Brave New Planes

[Brother Shatterstone]

Brystasia Purelove: Half-Nymph/Female (Avenger/Favored Soul/Heartwarder)

Brystasia blushes as she realizes that the hand was neither cold nor callous, something she realized she had unconsciously expected, and she find herself enjoying his gentle touch and longing for more. Her eyes never leave the darkness of his eyes as she tries to short through the confusion of her desires and feelings, It seems so right and feel so perfect so why does it feel so wrong at the same time? Her body yearns for more and Brystasia realize just how long she had denied herself but before the battle between body and mind is finished it ends in a stalemate as Sandorel winks at her.

She blushes and lowers her turquoise colored eyes trying to calm her body down as she listens to his complements. Her eyes are drawn to where the crowd when he looks away from her. His next comment strikes her hard and she unable to hide the pain from her face as she looks back into his eyes, “You are of course correct Sandorel they would indeed do nearly anything.”

Her mood changes her demeanor as she releases her hands from Sandorel. Her arms wrap tightly across her breasts as if she feels exposed and her head is tucked as she looks unfocused at the ground. She turns and walks off, “We should go... We have business to attend to.”

 

[Serpenteye]

Sandorel frowns slightly in regret as he realises how his thoughtless barb must have wounded her. He seems almost about to say something else, but nods gently at Brystasia's suggestion. "Yes... yes you are right."

He walks beside her towards the Wizard's academy, letting her guide him trough the city. He doesn't take much note of the surrounding architecture, though he notes absentmindedly that much of it was rather charming in an exotic way.

She worships beauty, but there must be a part of her that feels shame over her own physical perfection and the reaction it arouses in others. My words, though I did not consciously intend it, only aggravated a pre-existent problem. Her faith cannot be absolute, or indeed very strong at all, or she wouldn't experience that dichotomy in her self-image and thus also in her view of beauty.

The thought feels slightly distasteful, and the realisation that he's still constantly searching for ways to manipulate her fills him with a simultaneous sense of unease and professional pride.

 

[Brother Shatterstone]

Brystasia Purelove: Half-Nymph/Female (Avenger/Favored Soul/Heartwarder)

Brystasia is lost in thought as they travel through the city and though her eyes are still slightly downcast her keen vision can’t help but pick up the familiar faces of those that only function in life it seem is to track her footsteps and movements through the city.

She had caught the look on Sandorel faces after his complement had gone astray and the look had tore her up even more, I need to apologize to him as he had no idea of the disgusting and vile actions that people have done out of lust for me.

On their way through the many blocks they have to travel in Waterdeep Brystasia tries many times to form the first word needed to explain her world but they never form. She simply sighs realizing that their worlds are probably too different to ever work, Which is probably why I’m so attracted to him.

She turns to look at him and gives him a small smile of reassurance that everything is fine between then, “We are almost there. I’ve had some experience with this school but most of my connections travel almost as nearly as much as me so this could be very hit or miss.”

She stops in front of double door and Sandorel realizing that the nearly the last block had been one building, “Here it is the Waterdeep School of the Arcana.”

She waits for a few seconds waiting to see if Sandorel will get the door like a proper gentleman.

 

[Serpenteye]

Sandorel plays the part perfectly as he opens the door with a slight flourish, subtly letting her recognize the action as humorously respectful rather than as a sign of subservience. He follows her inside and the door slides closed behind him.
He glances around the entrance-chamber, and takes note of the magical auras precent. Experience had thought him to always prepare for the worst.

ooc: Btw, he cast Magic Vestment x2 and Persistent Death Ward before the auction this morning. I guess I should have mentioned that sooner, but it slipped my mind.

His AC is 33, and he's immune to death-effects.

 

[Brother Shatterstone]

Brystasia Purelove: Half-Nymph/Female (Avenger/Favored Soul/Heartwarder)

Brystasia grins playfully as she curtsy recognizing the gentleman act that Sandorel preformed, He really can be the perfect gentleman when he wants to be I hope it will be more often from here on out.

As she walks into the vastness of the camber she absently twirls one of her blonde lockets around a delicate finger, “I’ve been here before of course but to be honest it’s been some time ago.”

She looks around for a sign showing where to go but realizes it’s probably not written in any langue she knows as to make the students learn their studies and also to keep those that don’t study the arcane out. She doesn’t let the lack of directions bother her and she scans looking for someone who might be in a position to help them.

 

[Paxus Asclepius]

She looks around for a sign showing where to go but realizes it’s probably not written in any langue she knows as to make the students learn their studies and also to keep those that don’t study the arcane out. She doesn’t let the lack of directions bother her and she scans looking for someone who might be in a position to help them.

Brystasia sees a wizened gnome perched on a tall stool behind a desk; his disapproving glare, standard for librarians across the multiverse, transforms into flustered excitement upon seeing her. "L-lady Purelove! It is a pleas- I mean, an honor! How may I help you?"

 

[Brother Shatterstone]

Brystasia Purelove: Half-Nymph/Female (Avenger/Favored Soul/Heartwarder)

Brystasia gives a pleasant smiles as her delicate fingers let go of her hair and she walks slowly over to the gnome, “The honor is all mine sire and you could be a great help to me also.”

She pauses slightly letting her words sink in, “I’m sure you heard of the auction of items we held in Sune’s honor this morning. Well not all of the items were just masterworks of art Some of them are magical in nature” Her turquoise blue eyes flare and she smiles mysteriously, “But their exact nature is beyond us and we are hoping that you can help us with cataloging them.”

She gentle lays the items she had been carrying and makes room for Sandorel to place the others on the desk.

She looks back up into the gnome’s eyes giving an enchanting smiles in the process, “Can you help me in this affair?”

 

[Paxus Asclepius]

Brystasia gives a pleasant smiles as her delicate fingers let go of her hair and she walks slowly over to the gnome, “The honor is all mine sire and you could be a great help to me also.”

She pauses slightly letting her words sink in, “I’m sure you heard of the auction of items we held in Sune’s honor this morning. Well not all of the items were just masterworks of art Some of them are magical in nature” Her turquoise blue eyes flare and she smiles mysteriously, “But their exact nature is beyond us and we are hoping that you can help us with cataloging them.”

She gentle lays the items she had been carrying and makes room for Sandorel to place the others on the desk.

She looks back up into the gnome’s eyes giving an enchanting smiles in the process, “Can you help me in this affair?”

"I-I would be hono-, more than happy to help you. Well, not me myself, but I can get, find someone to do it, to identify them, for you, yes. One moment, minute. Ex-, pardon me." He hops off the stool, scurrying off swiftly.

 

[Brother Shatterstone]

Brystasia Purelove: Half-Nymph/Female (Avenger/Favored Soul/Heartwarder)

Brystasia nods respectfully at the gnome as he turns to leave, “Thank you, and my Sune bless your way.”

She turns to Sandorel obviously pleased at how well it has gone so far,“They seem rather helpful don’t they?”

 

[Brother Shatterstone]

Brystasia Purelove: Half-Nymph/Female (Avenger/Favored Soul/Heartwarder)

After their wait seems to drag on for some time and the silence starts to bother her Brystasia turns to Sandorel smiling pleasantly at him while she leans up against the desk her arms spread to either side and resting on the desk holding up her lithe body, “I have a few errands I need to take care of after we finish with the identification and categorization of the Seer’s objects. I’m uncertain how long it will take but I imagine that it will take some consider amount of time so I don’t expect you to accompany me to them. We can meet up later or if you want to you can come with me but I really suspect you’ll find yourself bored but the choice is yours.”