When RP takes control IC thread

[Apollo Wilde]

Lang and Huozai

“We have no need of your aid, elf wench,” said Huozai from his perch on the wall. The moonlight painted the twin guards in long lights, as if to prove how elegant the men actually were. “What has occurred is our business, and we do it on the behalf of our Precious Lady.”

“When he is defeated, it will be by our hands, in order to uncover the past,” said Lang, tilting his head up. The wind picked up, tugging through his long brunette locks. As the wind pulled his hair across his face, his eyes caught the moonlight, as if the white orb remembered the royalty that the man was born of, as if recalling his past. He flipped the spear point between his fingers, before aiming at the girl’s throat. “It would be best if you did not get in our way. People such as you would only prove to hinder our mission. An entire party was not enough to kill one undead, and Huozai has slain him with a single arrow. No, elf wench, your party needs us more than we need you.”

The light played off the hoop earrings, and then in a flash, the two men were gone, back on the ground. They both knew that they could not pursue the necromancer no further without their Lady, and so they would return to her. But, not before they dispatched of the servant…

They dropped to the ground next to the prone Dirk. Already he was trying to claw the arrow from his throat, coughing and cursing. As the shadow of the two men fell over him, he looked up and laughed.

“I remember you two…Giving your life for that darkie bitch?”

“We gave our life for the one most Noble,” said Lang in a startling quiet voice. “But now your un natural existence is about to end.”

“Do what you want - Avrice can bring me back.”

“You see, that’s the funny thing about dead bodies…they can only be dispatched in a certain method…” smirked Lang. From his belt, he drew a frightening looking dagger. Huozai began to murmur, his palms alight with a dark fire. Without a word, Lang closed in on Dirk, the blade shining in the light….
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As the two men paced back to the Sanctuary, the dismembered body parts of Dirk were ablaze, filling the air with the scent of roasted carrion. The men’s lips were tight, lost in his own whirlpool of thought.

This was far from over.

 

[Armphid]

The Sages & Jasleth

"Roger that, Thal." Jas looked to Kryss, "It's go time, babe." "Let's-"

The unified voices of the Sages cut him off. "No, Man With Two Lives, that is not your task in this event." "The Burning Dancer and The Elf Born of Man shall join the fray, but you must remain here or all will be lost."

"Forget it!" Jas swung his hand in a gesture of negation. "I'm going out there and fighting!"

The Sages bowed their heads, speaking as one. "Then the future is decided, and the Twisted Usurper has won."

Jas stared up at them, a ffeling of helplessness descending upon him. He knew they weren't bluffing. He could feel it. His wine-red eyes found the starry ones of the giantess that had bid him speak earlier. For long moments, he held that eternal gaze. Then he looked away. "...what do you want me to do?"

The giantess smiled down at him. "Your battle is here, Man With Two Lives." "You and the Queen of the World must remember your bond, for upon it shall rest much." "We will send your mind to hers, and let the vision come upon you." "To you, Burning Dancer, Elf Born of Man, I say that you must go forth and do battle." She reached down with one enormous hand, revealing Thalryn's sheathed blades in her palm. "Take up your weapons, and go with utmost haste."

Jas had moved back to where Shihou kept watch on Zhu. The man looked up at him, gaze suspicious. Jas just smiled sadly at him, "I won't hurt her." "I...," his voice faded as he felt the world slide away, "I...promised..." Then he fell to his knees before toppling onto the floor like a felled tree.

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Her lips were soft and warm, alive under his. There was a shocked stiffness to them, then they seemed to almost melt, responding with a furtive push on his own. For a blissful moment, he held the kiss, relishing it all the more for the fact that it had been stolen.

Jas pulled his head back, his young face blushing to the roots of his hair. His red wine eyes were wide, a sort of foolish amazement written on his face. "Wow....," he breathed.

