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<blockquote data-quote="Emperor Valerian" data-source="post: 1352763" data-attributes="member: 15043"><p>And teh following didn't happen on a campaign day... but its a little "bonus story" that Siabrey's player typed up. It fits in with the rest of the campaign, so I'm posting it here, where it would join in...</p><p></p><p>===================================================</p><p></p><p>Siabrey awoke early with a strange feeling in her mind. She felt unsettled, as if there was something she should be doing. Glancing over at Lucius, her face softened to see the boy still sound asleep, mouth partly open as he breathed gently. Reaching out, she ran a fingertip down his cheek gently. He stirred, and a soft smile crossed his lips. </p><p></p><p>“Siabrey” he whispered, and she froze. He merely rolled over though and returned to sleep with a light snore, and she considered doing the same. </p><p></p><p>She was unable to fall back asleep though, and merely lay, her eyes tracing the patterns of wood on the ceiling as she thought. Something about Lucius saying her name had brought back that unsettled feeling. She shifted her weight trying to get more comfortable and felt her wings move under her.</p><p></p><p>The reason behind the unsettled feeling suddenly clicked into place at their movement; she knew who her father was.</p><p></p><p>Sitting up, she slid out of bed slowly and carefully so as not to wake Lucius. She made her way over to the small table in the corner of the room and lit a single candle. By its flickering light, she drew out a sheet of paper and a quill and sat staring at the paper for several long moments. Finally deciding, she nodded and set quill to paper.</p><p></p><p><em>My dear Stodiana,</em></p><p><em></em></p><p><em>I hope this letter finds you well. I am sorry that it has been so long since I last wrote you. Holstean was wonderful. I found work alright, which leads me to this next circumstance.</em></p><p><em></em></p><p><em>Mother, I’ve met someone. He is kind, charming, and deeply in love with me, and I love him just as much in return. But I’m worried mother. Bad things are happening up here. I can’t tell you exactly, for fear this letter will be intercepted and I don’t want to tip off our enemies. Do not worry mother. As usual, I will be in the middle of the worst battles, and come out as sweet as your rose garden.</em></p><p><em></em></p><p><em>There is also another new development, one that I do not think even you suspected. Mom, I know who my father was. A ‘friend’ found out and told me about Kelir, the desert siabrie. </em></p><p><em></em></p><p><em>Do not be upset, I understand why you never told me. However, there is a possibility that my paths and his could cross. I do not know what to say or do if that should happen, mother. I have never met this man before, and he does not even know that I exist. Any advice that you could give would be greatly appreciated.</em></p><p><em></em></p><p><em>Mother, I have a favor to ask. I know that the Sipner family blood has grown thin, and that your voice has little weight with the other nobles. However, please do all you can to raise them to arms should the need arise. War is coming, and although I pray it does not reach near your shores, I fear it may cover the entire Empire. Do NOT side with the Countess of Holstean, and should she march on the city, flee as quickly as possible. Be safe, and know that I will always love you.</em></p><p><em></em></p><p><em>I will write again as soon as I am able.</em></p><p><em></em></p><p><em>May Hieroneous protect,</em></p><p><em></em></p><p><em>Siabrey ~ </em></p><p></p><p></p><p>Siabrey finished off her letter with a flourish, and set the quill down. Blowing on the ink lightly to help it dry, she mused over her words. Stodiana would be shocked at the recent turn of events, and Siabrey only wished she could tell her mother more.</p><p></p><p><em>I do not even risk mentioning Lucius’ name. I have no idea how secure this letter will be.</em> She sighed softly and was about to fold the letter when a sleepy voice from across the room murmured “Siabrey? What are you doing?”</p><p></p><p>She looked over to where a half-awake Lucius was stretching his arms above his head and yawning. </p><p></p><p>“Writing a letter to my mother.” She answered simply, judging his response. He slid out of the bed, and rather sleepily stumbled over to where she was. Siabrey knew there was no point in hiding the letter. She held out the letter for Lucius to read.</p><p></p><p>“She would be worried about me, I try to write her about once a week, and it’s been at least a month since I last wrote.” He placed a hand on her shoulder, gently kneading it, as he leaned over and scanned.