Lies & subterfuge (Brandon & VividCrimson)
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				Title: <strong>Lies &amp; subterfuge (Brandon &amp; VividCrimson)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>02-02-2010, 07:11:08</strong>
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				Purple luminescent gems shined over the people in the massive subterranean city. Paved granite walkways and buildings carved from the stalagmites and stalactites of the massive opening rose hundreds of feet in the air. Each building carved with an eloquent grace and attention to detail that few races could conceive. Beneath the dimly lit gems people walked, or rather elves. Elves with skin as black as ash and mannerisms that would frighten demons. Some called them Dark elves, others Drow, yet that didn't matter to them for they called themselves the children of Lolth, the spider queen.<br><br>They had been banished beneath the earth eon's ago by the other elven gods and races and while the elves thought that their cousins were doomed to waste away and die to the harsh conditions of the underground the children persevered and created city's of stone and glass that were frighteningly beautiful to even the most well crafted cities that men, elves, or dwarves could fathom. Now they prospered in their own politics and darkness especially in this city, Mul'darin<br><br>The plaza was full today with a new slave shipment in. Its granite walkways packed full of the various subterranean races and one by one slaves were lead up to a stage, wrapped in heavy iron chains, presented to the audience and the bidding's began. The voices of the separate and alien languages echoing out across the plaza and each slave was sold within a matter of minutes. Finally the time came for a young surface elf girl and when she was put on stage the look of a hundred dark elves' hatred poured into her...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Lies &amp; subterfuge (Brandon &amp; VividCrimson)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>VividCrimson</strong> on <strong>02-02-2010, 12:39:51</strong>
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				This maiden now on the Auction block may be a hated sight, but she herself did not like the situation, nor did she know all the reasons she had come to be there. Avilynna had woken not long before from the herbal sleep. She could taste the bitter dryness from the sleep brew that they had force down her throat before bringing her below the surface. Avi had known well what the contents of the tea like mixture would do, she herself had made it. How many times had she mixed the same concoctions for an ill child or mother, so they could sleep and recover? She done so again only this time the one requesting it had turned it against her.<br><br>Just three days prior she been requested to create the sleeping brew for a woman traveling with what she said was a group of 'herders'. The woman had promised to pay her handsomely for several dozen doses of this such mixture of herbs and a spell to render a specific time lapse of 12 hours. Supposedly wanting the sleep aid on the travels so that she and others could sleep through the rougher bits of the journey. Avilynna had agreed, having seen the women ragged appearance, and sad eyes, she could not turn away the woman or the money.<br><br>Avilynna had told the woman to return in two days, when the brew would be complete. But who returned instead seemed to have much more in store all along. Whether is had been her healing powers, herbal abilities or her beauty that attracted the attack, Avilynna was not sure. But one moment she was answering the soft knock on her modest home, greeting and inviting in the woman, the next, too many, too fast dark forms had overcome her. The last thing she remembered was the taste of her very own sleep brew. <br><br>She only remembered awakening once during the travel, enough time to realize she'd been caged, bound, and was moving. Before she was able to waken fully from the haze, more dark forms and hands had again forced the brew down her throat. Now dehydrated with haze filled eyes, slowly focusing on the large pool of dark forms whispering. Again it took her mind long moments to focus and see it was not just a pool of dark forms, but Drow. Every fiber of her body seemed to cringe with fear and hatred, and those holding her were easily stifling her attempts to struggle to be let go. A wave of clarity now washed over her, realizing she was no longer free, and about to be sold to one of these glaring hate filled Drow.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Lies &amp; subterfuge (Brandon &amp; VividCrimson)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>03-02-2010, 03:19:34</strong>