Then she turned away, the moonlight caressing her hair as she looked awaw from him. Jas reached downa nd grabbed her hands in his, "Wait, I...I'm sorry." "It's just...I...I like you." "A lot." He couldn't say it, not yet. His young mind knew the word thought it, but for some reason it stuck in his throat. "You read that poem about the kiss, and then the moonlight fell on your face, and I...I just had to."

He was quiet a moment, waiting for her response. He leaned forward so that he could look into her face, his eyes shyly hopeful. "It was nice." "Did...did you like it?"

 

[Apollo Wilde]

Zhu and Shihou

She giggled, covering her face with her hands. From between her fingers, she stole a glance at him, causing her to giggle all the more. She didn’t know what was wrong with her - normally if something like this would have happened, she would have scowled and tried to act so….ungirly. But with him, it was different.

“Here, let me answer your question,” she said shyly, before leaning forward, lightly touching her lips to his. Realizing that she needed to move closer, she shuffled nearer to him, her gown rustling softly in this dark hall.

It was so late now - most of the guards had moved to stand outside of the royal bedchambers. Sneaking out hadn’t been easy; the window was higher up than she thought. She had run to him, hair out of place, dress disheveled, and smiled, showing him the book. She knew that the young man liked poetry as much as she, but this was a special book…of things that went on in the minds of adults, and of sighing loves…That sort of thing.

But none of that seemed to matter now.

Feeling him respond to her, she gently wrapped her arms about his neck, tilting her head upwards to deepen the kiss. She had overheard some of the other palace girls say that being this close, guys liked it. It caused their body to be set aflame….Oh, and something else. Tentatively, she allowed her tongue to lightly, slowly, ease from her mouth, and graze across his lips. Shocked by her own audacity, she blushed, and pulled away.

“I’m sorry…” but her voice was lost to her laughter once more. She couldn’t believe that this was happening….and how much she liked it. “I really like you too. Really really.” She smiled, tilting her head to the side. She seemed to be much lighter without the weight of the crown on her head.
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As if taking heed to something unheard, Shihou gently lay Zhu next to the monk, and paced to the corner of the room. He felt Lang and Huozai returning, and it seemed as if they had much to say…

 

[Armphid]

He wanted to laugh at her admission. She liked him! Yet as she pulled away, he felt a stir of disappointment. Though it caused the blush to return to his face, he reached up, running his hands through her hair before wrapping his arms about her waist, pulling her close. "Don't be sorry..." His heart was pounding in his chest. This close, her sweet scent was everywhere, the warmth of her form somehow making him feel about to burst into flames. "I like having you here like this." "This close."

He bent down to kiss her eager lips again. The thrill of her tongue brushing his lips before had been electric, and this time both had the same idea. Their lips parted even as they pressed toghther, thier tongues brushing against each other lightly, the sensation jolting them both. He froze for a moment, then, cautiously, carefully, made contact with her tongue again.

A third time, the kiss broke. He looked down at her, his heart in his astonished eyes. "I know what those poets felt like now." "My whole body feels like it's singing...especially my lips."

 

[katalynn]

Athyna followed them, despite their threat. Watched for a bit as they took care of Dirk. On their way back to the sages.

"You right... And stop calling me a wench damn it. You know nothing about me."

It irrated her that they kept calling her a wench, she hasn't been laid in so many years she forgot what it felt like.

"Nevermind that.. Your right about us needing you more that you need us. Specially if he has control over one of our members."

She wasn't afraid of these two, yes they could kill her in a heart beat, somehow that did not scare her. Showed no fear when he had the spear at her throat.

"I personally have never fought a necromancer before, I have a feeling that none in our party has either. Least with you, you can tell us how to bring him down. No matter what you say or do though.... I will be there to either kill him myself, or witness his death. There is more history between me and him than you know. And I to wish for his death."

Athyna fell silent, as she followed them, whether they killed her now or later it made no difference to her now. She wanted Avrice dead more than anything, and if she had to, she'll do it alone..

"What difference does it make, If I am nothing more than a wench to you, then you are nothing but selfish pricks."

