Diplomatic Immunity: Wedding Bells a'Ringing

[Rystil Arden]

"What curse is this you speak of?"

"And perhaps I have need for your gift and noble spirit. If you'd be so kind as to hear me out, I have a long tale to tell, for I have a burdon to bear, but by no means must I bear it alone."

"Well, it's sort of separate, but I do have a stigma and also the curse to never have a Rowaini girl of my own to be my love."

"Of course I will hear you out, Vasha," Plydek nods, "If I can help, I would be glad to do so, though know that I am only a man, and so I can only do so many things, of course."

 

[unleashed]

Tiberius Lucius Magnus, Male Praetor Warmage

"That is, of course, certainly a possibility. This is the dilemma and the torture of longevity, I'm afraid, and that is why I said it was a curse."

“Hmm, I do understand your dilemma...though there is also the possibility that you may find many loves throughout your life, each different, but still making you feel complete. Perhaps you need to consult a naturally long-lived race, to see how they handle such longevity. I know both the Nymphs and Sidhe have very long lifespans, so perhaps Vasha can help put you in touch with someone to talk with, maybe even her mother. Well, I think I’ll let you ponder all that and spend a little more time with my wife...while I have the opportunity. So I’ll bid you farewell for now, Plydek, with the hope that your longevity won’t always be such a curse to you.”

 

[Rystil Arden]

“Hmm, I do understand your dilemma...though there is also the possibility that you may find many loves throughout your life, each different, but still making you feel complete. Perhaps you need to consult a naturally long-lived race, to see how they handle such longevity. I know both the Nymphs and Sidhe have very long lifespans, so perhaps Vasha can help put you in touch with someone to talk with, maybe even her mother. Well, I think I’ll let you ponder all that and spend a little more time with my wife...while I have the opportunity. So I’ll bid you farewell for now, Plydek, with the hope that your longevity won’t always be such a curse to you.”

"Yes, don't let me keep you--cherish your time together, my friend."

 

[Bront]

"Well, it's sort of separate, but I do have a stigma and also the curse to never have a Rowaini girl of my own to be my love."

"Of course I will hear you out, Vasha," Plydek nods, "If I can help, I would be glad to do so, though know that I am only a man, and so I can only do so many things, of course."

"Why would that be? I would think you would have trouble keeping women away"

"Yes, I understand. But any help I can get would mean a lot to me. I'm hoping Ammon can help me as well, but he may be a bit busy for a while..."

 

[unleashed]

Tiberius Lucius Magnus, Male Praetor Warmage

"Yes, don't let me keep you--cherish your time together, my friend."

“Thank you, my friend, I’m sure we will.”

*Tiberius then heads back to the couch and sits next to Claudia.”

“Well, I think that’s enough talking to the other guests for the moment, dear heart...though I hope you’ll be pleased to hear, that Plydek there,” he says, pointing Plydek out, “referred to you as a vision of loveliness. So why don’t you show me what you’ve been drawing?”

 

[Rystil Arden]

"Why would that be? I would think you would have trouble keeping women away"

"Yes, I understand. But any help I can get would mean a lot to me. I'm hoping Ammon can help me as well, but he may be a bit busy for a while..."

"The problem is...I cannot, even one that my heart calls out to me to love, because the angels cursed me with a longevity that ensures I will remain youthful as my love withers, sickens, and dies."

"Sorry, let's not dwell on my troubles, as they are insignificant compared to Helena's and I'm sure to yours as well. Please, tell me what you need my help with."

 

[Rystil Arden]

“Thank you, my friend, I’m sure we will.”

*Tiberius then heads back to the couch and sits next to Claudia.”

“Well, I think that’s enough talking to the other guests for the moment, dear heart...though I hope you’ll be pleased to hear, that Plydek there,” he says, pointing Plydek out, “referred to you as a vision of loveliness. So why don’t you show me what you’ve been drawing?”

*Claudia nods.*

"Not yet--can you go get me some more wine. I think I'm losing my muse. I'll be done in about ten minutes, I think."

 

[Bront]

"The problem is...I cannot, even one that my heart calls out to me to love, because the angels cursed me with a longevity that ensures I will remain youthful as my love withers, sickens, and dies."

"Sorry, let's not dwell on my troubles, as they are insignificant compared to Helena's and I'm sure to yours as well. Please, tell me what you need my help with."

"Love can be eternal, even if one partner dies. My mother still loves Daddy even though... well, that gets into my other problem."

"How much do you know about Arris and the legendary Arris jewels?"

 

[Rystil Arden]

"Love can be eternal, even if one partner dies. My mother still loves Daddy even though... well, that gets into my other problem."

"How much do you know about Arris and the legendary Arris jewels?"

"Well, next to nothing, I'm afraid. Can you tell me the story, Vasha?"

 

[Bront]

"Well, next to nothing, I'm afraid. Can you tell me the story, Vasha?"

"Well, the legend goes that there are three jewels of Arris. Jharym Arris, which would return Arris's oceans, lakes, and rivers to her, the Crazan Arris which would regrow the trees and foliage, and the Grylaz Arris would regenerate her gentle animals."

"Except that they are not mere legends. They are real, wholey and truely."

OOC: If I remember right, Vasha spoke of her burdens with him earlier, so he may make some connections.