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				The auctioneer didn't seem to mind how she carried herself on stage. She could be unconscious and still make a good profit from almost all the bidders and even if they didn't want her as a slave he could always sell her as food. He raised a hand to get the crowd to quiet down before beginning the bids. Most of them were low, few Dark elves would bid any large sum on one of their surface brethren because they would rather kill them then keep them as a slave of any kind. <br><br><em>10...<br><br>20...<br><br>50...<br><br>100...</em><br><br>The auctioneer let out a small sigh, figuring that would be it and pointed to the one hundred bid. It was a large creature standing seven feet tall yet incredibly slim in build. Its skin was a mix of purple and pink and instead of a humanoid head it had two pitch black bulging eyes and four tentacles falling down from its face as far as the chest. "Looks like you'll be food instead." he said as he raised his hand upwards with the gavel in it. <br><br>Then. before he could bang it down, the bid skyrocketed as someone called out a price of 1,000 gold pieces. The auctioneer as well as many others were taken aback at such a high price for her and he thought that the bid might not be true, so he called for the bidder to step forward. <br><br>They did, or rather she did. She wore the robes of a priestess, revealing clothes that showed off her womanly curves and much of her ash black skin. Her hair a mane of snow white was tied back and flowed down almost to her ankles. Her belt had two small knives on it, each one made to look like a spider with its legs pointing downward and forming the blade. She was surrounded by twelve soldiers, each one dressed in the heaviest and most ornately made armor she had ever seen as well as armed with a single curved sword on their hip and large metal shields strapped to their arms. <br><br>As she stood there she repeated the bid "1,000 gold pieces for her."<br><br>The auctioneer nodded and waited for a few moments to make sure there would be no more bids. There were none, no one would want to pay that much for a high elf. There was a bang on the podium as he pronounced her sold and two of the slavers lead her down toward the gate. it opened, surrounded by the same soldiers with the woman standing in the center, arms crossed in a kind of seductively graceful stance that invited the young girl into her circle.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Lies &amp; subterfuge (Brandon &amp; VividCrimson)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>VividCrimson</strong> on <strong>03-02-2010, 04:00:21</strong>
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				When the crowd quieted she listened to the slow bidding for her rise, seeing the creature the bidding had stop on made her heart pound in panic. She yanks again and again as the guards held her effortlessly. She was still struggling even as the gavel paused in midair, not yet noticing the change of bid that was saving her from being the meal. She was struggling until hushed voices and movement in the crowd drew her attention. <br><br>The sight of the lush dark female drow met her eyes. The pure contrast of the Drow's skin and hair was like a looking at coal sitting on snow. But the women did not just hold a awe of dark beauty, but demanded a sense of pure power and respect. The Drow woman should have her just as nervous and fearful, but suddenly Avi was more accepting of this then the latter. She still struggled but not as much as she had at the sight of the tentacle faced creature.<br><br>She watched the gavel, mesmerized and flinched as it fell like it had hit herself rather then the Auction block. In a simple moment of time she was no longer on the raised auction block but standing in the gateway, facing the dark elven woman. The slavers stood in the gateway blocking any retreat, and the seductive woman's guards blocked all other directions. Avi takes deep shaking breathes, surrounded with only on option. She stepped into the circle of her new owner, biting her lip as she stepped close enough to be out of the slaver's gate. Standing on edge, seeming ready to attack or defend, as her eyes darted around her sizing up the forms and weapons worn by all around her. She said nothing, knowing well enough to bide her time, nothing she said would be taken into account. She would have to wait, learn enough and make her own plan of escape soon enough.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Lies &amp; subterfuge (Brandon &amp; VividCrimson)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>03-02-2010, 05:17:45</strong>
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				The woman stood with arms crossed over her abdomen and she took her time looking over her new slave in great detail before moving. She walked forward slowly till she was within arms reach and then turned to the right, walking around her slowly step by step and taking her new slaves form in in even greater detail almost like she was a shark sizing up its next meal.<br><br>As she returned to the front of the girl she smiled like a devil who had just traded a drink of water for a mortals soul and nodded "Yes, you will do nicely. Quite nicely indeed." she said softly while brushing back a few errants of her snow white hair past her right ear. "I am Lady Emyalla Ver'lin, Matriarch of House Ver'lin and your new owner. I prefer not to call you slave, so tell me what is your name child or must I give one to you?"