And she pushed passed between them, on verge of crying cause she knew that this party needed them, but they were to selfish to see beyond that.

Walking fast with hurt and anger she went to the Sages to meet up with the others. Hopeing that Dominic was alright, at the same knowing he needed a few moments to himself.

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Kryss was sick to her stomache at the words.

"Leave here without Jas? But why, I can't..... It's not right to split the party like this."

Ran to his side as he fell, not wanting to leave him here like this.

 

[Xenocide_613]

Thalryn

One slender bronze hand rested on Kryss’s shoulder, offering her some measure of comfort as his other hand reached for his twin swords. Thalryn was a bit worried with Jasleth out of the fight. He was no stranger to fighting on his own, but he had grown accustomed to having a fighter of equal, if not greater, strength at his back. More so, he was worried that he wouldn’t be able to keep all the enemies off Kryss and Dominic. He was well aware that Athyna could take care of herself, but her greatest skill was the bow. Experience told him that Skyler would be more of a hindrance than a help against Avrice.

Thalryn strapped on his blades, then replaced his hand on Kryss’s shoulder. Gently he squeezed as he softly spoke, “He’ll be fine, Kryss. Let’s go hunting.”

Comforted by the familiar weight of his blades, Thalryn turned and bowed to the sages before departing from the lodge. Kryss stepped out not long after, a look of steel resolve on her dark features.

 

[katalynn]

Kryss reluctantly pulled away, seriously not wanting to leave him in this state.
Instead, she slowly rose off the floor and stepped out following Thalryn.

"It isn't right... Just not right.."

Kryss looked up to see Athyna mixed with emotions, mostly hurt and anger.

Athyna stopped in front Kryss and Thalryn.

"Lets get out of here. I don't wish to stay here any longer. This place offers no help of any kind. Dominic saw somthing in his visiions and needed some time alone. But I think that time is up now. Skyler was missing, she might still be. I do not know.. But did see Dirk walking away.. that is before."

Athyna looked behind her at the two servants, anger poured through her eyes of how they treated her. She had done nothing to them, and yet they have the nerve...

"Before they got a hold of him. Dirk is now totally dead, there is no coming back with him."

Then she was gone, went back to the Inn to gather her things, more than ready to leave this place.

 

[Xenocide_613]

Thalryn

A gentle hand raised Athyna’s chin, forcing her eyes up to meet his own. She met his gaze, and he could see the moisture that threatened to release itself from her soft eyes. Slowly his hand dropped to his side as he spoke to both females.

“The time for revenge is at hand, elf sisters. Avrice will fall at the hand of one of us. I make this promise to each of you.” As he spoke, his eyes shifted from Athyna’s to Kryss’s and back. “He will pay, mark my words. I only fear for Skyler.”

A quick glance at Kryss’s worried expression reminded him that Athyna didn’t know about Jasleth. “That, and Jasleth is sitting out on this one…lying out, rather. But we must make all haste to find the others.”

Thalryn wasn’t used to assuming leadership, but he had no problems shifting into the role. “You two track down Skyler and Dominic, then meet me back here. I’m going to buy some horses and see what allies we may have.”

The three elves exchanged nods and quick words of support before they split, Athyna and Kryss heading away from the lodge, and Thalryn heading back into it. He entered to find the three undead servants crouched over their lady. The gold elf strode up to them purposefully.

“We are going after Avrice. You may come or stay at your desire. What say ye?”

 

[katalynn]

Athyna held Thalryns' gaze, the look in her eyes simply told him that she will not cry in front of these people. Refusing to give them any pleasure.

"Its her servants... Nothing more.."

Was the thing she said before he spoke, marking his words. Athyna for a moment wanted to ask about Jasleth, but dared not with Kryss here.

"I knew where Dominic is, or at least where I left him. I will go to him. As I said, I am not sure about Skyler, but I can only imagine if she has returned she would be in her room."

