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<blockquote data-quote="Tokiwong" data-source="post: 1581679" data-attributes="member: 961"><p><strong>Chapter 7 - Part 5</strong></p><p></p><p>Dais sat on a low stone bench, a throng of humanity passing in front of the lowlander as he worked slowly at his sketches of the beautiful city-state of Ebernath. The ivory towers ringing the city and the ancient trees that loomed over the domed and cleanly cut buildings, created a skyline that was unlike anything the young soldier had seen in all of his life.</p><p></p><p>Seagarden was a city of beauty, but Ebernath was simply another level of pristine perfection. Even the apple he was feasting on, was sweeter and plumper then any he had ever tasted, or at least could remember. The land was healthy, the city was both a work of architectural mastery, and natural wonder, and the people seemed to mirror the grand sight all around them. The city was a paradise of colors, of sights, and scent that tickled and teased the various senses like a fickle lover.</p><p></p><p>“Sketching, sketching, sketching. Always sketching, its like an obsession with you.”</p><p></p><p>“Hello Lain,” Dais said not even looking up, “why am I not surprised to see you.”</p><p></p><p>She kicked her foot onto the bench and leaned forward on the raised leg, “You are not surprised to see me?”</p><p></p><p>“Not really, I figured you would show up here, sooner then later. It isn’t like I could hide from you, not that I was trying; it’s just nice to be alone every now and then, away from the constant chatter. To think, and to sketch.”</p><p></p><p>Lain stepped up onto the bench in on easy motion and stretched with a cat-like yawn, “The constant chatter?” she gave Dais an incredulous look, “are you trying to say, that we annoy you?”</p><p></p><p>“No.”</p><p></p><p>“Then what are you saying?” she questioned.</p><p></p><p>“I am saying that sometimes I enjoy thinking, I may not be as smart as a night elf, but I like to think too. Sometimes I have much to think about. It’s not like you like to listen, unless you’re trying to insult me. Which can be fun, and other times not so much,” the young ex-soldier shrugged.</p><p></p><p>“Oh boo-hoo,” she crouched down meeting his eyes, “cry me a river. You think I frustrate you, well get a clue there human, you are not exactly easy to understand, or put up with.”</p><p></p><p>“Oh?”</p><p></p><p>“See now you’re playing dumb,” she threw up her hands in exasperation, “this is exactly what I am talking about. What does she see in you anyways?”</p><p></p><p>“Are you trying to say I am not good enough for her?”</p><p></p><p>“No,” Lain sighed, she bit back her words, “it’s not that at all. If anything she isn’t good enough for you, she is much too selfish for her own good. We night elves have a saying, ‘that one should live first for their chosen heart, and second for their given heart’. It means that when you choose your partner, you live for them first, they come first in all things, and your own needs become secondary.”</p><p></p><p>“I like that,” Dais smiled broadly, “do you believe it?”</p><p></p><p>“My mother and father believe, and they have been bonded partners for over a century of your human years. So maybe I believe in that too…” she trailed off.</p><p></p><p>“Well Lain, I am sure that you will find your given heart, and I hope you have better luck then me. Ayala is not my kind of woman despite her beauty, she is just well, selfish like you said. That was one of the things I was thinking about,” he mused aloud.</p><p></p><p>“Really?”</p><p></p><p>Dais nodded in reply, “So speaking of her, where is she?”</p><p></p><p>“Oh, I almost forgot they went to the temple of the Old Man of the Sea to return that Eye we found,” she sighed, “another priceless artifact slips through my grasp. I am beginning to think this is the start of a disturbing trend.”</p><p></p><p>“Well we better get going,” he stood, “I would not want to miss that, I am sure Captain Fletcher would be most grateful for our help.”</p><p></p><p>Lain cracked a wry grin, already forgetting the bad feeling she had felt in the pit of her stomach. A wave of relief flooded her, as she walked and talked with Dais on the way to the temple. Despite the frustration, somewhere deep inside, the naïve lowlander was beginning to grow on the night elf, perhaps more then she had earlier realized.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Tokiwong, post: 1581679, member: 961"] [b]Chapter 7 - Part 5[/b] Dais sat on a low stone bench, a throng of humanity passing in front of the lowlander as he worked slowly at his sketches of the beautiful city-state of Ebernath. The ivory towers ringing the city and the ancient trees that loomed over the domed and cleanly cut buildings, created a skyline that was unlike anything the young soldier had seen in all of his life. Seagarden was a city of beauty, but Ebernath was simply another level of pristine perfection. Even the apple he was feasting on, was sweeter and plumper then any he had ever tasted, or at least could remember. The land was healthy, the city was both a work of architectural mastery, and natural wonder, and the people seemed to mirror the grand sight all around them. The city was a paradise of colors, of sights, and scent that tickled and teased the various senses like a fickle lover. “Sketching, sketching, sketching. Always sketching, its like an obsession with you.” “Hello Lain,” Dais said not even looking up, “why am I not surprised to see you.” She kicked her foot onto the bench and leaned forward on the raised leg, “You are not surprised to see me?” “Not really, I figured you would show up here, sooner then later. It isn’t like I could hide from you, not that I was trying; it’s just nice to be alone every now and then, away from the constant chatter. To think, and to sketch.” Lain stepped up onto the bench in on easy motion and stretched with a cat-like yawn, “The constant chatter?” she gave Dais an incredulous look, “are you trying to say, that we annoy you?” “No.” “Then what are you saying?” she questioned. “I am saying that sometimes I enjoy thinking, I may not be as smart as a night elf, but I like to think too. Sometimes I have much to think about. It’s not like you like to listen, unless you’re trying to insult me. Which can be fun, and other times not so much,” the young ex-soldier shrugged. “Oh boo-hoo,” she crouched down meeting his eyes, “cry me a river. You think I frustrate you, well get a clue there human, you are not exactly easy to understand, or put up with.” “Oh?” “See now you’re playing dumb,” she threw up her hands in exasperation, “this is exactly what I am talking about. What does she see in you anyways?” “Are you trying to say I am not good enough for her?” “No,” Lain sighed, she bit back her words, “it’s not that at all. If anything she isn’t good enough for you, she is much too selfish for her own good. We night elves have a saying, ‘that one should live first for their chosen heart, and second for their given heart’. It means that when you choose your partner, you live for them first, they come first in all things, and your own needs become secondary.” “I like that,” Dais smiled broadly, “do you believe it?” “My mother and father believe, and they have been bonded partners for over a century of your human years. So maybe I believe in that too…” she trailed off. “Well Lain, I am sure that you will find your given heart, and I hope you have better luck then me. Ayala is not my kind of woman despite her beauty, she is just well, selfish like you said. That was one of the things I was thinking about,” he mused aloud. “Really?” Dais nodded in reply, “So speaking of her, where is she?” “Oh, I almost forgot they went to the temple of the Old Man of the Sea to return that Eye we found,” she sighed, “another priceless artifact slips through my grasp. I am beginning to think this is the start of a disturbing trend.” “Well we better get going,” he stood, “I would not want to miss that, I am sure Captain Fletcher would be most grateful for our help.” Lain cracked a wry grin, already forgetting the bad feeling she had felt in the pit of her stomach. A wave of relief flooded her, as she walked and talked with Dais on the way to the temple. Despite the frustration, somewhere deep inside, the naïve lowlander was beginning to grow on the night elf, perhaps more then she had earlier realized. [/QUOTE]
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