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				Post by: <strong>VividCrimson</strong> on <strong>03-02-2010, 05:52:57</strong>
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				It had taken every fiber of stubbornness and courage to keep herself standing firmly in place and not retreat from the stare of this Drow woman. Avilynna kept her eyes seeming uninterested. Though as the women had moved even closer, circling her like a hawk would a rabbit, she too was taking in the dark drow form. The snow white hair seemed to fall like a cape so long down her form. The way is curled and spun, made it seem like it might twist and capture Avi like the tentacles of the creature she'd almost become lunch for.<br><br>When the return to face and grin at her, seemingly proud of her choice, even though she had felt the hate from the rest of the drow crowd. Feeling a flush of red reaching her cheeks from the evident look in the new owner eyes. An owner that she now knew was not just a women, but a Matriarch and Lady. One that seemed to already have plans enough for her. Taking a breath and swallowing, licking her lips before finally answering, "Avilynna .. .. what is it you found i will do quite well as? I am not a slave.. I was taken, and want to be returned to my home." She spoke softly trying to make her usefulness seem nonexistent if she was not a trained slave. Though even in saying the words she knew it did not matter.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Lies &amp; subterfuge (Brandon &amp; VividCrimson)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>03-02-2010, 07:11:14</strong>
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				She reached down, her fingers running just under the girls chin and lifting it upward so she could see her eyes. "You will be many things for my house child but this is not the place to discuss those things. Rest assured your free will will be needed to fulfill my needs but so will your submission. Now stand, no one of house Ver'lin kneels to another without my command. Not even its slaves."<br><br>After a moment she reached down, taking out a small pouch and beckoned one of the men to come forward before handing it to him. "Pay the auctioneer and inform him that I would like a leather collar with smooth silver studs, mithril buckles, and a long mithril chain leash." The soldier nodded slowly before walking back toward the gate and banged on it a few times, commencing with the business. <br><br>As the business was being conducted she turned her eyes back on her new aquisition and smiled once again as she reached behind her and withdrew a small leather bound whip with multiple heads, each one in moving by itself and in the shape of a snake's head. "This is not an ordinary whip child, it is enchanted to give the most exquisite pain with each strike. I warn you that you must be always be honest or I will have to punish you. If you lie to me in any small way pain will be your reward. Now child, do you have any special skills?"
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				Post by: <strong>VividCrimson</strong> on <strong>03-02-2010, 07:41:40</strong>
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				Avilynna stood with the pull of the fingers on her chin, standing her feet shifting a bit unbalanced. Her body was still recovering and weakened from the 24hours of potion induced sleep. As she stood now move level eyed with the others she felt a odd rush of unease hitting her again. Listening to the instruction the woman gave out for the collar and leash, make Avi frown and swallow. Her blue eyes staring and widen at the sight of the whip, the snake heads seeming to stare directly at her, causes her to step back slightly.<br><br>The whip meant pain, she feared it instantly. She'd felt the sting of a whip before, her back still held the light scars from when she was younger. She'd was no longer the indentured servant (slave), she was as a child and adolescent. It had been nearly dozen years since she'd killed the abusive Lord and escaped. Having been lucky enough to be taken in by the elder human healer, the old women having taught her all she knew before passing two winters prior. Avilynna had just expanded and grown that knowledge with her own magical abilities. <br><br>Now, her freedom was stripped away, even if she was seeming to be promising her some amount of freedom. Her eyes again stared at the whip, realizing she had not yet answered. Swallowing nervously, she again takes an encouraging calming breath before answering, "I have been a healer for many years now.. brewing herbs and instilling my magic into my crafts to farther enable the uses. I .. I also was.. as a young girl many years ago, a servant." She did not give insight on that time of her life, she had no want to drudge up the old memories. Even though this very situation was more then likely to bring back the nightmares. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Lies &amp; subterfuge (Brandon &amp; VividCrimson)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>04-02-2010, 02:28:08</strong>
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				"I see." she said as the snakelike heads seemed to slide back into the handle. She placed the whip back on her belt at the small of her back and walked forward, stopping within arms length as one of the soldiers handed her the very items she had requested. "Look at me." she commanded as she held up the collar. "This is a symbol for you child. Yes, you are now property but you are so much more then a slave. You are part of my house and you will take pride in that position. Serve the house well and your life will be full of pleasure. Serve the house poorly and your life may be forfeit. That is the unwritten rule that we all live by...Now child, are you ready to wear your symbol of allegiance?"