Then she went to where Dominic was, right where she left him. Luathas walked up to her nudging her hand briefly. Kneeling down to where Dom was, placing a light hand on his shoulder.

"Dominic we are leaving. There is nothing left here, and Avrice is close."

With that she sat with him for afew moments, ready to help him if needed..

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Kryss went straight to the room that Dominic and Skyler shared. Knocking lightly on the door just before opening slowly. Just to speak in the room instead of yelling through the door.

"Skyler? Are you here?"

It soft and with much saddness, but she yes.

"We are leaving. Going after Avrice, he has done something to the female necromancer. Broke the protective magic of this place. Time to leave this place."

Kryss paused at the door not entering it. Just waiting for any further reply.

 

[NyghtRayne]

(ooc- by the way Dirk was not undead... but it worked out fine anyway..)

Skyler lay in the bed waiting for Dominic's return, she heard footsteps in the main room of the pagoda and knew they were not his. A few moments later she heard the soft knock and the door open. "Skyler? Are you here?" Kryss' voice was soft and filled with a sadness, "We are leaving. Going after Avrice, he has done something to the female necromancer. Broke the protective magic of this place. Time to leave this place."

She moved quietly as she sat up on the bed and looked to Kryss, "Yes I am here. I was awaiting Dominic's return. I know we must leave and take care of Avrice and the Frozen Flame." She stood, pulling her cloak about her as she moved towards the doorway. She seemed changed somewhat, a little distant and quiet. She figured she would have to make time to speak with Dominic later.

 

[Tantrikenetic]

Dominic

I hobbled along the cobblestone road silently. Athyna and Luthias followed by me, also silent. Not even the wind made any noise. I was expecting something from Slip, but I didn't get any sarcastic comments. I just got silence.

I made my way back to the pagoda and I saw Kryss and Skyler walk out. My mouth felt immediatly dry, memories of my vision still thick in my mind. I slowly made my way over to her.

"Skyler..." I said slowly. "What happened...where were you?"

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Dirk's eyes immediatly opened and he coughed up a mouthful of blood.

"Good morning." Avrice said darkly.

"Ugh...where are we?" He asked, feeling the ground beneath him bump.

"We are taking a carraige north, toward the desert." The necromancer said. "How are you feeling?"

"Besides having my insides mangled to shit?" Dirk wiped his mouth. "Peachy."

"Could they tell it wasn't really you?" Avrice asked.

"Nah. The servants were too blinded by rage. Didn't even notice that I was just taking over my lackey's mind. It pays to know Astral Mind Projection." He took out a cigarette and lit it up. "They burnt the body so fast, they didn't let that pesky Oracle take a look at the body and try and detect a supernatural presense."

"Perfect." Avrice said, with a grin.

 

[Apollo Wilde]

The servants

The servants cared nothing for what the woman said - she might as well have been hurling insults at a deaf man..which, in fact, she was.

“We have no business with your party,” said Huozai flatly. Lang stood silently at his side, arms crossed. Shihou paced up to the pair as well, as if reassuring what the eldest man had said. The trio exchanged glances, then just walked away from the elf, taking their eternal places at their Lady’s side. Turning their back on the departing party, they knelt by their Lady’s side, saying nothing, but communicating all the same.

“I grow weary of these fools. They have no idea what they are doing, and it’s pointless to fight against the servants when they seem to show no ill effect to death,” snarled Huozai, the lone tone of his voice making his words all the more hostile.

“I agree,” added Lang. “Once this is over, we will take the Lady and leave. If we fight, then it will be against them all, and not just the necromancer.”

Shihou rolled his shoulders back, as elegant as any cat. At his waist shone the long curved blade of his scimitar. His pale eyes went to the prone figures of Jasleth and Zhu, and he frowned slightly. “That boy knows something. He knew my name without my saying anything…And why has he been treated like this in addition to the Lady? The ill effects she is experiencing is from one too close to her past…”

Lang and Huozai looked at each other, and then to Shihou. What the man was saying was relevant, but the anger over the idiocy of the other party members and the necromancer…Lang gritted his teeth, but took a deep breath. Settling down his spear, he looked over to the comatose Zhu.

