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The Land of Forever Fall
Aiden:
Lirazel
The sun soared across the sky to alight the passions of those who lay beneath its warmth. The colored glass poured its constellations upon them as they lay in a heap by the forge. Lirazel lay atop another, their mutually long blonde hair pooling like a curtain over exposed skin and a head resting upon a substantial bosom. Her arms wrapped around her, holding tightly while she hummed a soothing refrain to cool their searing nerves. It echoed gently about the great dome.
Her partner's true form was nowhere in sight.
Then her ears twitched at a sound only she could hear, and she grabbed firm hold of a large sheet of linen cloth that had been used to cover materials and drew it over herself and Thorra like a blanket, just in time to witness their guest's bombastic arrival. Her face was pink as Lirazel lifted her resting head up from her comfortable repose to see him. Her eyes were wide. "A-Ah. Folain, I was - not aware you had yet returned to the village!"
He saw them from a rather fetching side profile.
Aiden:
--- Quote from: Bern on September 13, 2021, 09:31:26 PM ---Valerie
"You came all this way for some magical remedy? Would not Columbia or the Campus have been less of a hurdle to visit? This place is not even the center of magical learning, not anymore. Yeah you hear that?"
The blonde vampire turned to face the onlooking crowd, addressing the Elves themselves. "While you squander away your splendors the humans innovate freely and without restraint. They have already long surpassed you in industrial output, and soon even your qualitative advantages will wither away, your nation is falling one way or the other."
--- End quote ---
Sage
Now every eye that had lingered on the pair shone with a glimmer of disdain, and Valerie saw more than one youth being restrained with a hand to the shoulder by ones who carried themselves more timelessly. Sage paid them no heed of course, not being their intended target, and pressed on.
"There are particular circumstances you are not privy to and which I do not owe you knowledge of. Suffice it to say that they have something that is necessary for me to receive the aid I require." Her eyes were following Valerie's every move, and those of the elves before Valerie too.
Aerin, the forgotten redheaded commoner who had accompanied the trio and guided them to this establishment, stepped forward once more. "I believe I should show you to your intended room now, 'Great Teacher.'" She had a remarkable poker face; the intrigue and uncertainty of before was nowhere in sight.
Bern:
Valerie
"And playing at being a cat is necessary to acquire it?" Valerie shook her head mirthfully. If the Dragon wanted to play charades then she would entertain the machinations of the beast. It's not like she would be able to fool anyone important with that form of hers anyways. Right now there was something far more pressing to deal with.
"And no Aerin, this is where the fun begins...." Her smile turned predatory as her fangs made themselves known, with a glinting presence. " I must have gone far too easy on you all last time, I see thar now as sure as the guiding light of Luna. You children thoroughly dissapoint me. Release your passion, what are you waiting for? How am I supposed to step on your balls if you lack any in the first place?"
SINIB:
Thorra
The giantish woman's distinctly nude form sat up and waved at what she could only assume to be Lirazel's retainer. Her entire form was enchanting, glistening from Lirazel's exertions over the previous night as if to taunt him, and her innocent, smug smile seemed to know exactly what sort of prize she'd claimed. And her nature screamed against the idea of not flaunting her conquests to at least some extent. "Greetings, I am the stranger! My name is Thorra."
YOLF:
Folainluc
The surprise was written plain on his face, stripping his aquiline nose and sharp cheekbones of the bright severity that tinted his youthful handsomeness until one heard him speak loud in fondness. How could anyone not be utterly disarmed of their composure, having carelessly stepped in to a moment exposing not one, but two transcendent beauties? That was not precisely the reason for his shock, but rapidly as that instant threatened to stretch to a brief eternity, his mouth parted in flustered astonishment.
"Goodness! Pray forgive my indiscretion! This is QUITE the surprise!" He shouted, shielding his eyes with a forearm while twisting his body away. But the princess would notice then, a familiar inflection slip into the last of his words, a dreadful ease slightly appear in that posture that had been genuinely caught off-guard. Folainluc continued.
"I must say, when I was preparing myself to admonish you for disappearing into your workshop, giving nary a warning before occupying yourself with gods-know-what for hours when you had a guest - I did not expect in truth that you were entertaining her in such a fashion!" His light laughs gave away his sincerity. "My greetings to you! I am Folainluc, steward of Endien and most staunch ally of our dear princess!"
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