[AU] Siege on Ebonring Keep - Part 2

[Rybaer]

Runther is only too happy to lead the way out of the cave. He sets a hard pace, frequently looking back for signs of pursuit from the troll.

"I've heard they can track by scent," he explains. "I won't feel happy until we're back in the Keep."

The mood spreads throughout the party, putting everyone just a little bit on edge. Everyone seems to have the feeling that they're being followed or watched, but nothing is ever seen.

While finishing up a short break for lunch, Pyior is relieving himself in a stand of bushes only a handful of yards from the group. Concealed from view of all buy Pyior, a heart-wrenchingly beautiful spryte woman lands softly on a mossy log next to a small Gassar pond. Her hair and wings are both pale gold. She wears only a translucent wisp of a gown that does little to conceal her feminine features.

She holds a finger over her lips to indicate silence, then beckons him toward her. In the softest whisper that just carries to Pyior's ears, she says, "Beautiful faen-brother, please come! Be quiet!"


The others, only a few feet away, are finishing up their lunches of dried rations and the handful of berries scavenged along the trail. Knowing that they don't have to conserve quite so much food, everyone is eager to make up for the light breakfast.

"So tell me," Runther says, "did Iriana ever tell you just what it is this ring is supposed to do? She won't tell us enlisted men anything. Rumor is just that it's vital to the defenses of the Keep."

 

[rangerjohn]

"That's all she told us." Danwyn says in reply.

 

[Liminal Syzygy]

Pyior is suspicious and asks, "Why the need for silence, spryte sister?"

Pyior gets ready to yell for assistance at the first sign of violence or spellcasting.

 

[Rybaer]

Pyior is suspicious and asks, "Why the need for silence, spryte sister?"

Pyior gets ready to yell for assistance at the first sign of violence or spellcasting.

"We don't need the others bothering us," she whispers back.

She glances past Pyior to the others for a moment, then returns her gaze to the magister. Her eyes are full of demure lust. She lets her gown slip off of one shoulder. "Do you find me attractive?"

 

[Liminal Syzygy]

Pyior can't help but consider the question, and as he feels a slight stirring below he comes to the realization that he was interrupted right in the middle of releaving himself.

Pyior blushes slightly, turns around (but still remembers to keep an eye on her with his peripheral vision, again ready to yell if she seems to threaten Pyior) and fumbles with his breeches. "I'm sorry, you have me at a disadvantage, sister!"

He uses the opportunity to gather his thoughts. ~Sprytes can't reproduce so she can't be after my seed, hoping my child would also carry my intellectual gifts. And as much as I'd like to think she finds me attractive and is simply looking for a roll in the grass together under a tree, that's never happened to me before, so it's unlikely to be the case now. She must have an ulterior motive.~

OOC: What does Pyior know in character about such situations, if anything? Can I assume this is unusual behavior?

 

[Rybaer]

She watches Pyior fumble with his breeches in mild amusement. "I like that," she says, quite bluntly. "Come. Play with me?"

The spryte starts touching herself in a highly suggestive manner. Her skin seems to be getting a little bit flush.

OOC: What does Pyior know in character about such situations, if anything? Can I assume this is unusual behavior?

ooc - Pyior is unfamiliar with any faen native to the Floating Forest region. Her dialect (in Faen, by the way) is a bit on the crude side. Her behavior comes across as quite genuine, in spite of being a bit...well...direct.

 

[Liminal Syzygy]

~I'm tempted, but she may have an ulterior motive. Something just doesn't seem right.~

Pyior yells out, "Everyone! Over here! We have guest!"

 

[Rybaer]

When Pyior calls out to the others, a flash of hurt and betrayal crosses her face. She takes flight and lands on a branch some fifteen feet up.

"Why do you do this thing?" she says, her voice expressing frustration. "Do you not find me pretty? Do you not wish to be with me?"

She looks over at the others, who are likely turning in haste at Pyior's call.

"I only want you, pretty man faen," she says. "Not them! Leave us alone!"

*****

The rest of the party has no trouble hearing Pyior yelling out for them. He is, after all, a handful of yards away. Upon standing and looking at where Pyior's attention is focused, everyone can easily see a beautiful spryte woman perched in a tree nearby. She is scantily clad, to say the least.

 

[Erekose13]

Ys-Korros moves over towards Pyior wondering why he called out. Seeing the spryte woman, Ys-Korros sets his hand on his pommel on guard from Pyior's shout. As he gets closer he will ask, "Who is this woman? Are you alright?" to Pyior.

 

[Liminal Syzygy]

Pyior's face begins to redden again at the spryte woman's outburst, "I, uh, I... I well, I... wanted to introduce my friends to you."

Answering Ys-Korros:
"Yes, I'm fine. She, uh, seems to want a roll in the grass with me."