“I will no longer involve myself with those people, and that is final.” Huozai nodded in consent, and slowly sat. Lang and Shihou sat down beside him, keeping their eyes on their Lady.

 

[Apollo Wilde]

She smiled, barely able to keep from hiding her face in her hands. Moving even closer to him, she rested her head on his chest, looking up at him. They sat there in contented silence for a bit, before she leaned up, pressing her lips to his again. Now that she knew what he liked, she figured that she’d get a little better with each time…Her tongue gently pressed against his lips, coaxing them open. As her tongue found his again, she pulled even closer to him, idly listening to the sounds of the night.

Faint bird cries, the crickets. In the far distance, the sound of the lonely sea. The rustling of her dress as she moved closer, the slight wet sound of their lips. Her heart began to pound, filling her ears with the rushing sound of her blood. With a smile, she took one of his hands and placed it between her breasts, allowing him to feel her pulse. Looking up into his eyes, she smiled shyly. His eyes were so much like her own, maybe a bit darker, but still…Catching her reflection in his dark ink point pupils, she smiled again. Leaning forward once more, she initiated another kiss, not bothering to move his hand from her chest. The proper girl in the back of her head was telling her that it was far beyond inappropriate, but did that really matter now? It felt good….she wished his hand would move a bit more, really…Her hair tangling with his, she found his free hand with her own, and threaded their fingers together.

 

[Xenocide_613]

Thalryn

“We have no business with your party,” The gold elf nodded, his angular features grim. “As you wish. Till swords part, then.” Thalryn replied, even as the trio turned away. His piercing emerald orbs trailed after them, then down to their lady. Quickly he spun, his cloak trailing behind him, and made for the stables he’d seen when first he’d walked through Sanctuary.

“Well met, Elf born of man!” a dwarf called from the front of the stables. “Ye’ll find five white stallions waitin’ fer ye at the base of the mountain. Directly in yer path, too, or I’m a bearded gnome!” The dwarf’s rough voice declared. “Now be off with ye, yer party awaits!” The dwarf waved him away with a stubby arm.

Thalryn had already learned to just accept things as they were here, so when the dwarf turned to go back into the stables, the elf turned and made for the pagoda. The party was already assembled there, and he noted that Dominic and Skyler weren’t acting normally.

A slender bronze hand brushed back his golden hair as he began to speak. “There will be horses waiting for us at the base. I suggest we be off quickly.”

 

[Armphid]

He gave himself over to the kiss. As thier lips grappled tenderly, and their tongues explored one another, his senses were full of only her. He smelled nothing but the summer smell of her hair, the fading reek of the perfume she was made to wear replaced by the her own swet scent. His ears heard the rustling of fabric as their forms pressed together, the soft wet sound of thier lips moving together, the hammering beat of his heart, the muffled monas that caused his face to burn brightly. HIs entire body was alive with feeling, sensing the heat from her though they were not competely pressed to one another, the crumple of each part of her ornate dress sending shivers through him. The beat of her own heart thudded into his hand, nestled between her breasts. He took a moment, using his exercises to bring his heart into time with hers.

He broke the kiss briefly, taking the hand in his hair and pressing it against his chest. "Feel it...our hearts beating the same rhythm." He knew what he wanted to do with the hand through which the rhythm pulsed. He gave the hand he held a squeeze of reassurance. Then he moved the hand against her chest, cupping one breast gently. Even throught eh fabric, he could feel it's heat, it's firmness in his hand. He squeezed carefully, then traced the outline with the palm of his hand. Taking it in his hand again, he looked her in the eye, searching for some sign of whether he should stop or continue. His hand never ceased to move as he did so, fondling and kneading the firm flesh. "If...if you want me to stop...I will."