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				Post by: <strong>VividCrimson</strong> on <strong>04-02-2010, 03:00:13</strong>
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				Avilynna visibly relaxed as the heads of the snakes disappeared within the handle of the whip. As the guard returned with the collar and leash, she swallows wirily. Her eyes shifting from the items to Lady Emyalla, eyes locking with the power of this woman's gaze. Listening carefully, weighing the chance she had in surviving if she did not accept. Avi let her eyes dart down for only an instant to peer again at the collar, a collar she wanted nothing to do with, but had no choice but to accept. "Yes.. my Lady.. " she spoke her voice rather tense and soft, but clear none the less.
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				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>04-02-2010, 03:12:01</strong>
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				"Good. Now hold still child." she said as she opened the leather buckle and placed it around the girls neck, making sure it fit snugly but also comfortably. The leather felt smooth and comfortable and as the shadowy illumination caught on the metal bits the young elf woman looked marvelous. The matriarch's hands slowly wandered upwards, stopping to cup the underside of the girls jaw and she leaned forward and placed a single soft kiss against her lips. "From this moment on you will obey no ones commands save my own. I am superior to all others you shall meet. Welcome to my house child." she said softly. <br><br>Her hands fell, her left to her side and the right took hold of the small chain leash, giving it a firm yet gentle tug. "Come, we are going home now."<br><br>
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				Post by: <strong>VividCrimson</strong> on <strong>04-02-2010, 03:43:20</strong>
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				The leather on her neck, was suddenly tight like a second skin. Not uncomfortable, but still feeling alien. Then again the entire place was alien to her, there was no sky underground like they were, only the odd purple luminescent glow. She been look up at the purple glow when she'd felt the gently fingers pulling her lips to another. A soft surprised gasp escapes her lips, instantly her eyes widen and heart thunders. She'd not kissed any lips even remotely for many years, and even then it had not been her choice. Her new owner and Lady, certainly had her full attention. Even as they began to move her collar attached to the leash in the Emyalla's hand, Avi eyes are calculating and cautious. The softness of the kiss was nothing unusual, but nothing about her past or present situation was usual.
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				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>04-02-2010, 04:55:32</strong>
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				"Listen well child, when you travel with me you shall walk a single step behind me. Remember that." she said softly before turning around and nodding at the soldiers ahead of them. With one mind the group began to walk and the crowd parted for them, knowing better then to stop a matriarch of one of the ten houses that controlled the city. <br><br>Their walk was not long, just a minute or two, and when it was over they had come upon an odd carriage. Most of the structure was made of black stone yet the wheels and frame were covered with brass. Two soldiers moved up to the drivers seat, four others moved to stand on a spot between the spiked wheel and the carriage, four other soldiers moved to the back, taking seats in a holding for a mounted repeating crossbow, the final two opened the doors and awaited the lady's command. <br><br>The matriarch stepped inside and called for her new pet. The inside had cushioned seating and silk curtains set around the windows on each side. "Sit where you like child." she said softly as she took a seat, leaving room in case the girl wanted to sit next to her. She crossed her long legs, smiling warmly while watching her new slave.
