Elven Fantasy Pt. Two.

"I think that would be best. I am tired," and she could also maybe get a closer look or even talk to the drow. "I would be very pleased for your help back to my hut."

Rose smiled at Thildimar and then blinked.

"Who was that with your sister? And what is he doing bathing her? What of my father?"
 
Aria:

She watchs the two other people walk into her hut and grins at her brother and Rose.

"Nay Rothalis you can stay here... I do believe my brother and Rose can tell that I am only having a bath."

She chuckles once the two leave the hut and her gaze turns to back to Rothalis. "I think that my breasts are throughly washed now. Is there any place else that you think that should be cleaned, that maybe dirty?"
 
Thildimar:

"I would stay with you for awhile in your hut, if you allow me Rose..." Thildimar said as he walked with her to her hut. "That? That was Rothalis, he is a student of Giamond's in the art of archery. Heh, him being there, bathing Aria smacks of the villages Crone... Yes, that is something the old bat would engineer, to be sure. Don't worry, Aria will not let the lad go too far... Our culture must be so alien to you still Rose... Perhaps I could answer your questions?" They stood at the door to her hut then, and as it turned out, they were only two away from where the Drow would make his bed for the night.
 
Rothalis:

With a swallow, Rothalis looked down, through the steaming surface of the water. "Perhaps your stomach, m'lady?" He tried to keep an air of calmness to his voice.
 
Aria:

"I think that would be a lovely place to go next. But I don't think I will be able to get out of the water for that. Maybe you can just get a little wet for me." She thinks of the double inuendo... and wonders if Rothalis is also thinking the same thing.
 
Rothalis:

His thoughts caused him to blush again, but he proceeded to run the sponge across Aria's bare stomach, canting his head to the side as he burried his arm elbow deep under the surface of the water. When he had scrubbed her belly pink and clean, he hesitated, looking into her eyes as he did. It was obvious what part of her he wished to wash next as he sloshed the spunge about nervously.
 
Aria:

Her head was leaning back aganist the side of the tub, her face getting sweaty from the steam in the tub. Once she felt his movements stop she nodded to him, thinking that he wanted her permission to continue lower. She spread her legs apart slightly to give him access to her nether regions.
 
Thay:

::Looking over his shoulder, Thay sees Giamond coming into the hut, and with a slight bow, he thanked the Elders for their time and hospitality, the followed Giamond. As they exited the Elders hut, Thay looked over and saw the half-elf and the elf he battled the demon with and noticed that the half-elf tensed when she looked at him. To ease them he offered them a nod to greeting.

Finally at the hut that would be his for the duration of his stay, he offerd a small bow to Giamond.::

My thanks...It will be nice to sleep soundly this eve.

::Thay turns and looks at Giamond.::

I wish for you to be with me when we go on this quest. This will nae be a question as to who leads, I sense that you are wise beyond your years, and with you helping the others should be at ease on this trip. I would also like to have you help pick out the ten warriors who would be best for this mission, but please remember, not all of the Drow are loyal to the Queen. I donnae want someone who will simply enter Underdark and start slashing at Drow because they are Drow...

::Sits on the edge of his bed::

It will be good to sleep tonight...
 
Rothalis:

Understanding Aria's invitation, Rothalis smothered a deep breath of excitement as he pressed the lathered spunge to her sex, he drew it over her most tender flesh, looking up to watch her reactions carefully, as though he were studying her, learning...
 
Aria:

Small little moans slip past her lip as her sex is rubbed clean by Rothlis. She starts to squirm slightly, and tells Rothalis in a little breathy voice, "Aye... that feels soo good Rothalis. I'm gonna have to tell the others ladies in this village about you." After that she stays quiet except for the moans as she takes in the pleasure of it.
 
Giamond:

Bowing in return to the drow Giamond focused on him, and stared curiousity in his eyes. When the drow turned to look at him, Giamond politely shifted his eyes away. "Aye sir, I will do as you ask. I take it you wish me to function as something of a liasonce between you and the warriors I bring you?" Giamond moved toward the door. "I shall gather men for you then." He stated, turning back to give Thalious yet another curious look.
 
Rothalis:

Aria's small moans excited Rothalis to no end, it was as though she were a harp crafted by the gods and the music that came from her lips was devine. And he was the one playing upon her single string. His heart raced as she spoke to him in a breathy voice, this woman of such rich experience, such devine grace and beauty, and she was practically singing because of him. The sudden thought that she might just be placating him stung his mind, but he realized, what would that matter? Her voice was just as sweet to his ear as any honey would be to his tongue, and he intended to relish it for as long as she allowed him to. He let the sponge slip free of his hand and began to stroke her gently with his bare finger tips, indeed plucking at that one devine string of hers as though it were a golden harp.
 
Rose looked to Thildimar, "You may stay if you wish but I also wished to speak with my father. I want to make sure he is alright. You are alright are you not? I was so worried that beast would hurt you although you are very agile," she smiled at Thildimar.

"Would you mind finding father for me?"
 
Thildimar:

"Of course, I will fetch your father now... I... I am fine, thank you Rose... I do believe you are the first to have ever asked me that." He stood at the door way to the hut and looked back upon her with a waning smile. "I will return with him shortly." He said softly as he slipped out of sight.
 