 

[Tantrikenetic]

Dirk finished wiping his face and turned to Avrice. "So? Where are we going?"

"To the edge of the desert." Avrice said simply. "There, we will fight the group as they arrive."

"What?!" Dirk asked.

"The book of the Frozen Flame prophecizes that we will fight soon." Avrice said simply. "The Sages have told them that much. At the desert, we will surprise them and get the advantage. And if you see the Man with Two Lives, leave him be. I will need him...he can activate the Frozen Flame."

 

[Apollo Wilde]

“I think you just used one of your powers to make our pulses match…” she murmured softly, breaking her lips from his own. Still, she hadn’t moved his hand away. There was something in his touch that just made her heart pound faster, something that made the small tips of her breasts stand up. Whenever he ran his finger across them, she shivered lightly. Why was this so different? She touched her breasts all the time when she bathed; why this was different baffled her. Maybe it was because his hands were larger than hers? Seemed to know where she was sensitive better than she did?

With a smile, she leaned forward, trailing her free hand down the solid line of his thigh, running a finger over the natural budge in his pants. This part had always fascinated her - what lay beneath that could either bring such pleasure or such pain? Her curiosity prompting her to move a bit more, she tugged at the waist band of his pants. As he blushed and pulled away, she pouted.

“Let me see! I’ll show you mine,” she said, in hopes of striking up a deal. “I want to see what the big deal is about down there. What makes us so different.” She pulled back, waiting for his reaction.

 

[NyghtRayne]

Skyler

"Skyler...What happened...where were you?" Dominic looked to her and spoke before she could.

"I tried to find you.. I went for a walk and ran into an... an old" she fought the urge to say lover but Avrice's control was too strong. " I ran into an old lover, I didn't know he was here.. He needed me to help him with something."

It made her sick inside to lie to him like this, but she had no choice, she could feel the Blight as it twisted and churned inside of her. "I tried to find you beofe I left." Wishing she had found him so she wouldn't have taken that walk that ended so terribly.

 

[Armphid]

He grinned at her, knowing he'd been caught. "The poets use thier gift to make poetry, so I use my powers." A shiver of anticipation went through him as her hand felt along his thigh. Then she touched the tented bulge and for a split-second, it felt as though his heart had stopped. It felt sooo good...and she wasn't even actually touching it! It had never felt that good. Was it because of how he felt about her? Why did his body do this when she got close?

Then she deftly undid his belt and pulled at the waist of his trousers. He blushed bright as the setting sun, muffling an alarmed sqwuak as he hopped back a pace. He was going to say she was going too fast, even though part of his wanted it that way, when she made her offer. Immediately, he knew he should say no. If anyone found out, it would be his head. Hellfire, even the kiss was worth a flogging. Then he looked at her. Gods...she was worth it. He loved her, he could say it to himself. A hundred deaths would be fine if for her. He closed his eyes, taking a deep breath.

When he looked to her again, his heart was in his eyes, a shy smile on his blush stained face. "All right." "I...I want to know too." He swallowed, his mouth suddenly dry as the desert. "I-I'll g-go first." He reached down and loosened the waist of his pants, hands trembling slightly as he felt her intent gaze upon him. Then he let them fall with a soft rustle to the floor. His feet were bare, as the Order dictated, and so he easily stepped clear of the puddled cloth. The night air was cold on his exposed skin, yet it did did not hinder his rock hard phallus as it jutted proudly out from his hairless body. He stood, heart pounding frantically as he waited for what she would do.

 

[Tantrikenetic]

Dominic

"Oh...I see." I said slowly. "Well...It's good to see....that you are okay." My mind burned with jealousy and anger. Anger at making me so worried. Anger at what I know she did with her past lover and what she wouldn't tell me. But mostly anger with myself. Angry at myself for falling for her charms so easily. Angry for setting myself up for a fall. And anger for not telling her my feelings earlier. I thought she knew...how I felt. Apparently she didn't. The thought soured in my mind.