</p><p></p><p>“I’m just curious, Siabrey,” he said as he started reading, “I don’t know anything about your mother... you hardly spoke of her. How is she? A nice, kind lady? I doubt she could be an old hag, considering the wondrous beauty she brought into the world,” he grinned, rubbing his eyes to dust off some of the sleep. </p><p></p><p>“You jest!” she smiled, “She is a very nice woman, kind to her core... she was the one that gave me my sword,” Siabrey pointed to her katana, flashing bright in the dim light. </p><p></p><p>“She wielded it as well?” Lucius asked, admiring the weapon. Siabrey nodded. </p><p></p><p>“She forged it herself,” Siabrey said distantly. <em>I miss her...</em> Lucius saw the distant look in her eye, and slid his other hand to cup her other cheek, so she could rest her head between them.</p><p></p><p>“Siabrey... once this is over... and we have some time... I promise you, we will journey to the edge of our realm.. the Obashi desert... and we’ll find your father!”</p><p></p><p>Her emotions were mixed. <em>My father doesn’t know me, though.... he could get confused!</em></p><p><em></em></p><p><em>But he’ll never know me if I don’t go find him... </em></p><p>“We’ll find someone that understands their language... perhaps maybe send a rider to your mother? It is a ways off... and I love you enough that I’ll figure out something if you want to go find him,” he said, his voice growing more absent-minded, until he grunted suddenly.</p><p></p><p>“Hmmm?” Siabrey asked, looking up at him.</p><p></p><p>“Sipner family blood? They are nobles from the east.... past Iskeldrun, right?” Siabrey nodded yes. He then gave her an enormous smile. “I never knew you had noble blood in you! I was right to make you kneel instead of prostrate yourself!” </p><p></p><p>“I didn’t think it was important... so I never mentioned it,” she said, leaning to her left. It was relaxing to have him supporting her no matter which way she turned.</p><p></p><p>“Well... rest assured... we shall hold them here... in the Valley, Siabrey,” Lucius said, his voice changed slightly. It wasn’t soft like it was the few sentences before... there was determination backing it now. “If they get as far as where your mother is... I... I prefer not to think of it,” he changed the tack of his statement suddenly. Siabrey’s closed eyes reopened, and she looked up at him.</p><p></p><p><em>Why have you stopped, my love?</em> she thought, a little worried. “Why not?”</p><p></p><p>Lucius responded with a big smile, one she easily saw covered up some deep worries. </p><p></p><p>“Because... they will never get that far, my dear. Not with you by my side...” She smiled, hers too covering her worries.</p><p></p><p><em>I hope so too, my love. I hope so too...</em></p><p></p><p>She leaned forward and lay her head against his chest for several minutes, enjoying the deep thrum of his heart and the wonderful feeling of his fingers stroking her hair. </p><p></p><p></p><p>“</p><p>The feeling was obscured by a memory of tiger-headed men gushing blood from their mouths. Frowning, Siabrey lifted her head to gaze into Lucius’ eyes.</p><p></p><p>“I have a question to ask hon.”</p><p></p><p>He smiled at her. “Sure”</p><p></p><p>Biting her lip, she paused several seconds before answering.<em> I hope this is the right thing to do. I don’t know how he’s going to react to me asking this.</em></p><p></p><p>“When the assassins were attacking me, you used some kind of spell to make them drown in their own blood? Lucius, that sounds to me like an evil spell.”</p><p></p><p>“I... I’m not sure,” he said quietly. “I... I don’t completely <em>control</em> what magic comes out of me, love. When I see you hurt, when I see them hurting you,” his voice grew a little husky, “I... just react. The magic... it flows,” he pulled her a little closer to him as he finished, before relaxing his grip again.</p><p></p><p>“I don’t want you using any kind of that magic, love, even to protect me. It’s just not worth it.” She lay her head against his chest again and pulled him tight. “I care too much about you to see you hurt yourself that way.”</p><p></p><p>“I don’t know if I’m hurting myself,” Lucius said quietly, “but when I see you being hurt, I get angry, and it flows out of my fingertips,” he rubbed his fingers together to accent the point, and Siabrey looked up at him. Seeing the look of slight disapproval in her eyes, he then smiled.</p><p></p><p>“I am learning, love. Why do you think I brought along a spell book? I read it every day... usually before you get up.”</p><p></p><p>Siabrey smiled up at him, “Good. Keep up with it. If you don’t, I’ll motivate you,” she kept the embrace going, feeling his reassuring warmth alongside her.</p><p></p><p> “I can control simpler magic fairly well,” Lucius said, pushing back from her slightly. He then held up his hands, and a small image of her floated above it. Only about an inch high, it was her, clad in the yellow dress, dancing. After a few seconds, it vanished. “Unfortunately, simple things like this don’t help much when one is fighting. But I keep learning,” he said, trying to make her feel better. “I am sorry, love, if I scared you with my magic today.”</p><p></p><p>“I’m not scared of you, Lucius,” Siabrey corrected, “I’m scared <em>for</em> you. I know what the enemy is trying to do... and every time one of those spells comes from your fingers, you are helping them. I love you... I don’t want to see you hurting yourself,” she smiled. Lucius kissed her on the forehead.