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<blockquote data-quote="Neurotic" data-source="post: 7196809" data-attributes="member: 24380"><p>Zanword sat quietly, looking back at his life that brought him here. He always found himself melancholic when traversing the swamp, slow, difficult process at the best of times, vision enclosed by endless trees, vines, fog and other impediments. There was no freedom to go where you wanted, you had to respect existing paths or waste even more time looking for safe passage outside them. Still, the ruins, old civilization now forgotten held hidden knowledge and were the ancients legacy to all. </p><p></p><p>As they joined merchants group, he looked over mish-mash of types and races. Lady Rebecca of course immediately caught his eye.</p><p></p><p></p><p>Looking at her wasting perfectly good food and thinking on many less fortunate, he labeled her immediately as one of the spoiled nobles, not even aware of their lack of understanding of how the world really is. </p><p>Still, one couldn't argue with the results of such soft life, silky sheets, perfect skin, all the time in the world to make the hair just right. Occasional adventurous noble girl that went slumming he had pleasure to meet were just like this, unconscious of their demanding requests, uncaring on how many hours of common (wo)men work went into it.</p><p></p><p>He grinned at the memory, raising his eyes to look directly at the lady. </p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p>Zanwords grin only widened when she glared at him. Luckily, the glares don't kill and he winked at her trying to provoke her. She would be too important to look at him, of course, at least here where her decorum was the only thing showing her noble. That doesn't mean he cannot enjoy himself. And besides, maybe she gets intrigued by boldness. But comparing her to the girl next to him, uncontrolled, wild, ALIVE - Lady Rebecca came out behind. As people often said, first love is the woman you compare all the others to. And he always subscribed to that opinion.</p><p></p><p>The girl accompanying the lady was quiet. Obviously half-elven, he wondered what her story is. Until now, he got several variations of the story: human father seducing or forcing itself on elven mother. Most of such children lived with the elves, growing up with prejudice of the old race toward 'newcomers'.</p><p></p><p>Elven father seducing human mother; usually it would result in him leaving at some point, but as likely was that he waited out short human lifespan - those would be happiest half-elves, living in love for years. But they were the saddest too, where the difference between races was the most obvious. Rarely, it was the other way around, where elven mother would live among humans for half-a-century or so.</p><p></p><p>Finally, two half-elves meeting like normal humans do - and there was no way to guess how that would work out, given the usual baggage such pair brought in. But love conquers all and such unions could be long lasting and peaceful.</p><p></p><p>He didn't know his own story. There was a possibility that one of the crew was his father. Maybe even the captain himself. Whatever the reason, he was treated well on the ship and as far as he could remember, he WAS on the ship. There was no home in his mind beside it. Even now, wracked as it was, it was his home.</p><p></p><p>Thus, when Gwylla took her nose out of the book to look over the companions, he looked back all serious and nodded, without thought of seduction.</p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p>Coming back from his musings, Zanword looks at the young woman.</p><p><span style="color: #008080">"I would like to, but given the threat of a dream, maybe we shouldn't raise that much noise here?"</span> he also looks at the witch for confirmation.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Neurotic, post: 7196809, member: 24380"] Zanword sat quietly, looking back at his life that brought him here. He always found himself melancholic when traversing the swamp, slow, difficult process at the best of times, vision enclosed by endless trees, vines, fog and other impediments. There was no freedom to go where you wanted, you had to respect existing paths or waste even more time looking for safe passage outside them. Still, the ruins, old civilization now forgotten held hidden knowledge and were the ancients legacy to all. As they joined merchants group, he looked over mish-mash of types and races. Lady Rebecca of course immediately caught his eye. Looking at her wasting perfectly good food and thinking on many less fortunate, he labeled her immediately as one of the spoiled nobles, not even aware of their lack of understanding of how the world really is. Still, one couldn't argue with the results of such soft life, silky sheets, perfect skin, all the time in the world to make the hair just right. Occasional adventurous noble girl that went slumming he had pleasure to meet were just like this, unconscious of their demanding requests, uncaring on how many hours of common (wo)men work went into it. He grinned at the memory, raising his eyes to look directly at the lady. Zanwords grin only widened when she glared at him. Luckily, the glares don't kill and he winked at her trying to provoke her. She would be too important to look at him, of course, at least here where her decorum was the only thing showing her noble. That doesn't mean he cannot enjoy himself. And besides, maybe she gets intrigued by boldness. But comparing her to the girl next to him, uncontrolled, wild, ALIVE - Lady Rebecca came out behind. As people often said, first love is the woman you compare all the others to. And he always subscribed to that opinion. The girl accompanying the lady was quiet. Obviously half-elven, he wondered what her story is. Until now, he got several variations of the story: human father seducing or forcing itself on elven mother. Most of such children lived with the elves, growing up with prejudice of the old race toward 'newcomers'. Elven father seducing human mother; usually it would result in him leaving at some point, but as likely was that he waited out short human lifespan - those would be happiest half-elves, living in love for years. But they were the saddest too, where the difference between races was the most obvious. Rarely, it was the other way around, where elven mother would live among humans for half-a-century or so. Finally, two half-elves meeting like normal humans do - and there was no way to guess how that would work out, given the usual baggage such pair brought in. But love conquers all and such unions could be long lasting and peaceful. He didn't know his own story. There was a possibility that one of the crew was his father. Maybe even the captain himself. Whatever the reason, he was treated well on the ship and as far as he could remember, he WAS on the ship. There was no home in his mind beside it. Even now, wracked as it was, it was his home. Thus, when Gwylla took her nose out of the book to look over the companions, he looked back all serious and nodded, without thought of seduction. Coming back from his musings, Zanword looks at the young woman. [COLOR="#008080"]"I would like to, but given the threat of a dream, maybe we shouldn't raise that much noise here?"[/COLOR] he also looks at the witch for confirmation. [/QUOTE]
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