[AU] Siege on Ebonring Keep - Part 2

[rangerjohn]

~I knew sprites were strange, imagine calling people, when you want a roll in the grass!~ Danwyn thinks. "Aren't introductions usually made after?" he asks.

 

[Rybaer]

The spryte flies up to slightly higher branch and looks down at the others with a frown.

"Send them away," she says to Pyior (still in Faen). "Do you not want me? Am I not pretty enough to please your eyes?"

 

[Liminal Syzygy]

Pyior sighs, gathers himself, and answers her in Faen "Yes, I do find you alluring, but I must be cautious in this dangerous forest, and I don't know if you intend harm to me. Allow me to ask - what is your motivation? I would think you are wanting to be with child were you not a spryte."

 

[Rybaer]

Her eyes light up at the mention of a child.

"Yes, yes!" she says with great passion (and still in Faen). "You are smart faen man. Father smart child. I am no danger...just seek fine mate."

She doesn't seem to catch on to the idea that sprytes aren't supposed to be able to bear children. Pyior starts to wonder if she might be a different type of spryte, something more in touch with their fey roots.

 

[Erekose13]

Ys-Korros looks to Danwyn and back to the other too. "She does seem a little too friendly with our comrade. But a little rude in my opinion as we are right here and she insists in speaking a foreign tongue. Pyior, does she speak common?"

 

[Liminal Syzygy]

Hearing Ys-Korros' words, Pyior explains the conversation so far to his companions. He then asks, "Err... Those of my race who have undergone the transformation to a Spryte lose the ability to reproduce. Were you born as a spryte? And are you sure you can have a child with a Faen?"

 

[rangerjohn]

"This is beyond my reckoning. I'm no sage, give me good food, women, and drink, or maybe a good fight. These things I understand, but transforming into other races...."

 

[Rybaer]

(If Pyior inquires, or tries to speak to her in Common, she does not seem to recognize the tongue.)

"Born as I am, yes," she says. "If you are faen man, then you are a good mate. You look like good faen man and speak our words. It is so hard to find a good mate here."

 

[Liminal Syzygy]

Pyior explains to his companions, "Sorry, it doesn't seem that she speaks the common tongue. I'm inclined to oblige her. Any objections?"

Pyior asks the spryte some follow up questions, "What's your name? Tell me about your people, you seem different than my people, we are never born as sprytes but rather some of us make the choice to transform into them. I'm inclined to help you, it sounds like fun, too, but can you guarantee my safety? Safety is my one concern. How can I be sure you aren't trying to trick me somehow?"

 

[Rybaer]

She seems to brighten considerably when Pyior suggests that he might be inclined to "help" her after all. "Slyth," she says. "My name is Slyth. We know of you faen. We are similar, but a little different. Older? I don't know how to explain. I know you make good mates for my people."

When Pyior mentions safety as a concern, she looks genuinely confused. "You are afraid of me? I am much smaller and have no weapons. I could not hurt you and would not trick you. No, I would not want to hurt my mate. Not smart."