</p><p></p><p>“Do you feel better now? It’s still late, and we should get another few hours sleep before morning.” Siabrey nodded, and arm in arm, they walked back towards the bed. They laid back down together for a few more hours of sleep. It was going to be a long day.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Emperor Valerian, post: 1352763, member: 15043"] And teh following didn't happen on a campaign day... but its a little "bonus story" that Siabrey's player typed up. It fits in with the rest of the campaign, so I'm posting it here, where it would join in... =================================================== Siabrey awoke early with a strange feeling in her mind. She felt unsettled, as if there was something she should be doing. Glancing over at Lucius, her face softened to see the boy still sound asleep, mouth partly open as he breathed gently. Reaching out, she ran a fingertip down his cheek gently. He stirred, and a soft smile crossed his lips. “Siabrey” he whispered, and she froze. He merely rolled over though and returned to sleep with a light snore, and she considered doing the same. She was unable to fall back asleep though, and merely lay, her eyes tracing the patterns of wood on the ceiling as she thought. Something about Lucius saying her name had brought back that unsettled feeling. She shifted her weight trying to get more comfortable and felt her wings move under her. The reason behind the unsettled feeling suddenly clicked into place at their movement; she knew who her father was. Sitting up, she slid out of bed slowly and carefully so as not to wake Lucius. She made her way over to the small table in the corner of the room and lit a single candle. By its flickering light, she drew out a sheet of paper and a quill and sat staring at the paper for several long moments. Finally deciding, she nodded and set quill to paper. [i]My dear Stodiana, I hope this letter finds you well. I am sorry that it has been so long since I last wrote you. Holstean was wonderful. I found work alright, which leads me to this next circumstance. Mother, I’ve met someone. He is kind, charming, and deeply in love with me, and I love him just as much in return. But I’m worried mother. Bad things are happening up here. I can’t tell you exactly, for fear this letter will be intercepted and I don’t want to tip off our enemies. Do not worry mother. As usual, I will be in the middle of the worst battles, and come out as sweet as your rose garden. There is also another new development, one that I do not think even you suspected. Mom, I know who my father was. A ‘friend’ found out and told me about Kelir, the desert siabrie. Do not be upset, I understand why you never told me. However, there is a possibility that my paths and his could cross. I do not know what to say or do if that should happen, mother. I have never met this man before, and he does not even know that I exist. Any advice that you could give would be greatly appreciated. Mother, I have a favor to ask. I know that the Sipner family blood has grown thin, and that your voice has little weight with the other nobles. However, please do all you can to raise them to arms should the need arise. War is coming, and although I pray it does not reach near your shores, I fear it may cover the entire Empire. Do NOT side with the Countess of Holstean, and should she march on the city, flee as quickly as possible. Be safe, and know that I will always love you. I will write again as soon as I am able. May Hieroneous protect, Siabrey ~ [/i] Siabrey finished off her letter with a flourish, and set the quill down. Blowing on the ink lightly to help it dry, she mused over her words. Stodiana would be shocked at the recent turn of events, and Siabrey only wished she could tell her mother more. [i]I do not even risk mentioning Lucius’ name. I have no idea how secure this letter will be.[/i] She sighed softly and was about to fold the letter when a sleepy voice from across the room murmured “Siabrey? What are you doing?” She looked over to where a half-awake Lucius was stretching his arms above his head and yawning. “Writing a letter to my mother.” She answered simply, judging his response. He slid out of the bed, and rather sleepily stumbled over to where she was. Siabrey knew there was no point in hiding the letter. She held out the letter for Lucius to read. “She would be worried about me, I try to write her about once a week, and it’s been at least a month since I last wrote.” He placed a hand on her shoulder, gently kneading it, as he leaned over and scanned. “I’m just curious, Siabrey,” he said as he started reading, “I don’t know anything about your mother... you hardly spoke of her. How is she? A nice, kind lady? I doubt she could be an old hag, considering the wondrous beauty she brought into the world,” he grinned, rubbing his eyes to dust off some of the sleep. “You jest!” she smiled, “She is a very nice woman, kind to her core... she was the one that gave me my sword,” Siabrey pointed to her katana, flashing bright in the dim light. “She wielded it as well?” Lucius asked, admiring the weapon. Siabrey nodded. “She forged it herself,” Siabrey said distantly. [i]I miss her...