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				Post by: <strong>VividCrimson</strong> on <strong>04-02-2010, 05:22:37</strong>
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				Merely nodding with the instruction she followed, only one step behind. Though she kept eyes shifting around them, trying to peer thru the guard that so tightly surrounded them. Seeing faces of hate and awe in the crowds that parted. But she was looking past those forms, and trying to see anything the resemble a way up. The walk was too short to make anything out, she almost missing the queue to stop. <br><br>Once she stepped up into the stone carriage, and when given the choice of seating, she sat on the opposite bench. Though she was not fearful at the moment, she liked better the idea of sitting face to face, the leash hanging between them. She felt closed in within the dark interior of the carriage, shifting nervously as swallows and looked to her Mistress. The mere thought of the work made her spine quiver. Taking a deep breath she swallows again, "What is it exactly I will be doing now as a member of your house?"<br><br>
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				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>04-02-2010, 05:51:54</strong>
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				She looked across the wagon into the other womans eyes and waited till she felt the wagon start to move. Being pulled by the large lizards at the front and forcing them to travel at high speeds down the road. "You will do many things child. My house already has power in the city but we seek even more power. In this society houses rise in power by destroying those above them. You're healing abilities will help our soldiers when we conduct raids on our enemies...you have another calling though, I did not purchase you because of your unique abilities although I admit that is a welcome addition. I bought...no I saved you with the intent of making you my personal pet. You will spend each day assisting my house and at night you will warm my bed and be my lover."
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				Post by: <strong>VividCrimson</strong> on <strong>04-02-2010, 06:14:53</strong>
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				Helping to heal and empower her soldiers was somehow not a surprise, she felt the danger of this place. The fear of attack that mandated such armed and prepared warrior like clothing and weapons. But as the last words left the lips that had in fact kissed hers not long ago, she tensed. "Lover? .." Avi's eyes were blank and wide as they looked like there must be a mistake. But in a single breath she realized her new Mistress was utterly serious. She shifted feeling a wave of mixed emotions crawling around all the nerves of her body. <br><br>Fearful of all the things she run from repeating themselves again. Perhaps this was the gods way of punishing her for her crime from all those years ago. Yet this was not a Master but a Mistress. Surely forced to be the lover of a woman would not be as it had been with the Lord when she was a young girl. Perhaps she could handle this, even though she would hate every moment, she was sure. She settled slightly breathing again as she swallows and nods. "I .. I understand." Though her eyes looked away not wanting to reveal the look of displeasure.
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				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>04-02-2010, 06:42:36</strong>
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				She recognized that look for she had not been the first slave that had been purchased solely for her pleasure. Her predecessor in fact had once made a futile attempt on the matriarch's life and she now paid for it by being one of the few whores for the soldiers of House Ver'lin. "Everyone has that apprehension child." she said in a matter of factly tone and sharing a beautiful smile with the woman. "It is alright to feel displeased now but when I lay you down on my bed and kiss your flesh or command you to kiss mine its important that you do so. I can be a very demanding lover and I do so love to see my lovers writhe beneath me in ecstasy. Displeasing me in my bed...leads to unpleasant consequences. "
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				Post by: <strong>VividCrimson</strong> on <strong>04-02-2010, 07:08:06</strong>
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				Unpleasant consequences.. The warning was not unheeded. But she almost felt like her life now was nothing but unpleasant consequences. She was a slave again, though she did not loose the fact she could have been a meal to the other creature, but the current situation still felt hopeless. She longed for her home, the sky, to be alone again. When ever she was around others for extended time, she felt unease. She'd never trusted a soul since she was taken form her family, even the old woman that had taught her about healing. Avi never told the women the truth of her past, just weaved lies and kept the secret to herself.<br><br>She refocused on her new Mistress, whether she would please her or not she had no idea. At this point Avi felt if she failed at least then perhaps she'd be punished and left alone, or they even might put her out of the misery and take her life. Though even as she though of death as an exit, she knew she would try all she could to live. "I will do all I can to learn to please you Mistress.. " the words left her lips with a soft breath, clear tone but lacking belief in herself and the words.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Lies &amp; subterfuge (Brandon &amp; VividCrimson)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>04-02-2010, 08:08:00</strong>