I turned around and faced Thalryn. "Only five horses? Why only five?" The group proceeded to inform me how Jasleth was staying behind. I frowned. I felt like bringing up how much we needed him, but I didn't have any fight left in me.

"Fine..." I said sadly. "I guess that makes us a group of five now." I looked over to Zhu's dormant form, with Jasleth next to her. We were breaking apart. Slowly, but surely, we were breaking apart.

I tapped one of the servent's shoulders. "Uh, Lang, is it? I know I haven't had a chance to formally thank her, but will you tell Zhu that I'm thankful for her healing the Blight?"

 

[katalynn]

Athyna was already getting her horse ready, full of anger and resentment on so many levels. Part of her had to wonder where that beast tamer was. Then again, he didn't know anyone in this party so why would he help us? Just because she was curious? Yea right that'll sound like a real winner.

"I am beyond ready, just waiting for you guys now."

Luathas was right by her side, he would have no trouble at all keeping up with the horses.

"What Avrice knows we are coming? He seems to know everything else. Why wouldn't he be expecting this? Setting us up for some trap..."

Her thoughts made her ramble. It wasn't like Athyna to be this upset, those servants. Selfish pricks, def or not, they had no right. None at all... Athyna fell silent as she realized she was just rambling. Trying to gain some focus for she was their tracker, she needed to concentrate on other things.

Kryss was just silent, she couldn't even look back at how Jas and the female necromancer laid side by side like that. Unable to even think of what was happening. Part of her didn't want to think about, a slight twinge brought some jealousy and she didn't even know why.

The Blights pain was getting worse by each second it seemed, fought with everything she had to not make it obvious, but her eyes told the truth as she climbed onto the horse. Nothing but silence fell from her, her thoughts on fighting the pain and even more so on Jas/Kyle.

 

[Xenocide_613]

Thalryn

The gold elf put a slender hand on Dominic’s shoulder. As an elf, he was much more attuned to emotions than a human. As it were, even the most anti-empathic human could tell that not all was right between Skyler and Dom.

“Come.” Thalryn said gently to the oracle. “We must make all haste from here at once.”

The gold elf could feel the ties that held the party together snapping one by one. None of them were thrilled at leaving without Jasleth, and now this tension between Skyler and Dominic. If Thalryn had stopped to analyze the situation, he would have noticed the there was a problem with just Skyler herself.

He turned to the rest of the party. “Let us go. If we leave now, we should exit the city by nightfall.”

 

[NyghtRayne]

Skyler

She looked to Dominic; she could hear the mixed feelings of anger and disappointment in his voice. She stepped close to him, she knew she had to figure a way to tell him what was going on to warn him without telling him outright. She would rather that at least he knew and maybe he could help her figure out a way to go against Avrice.

She watched as he turned away and her heart sank, it seemed he wasn’t going to talk to her about it. She wondered why, other than how she had had to word her reply, she had hoped her would have caught her hesitation as she spoke.

She was as shocked as Dominic that Jasleth would be staying behind, she knew she would probably need his help as well if she was to break Avrice’s hold on her. She was worried as the group got smaller. She was afraid that Kryss would choose to stay behind with Jasleth, but since there were five horses, she figured the Sages knew Kryss would travel with them.

Skyler remained quiet, as Dominic spoke to the Lady Necromancer’s servants. Truth was she was thankful for her healing him as well. She knew she wouldn’t need those services as the Blight would have a totally different effect on her as she was undead. It would not affect her as it had Dominic and would affect Kryss. Her stomach churned as she thought of Kryss and the Blight, figuring she knew how Avrice would have given it to her in an inconspicuous way. She knew she would love to see him dead and it wouldn’t bother her one it to be the one to do it, in fact she would want to be then one, but knew it probably wouldn’t be her to do it.