[/i] Lucius saw the distant look in her eye, and slid his other hand to cup her other cheek, so she could rest her head between them. “Siabrey... once this is over... and we have some time... I promise you, we will journey to the edge of our realm.. the Obashi desert... and we’ll find your father!” Her emotions were mixed. [i]My father doesn’t know me, though.... he could get confused! But he’ll never know me if I don’t go find him... [/i] “We’ll find someone that understands their language... perhaps maybe send a rider to your mother? It is a ways off... and I love you enough that I’ll figure out something if you want to go find him,” he said, his voice growing more absent-minded, until he grunted suddenly. “Hmmm?” Siabrey asked, looking up at him. “Sipner family blood? They are nobles from the east.... past Iskeldrun, right?” Siabrey nodded yes. He then gave her an enormous smile. “I never knew you had noble blood in you! I was right to make you kneel instead of prostrate yourself!” “I didn’t think it was important... so I never mentioned it,” she said, leaning to her left. It was relaxing to have him supporting her no matter which way she turned. “Well... rest assured... we shall hold them here... in the Valley, Siabrey,” Lucius said, his voice changed slightly. It wasn’t soft like it was the few sentences before... there was determination backing it now. “If they get as far as where your mother is... I... I prefer not to think of it,” he changed the tack of his statement suddenly. Siabrey’s closed eyes reopened, and she looked up at him. [i]Why have you stopped, my love?[/i] she thought, a little worried. “Why not?” Lucius responded with a big smile, one she easily saw covered up some deep worries. “Because... they will never get that far, my dear. Not with you by my side...” She smiled, hers too covering her worries. [i]I hope so too, my love. I hope so too...[/i] She leaned forward and lay her head against his chest for several minutes, enjoying the deep thrum of his heart and the wonderful feeling of his fingers stroking her hair. “ The feeling was obscured by a memory of tiger-headed men gushing blood from their mouths. Frowning, Siabrey lifted her head to gaze into Lucius’ eyes. “I have a question to ask hon.” He smiled at her. “Sure” Biting her lip, she paused several seconds before answering.[i] I hope this is the right thing to do. I don’t know how he’s going to react to me asking this.[/i] “When the assassins were attacking me, you used some kind of spell to make them drown in their own blood? Lucius, that sounds to me like an evil spell.” “I... I’m not sure,” he said quietly. “I... I don’t completely [i]control[/i] what magic comes out of me, love. When I see you hurt, when I see them hurting you,” his voice grew a little husky, “I... just react. The magic... it flows,” he pulled her a little closer to him as he finished, before relaxing his grip again. “I don’t want you using any kind of that magic, love, even to protect me. It’s just not worth it.” She lay her head against his chest again and pulled him tight. “I care too much about you to see you hurt yourself that way.” “I don’t know if I’m hurting myself,” Lucius said quietly, “but when I see you being hurt, I get angry, and it flows out of my fingertips,” he rubbed his fingers together to accent the point, and Siabrey looked up at him. Seeing the look of slight disapproval in her eyes, he then smiled. “I am learning, love. Why do you think I brought along a spell book? I read it every day... usually before you get up.” Siabrey smiled up at him, “Good. Keep up with it. If you don’t, I’ll motivate you,” she kept the embrace going, feeling his reassuring warmth alongside her. “I can control simpler magic fairly well,” Lucius said, pushing back from her slightly. He then held up his hands, and a small image of her floated above it. Only about an inch high, it was her, clad in the yellow dress, dancing. After a few seconds, it vanished. “Unfortunately, simple things like this don’t help much when one is fighting. But I keep learning,” he said, trying to make her feel better. “I am sorry, love, if I scared you with my magic today.” “I’m not scared of you, Lucius,” Siabrey corrected, “I’m scared [i]for[/i] you. I know what the enemy is trying to do... and every time one of those spells comes from your fingers, you are helping them. I love you... I don’t want to see you hurting yourself,” she smiled. Lucius kissed her on the forehead. “Do you feel better now? It’s still late, and we should get another few hours sleep before morning.” Siabrey nodded, and arm in arm, they walked back towards the bed. They laid back down together for a few more hours of sleep. It was going to be a long day. [/QUOTE]
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