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				"That is excellent new child. I know it will take time to train you so at first, I will not hold you to such a high standard." she replied. <br><br>She was about to say something else when the cart lurched to one side. The matriarch caught herself and pulled open the silk curtains before looking outside. "Whats the meaning of this?" she shouted. <br><br>One of the soldiers turned back "a merchants goods just fell onto the road m'lady. Well be moving on in a moment."<br><br>"Really?" she said softly as her lips curled into a grin. "lets see this merchant." she said before stepping out and walking down the road. In front of her was a portly dwarf with black skin and deep brown hair. All around him were food stores of seafood. "You there. Why have you impeded my carriage."<br><br>The man bowed low, not raising his gaze to see the matriarch. "My apologies my lady it was just an accident."<br><br>"There are times accidents cost lives" she said sternly. "You have taken some of my time surely you have some compensation for that commodity?"<br><br>He looked up, knowing what she meant and nodded slowly. "Yes m'lady. Perhaps a few dozen pounds of the finest crab I could collect?"<br><br>"That will be fine, now clean this up so I can be on my way and have your goods transported to my house by the evening." was all she said before she made her way back to the carriage. As she sat down she looked across still grinning and whispered "We will eat well tonight. Take note child, you will need to learn when to take advantage of a situation like this."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Lies &amp; subterfuge (Brandon &amp; VividCrimson)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>VividCrimson</strong> on <strong>07-02-2010, 08:07:18</strong>
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				Avi felt the blush crawled to her faces as her new owner explained she would be trained well and not expected to be at any particular high standard. It relaxed her immensely to hear that but also started to make her wonder why she&nbsp; cared. Sure she did not want the consequences, but another part of her was suddenly waking again. One that wanted the pride of success in a challenge. As the carriage lurched she had to brace herself and almost slammed her head into the wall of the interior. When her Mistress stepped out of the carriage she stayed leaning out the window to watch easily and hear the conversation with the merchant.<br><br>As she returned and sat down again across from Avi she listens, swallows nodding slowly, "Use situations to your advantage.. Understands m'lady." Avi replies and also gets a bit excited at the prospect of tasting crab. Though she wondered suddenly, "I am confused.. you said we? Will I be allowed a taste of crab with my meal?" She had only ever had crab a twice, it was a treat she'd stolen a small taste before so many years ago. Though she had tasted it the first time with success, she had been caught the second. Being whipped 20 lashes, and never again did she try to sneak a taste. Not to mention she never been told if she would be allowed to eat among any others but the staff in the kitchen.
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				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>08-02-2010, 01:19:42</strong>
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				As the carriage started moving again she gave a wave to the dwarven merchant as they passed by and then turned back to her pet. "Yes child. I will ensure that you're body will stay healthy and fit so that you can please me but you shall also eat with my family. My sister Bethzeda and my two brothers Ordol and Ark'ime. Soon my house will have two new family members as well. House Parta'lk was attacked last night and the fools who attacked them failed to kill all of the nobility so the attackers lives are forfeit. However house Parta'lk no longer has the forces to maintain itself as a house so as a request from the grand Matriarch house Parta'lk's soldiers and nobility will join house Ver'lin. I expect you to treat them and my family with the utmost respect but remember that I am your superior." <br><br>She turned to look back out the window as the city turned into fields of brilliant orange and red magma, flowing as freely as the ocean's of the surface world. A visible grin appeared on the matriarch's lips as she looked out at it. "It's beautiful, dont you think?" she whispered quietly. 
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