As they all turned and left the hut where Jasleth and the Lady Necromancer lay, she looked to Dominic. ”Dominic, we need to talk.. I want to apologize, but….” Silence for a moment.”but I just can’t tell you. Maybe you could…see it though.” She didn’t want to say too much, she hoped he would be able to figure things out on his own, and she had no idea how much Avrice could actually know she was doing. She couldn’t risk her friend’s lives by just telling them outright.

 

[Apollo Wilde]

The servants

If Lang heard the man, he made no reply. If anything, his flesh was all the more chill than it normally was. He could feel his own power slipping away from him as Zhu's control began to fade. His own life...leaving him bit by bit.

No - it wasn't going to happen like this. She was going to return, and she was going to speak to him...She was going to return to all three of them.
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At the sight of it, she began to laugh, covering her mouth with her hands. She had so many questions, and they had so many flimsy answers. “Why does it stand up like that? Is that as big as it gets? Is it standing up because you’re cold?” In the midst of her questions, as if suddenly remembering her promise, she inched back, her bare feet beneath the dress touching the floor. It was cool to her feet, despite the warm night. With a slight frown, she reached behind her, trying to undo the ornate fastenings of her night dress. It was almost as bad as the gowns that she wore. Well, she wasn’t going to get it off that way, and she wondered what she was going to show him. She knew that she had to show him what lay under her dress, true, but which part?

Well, why not both? It would be two birds with one stone. Something was pushing her to show him everything, to want the feel of his hand on her bare skin. Flushing ever so slightly, she began again at the unlacing of the back of her dress, suddenly finding it much easier. Sliding the straps from her shoulders, the dress fell to her feet, leaving her nude. The night air seemed chiller than she thought, her hands moving to rub her arms slowly. She had seen her body in this state so many times - but now it was something completely different with him there. Standing there for a moment, she inched forward. Reaching out timidly, she grasped the tip of his phallus, looking at him. “Does this feel good….?” How did those girls say that they did it? Just touching it usually brought pleasure. They also used their tongues, too…but she wasn’t sure how good she’d be at that. All she knew is that she just wanted him to feel good…

 

[Armphid]

Her laughter hurt his pride more than he cared to admit. It was foolish, but it still hurt. He let is pass though, doing his best to answr her questions. The unflinching gaze she directed to his member stirring warm, unfamiliar feelings from within him. "I don't know why it stands up." "Sometimes when I wake up, it's like this." "Because of dreams, I think." He left it unsaid that any of the dreams he could remember that had left him like this had involved her. "I can see the chi flow in my body changing, more power flowing there...but I don't know why." "Although other than the dreams...it only does this around you."

She seemed to consider his answers, then began to fumble with her dress. HIs pulse quicken even further at the thought of what he would see. This...was it really all happening? This wasn't another dream was it?

He was sure it was so when the dress fell, and she stood revealed before him. He gaped at her, taking in the splendor of her body. His gaze fixed on her breasts for a moment, the boy regarding her jutting nipples with both curiosity and that heated feeling that was steadily growing stronger. He had known she was beautiful, even not fully grown a match for the great beauties of the kingdom. Now though, like this, surely there was no greater sight in all of Creation.

Then she touched him. The feeling made his knees shake. Her cold hand contrasting the warmth of his erection was startling, but it was the rush of pleasure from her simple, timid touch that truly shook him. A moan escaped him, and he felt more of his chi moving into his jutting organ. "Ooohh...that feels great!" He knew he was blushing, but he couldn't feel it. It was as if most of his senses had been diverted, paying attention only to her and her touch on him.

He had to respond, this was too wonderful for him not to try and give her the same, no, better! However...where should he touch her? She had seemed to like it when he had cautiously played with one of her breasts. Steeling himself, he reached his hands out, running them through the glory of her hair, down her smooth neck, over the swell of her breasts. He held one in each hand, rubbing along the curve of the firm flesh. On impulse, he moved his forefingers to stroke her nipples. "I want you to feel good too." He met her gaze, eyes alight with that unknown burning feeling. "Do you like that?"