Rose sighed as he left but smiled. She liked being a lot of firsts for him but he had such a way to make her feel like it was special to him. Her father was going to try to keep her out of the 10 warriors but she had endured more and not just Aria's child was at stake but also hers. She was due for payback and wanted it more than ever. She would relish the killing of the spider-queen. Then and only then could she relax and bring the child into this world.

Rose felt the shadows try to calm her anger and she smiled and looked to them for comfort, "Thank you for always being with me."

Rose sat down on her bed and awaited the arrival of her father.
 
Thildimar/Giamond:

Thil made his way to the hut that the Drow and Giamond were in. He saw that Giamond was on his way out and came to him there. "Giamond, your sister is calling for you, will you please go speak with her?" Thildimar asked as he looked past Giamond and in at the Drow inside. "I cannot Thildimar, I must recruit ten warriors for the quest on the morrow..." Thil snapped his attention back upon Giamond. "I know your duty all to well, let me take that particular one on for you, you have a daughter to attend to, go to her." Thildimars manner eased from a sudden flare of emotion to a subdued one. "Please... She needs you, now more than ever." He urged.
 
Aria:

She moans as Rothalis loses the sponge and uses his fingers. She moves her hand down to place it ontop of his hand to help him play her better. She begins to moan louder and starts to squirm as he catchs on and she moves her hand away again, letting him do it on his own now. "You are a fast learner lad... glad the old crone brought you to me."
 
Rothalis:

Taking to her guiding rhythem with ease, Rothalis leaned forward on his knees. He placed a hand upon the tubs lip, his chest rising and falling, quickened by his excitement. "I am glad she sent me as well, m'lady! You are... Are the first to have ever tutored me in the ways of pleasure..." He whispered, his excitement almost a tactile force pouring from his young male soul. He bowed his head to Aria's nearest up turned breasts, his mouth caressing her soft pink nipple within, his tongue touching it tentatively, like a child tasting the skin of a peach for the very first time.
 
Rose, getting tired of waiting, exited her hut and walked to the drow's hut with curiosity and fear. She gathered her courage and her shadows about her and knocked on the door. When no one answered at her light knock, she opened the door and charged in. She stopped immediately as she noticed her father, Thildimar, and the drow watching her intently.

"I got sick of waiting," she blushed and said.
 
Thildimar/Giamond:

Thildimar made to go over to Rose's side, but Giamond stayed him with a soft hand. "Rose, my daughter, I understand, and I am sorry that I did not come to you sooner." He assured her as he reached out to touch her shoulders gently, looking over to Thildimar. "Very well, Thildimar..." He looked to Thalious then. "Sir Thalious, will you allow Thildimar to collect the warriors in my stead? I must give my first prioity to my daughter, you certainly must understand?" Thildimar just stood there, mutely looking upon Rose, secretly longing it could be him that was consoling her.
 
Thay:

::Stands as the lady enters his hut, and offers her a slight bow, then looks at Giamond as he speaks. Nods, his hand moving to unhook the straps on his leather armor::

Aye I do understand Giamond, go with your daughter.

::pulls the armor off of his upperbody revieling the ashen skin beneath, then lays the armor at the bottom of his bed. Looks at Thildimar::

Giamond must trust you to pass the choice of the ten warriors off to you. If he has faith in you then I too will have faith with you. But please understand one thing. I donnae want warriors who are simply in this to kill the drow as some of them willnae be enemies, but friends.

::slides his boots from his feet and sets them below the bed, his hands going to his head as his fingers run through his hair itching then pushing the hair from his face::

I am giving my blade and my very life to free the child from the Spider-Queen's grasp and all I wish in exchange is to have her fall to darkness. Like me or nae Thildimar, we fight the same monster.
 
Thildimar:

"Giamond has good reason to put his trust in me..." Glaring coldly at the drow as he made himself ready for bed, Thildimar paused. "You risk your life, and the lives of many others for this... Why? What is your stake in all of this? Why do you betray everything your race holds dear?"
 
Rose looked to the drow and listened to his words. She also wondered why he would risk everything. Then she voiced the decision that had been spinning in her mind since she heard of the ten warriors, "I am going to Underdark when you do. I will not be left behind," she glared both at her father and Thildimar trying to make it very clear she wouldn't be swayed.
 
Thildimar/Giamond:

The two of them turned disaproving eyes upon Rose at that. Thildimar stayed silent, waiting for the Drows reply though, as Giamond gripped his daughters shoulders just that much tighter, his jaw clenching at the look in her eyes. "I won't let you." He stated simply, coldly, just as stuborn as she.
 
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Thay:

"I have my own reasons, but rest assured my reasons are nae why I know this must be done. If the Queen continues ruling the way she is now, Underdark will be destroyed. If not by Southwood, then by Willowshire or other elven settlements. The group thinks that with her out of the way we can set up diplomacy with our elven cousins and thus set up comerce as well.

As for my reasons.....

::The Drow's eyes scan over the three within his room, then return to his hands as they slide his dagger from its sheath at his belt::

....under the control of the Spider Queen, I commited a wrong against someone, and because of this I am risking my life to have a hand in her death....

::Looks at Rose as she volunteers herself to go, a smirk crossing his face at her insistance. Knowing the argument would simply keep him awake if he would make his decision now, he simple allots himself time::

I shall make my decision in the morning after I have had some rest....
 
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