt fine, just a little worn out. He sat down beside her, blushing slightly. "Erm... Lady Ziansy... do you mean for me to sleep in bed with you?" He hadn't actually considered that that was what she wanted from him. Looking back, he felt foolish. She had brought him into her room to eat, just him. And earlier, with the bath towel... just thinking about it made his blush deeper. 
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