Of Vile Darkness

[Brother Shatterstone]

Loviana: Half-Nymph/Female (Rogue/Corruptor/Bondblade)

* A moment of shock crosses Loviana’s face, she wasn’t use to being rejected, but it quickly turns to sadness, embarrassment, and apology. *

As she settles and allows him to stoke her hair she sighs and tries to hide the hurt as she replies to his words, “I’m sorry, I guess I’m in the trap of only think of one way to make someone happy…” Still feeling ashamed she pauses trying to think of something else to say, “So a copper for your thoughts?”

 

[Wrahn]

Aekir Ranger 1/Fighter 4/Soul Eater 6

"Those ones you mentioned are particularly powerful, and if they continue to summon more of these celestials, then things will becomes very difficult for us. You can understand that, I hope," Wode says, its voice bitter.

“If they are too powerful to assault, then find some other way to neutralize them. If the celestials are being bound into service this is no better than slavery, in fact it is slavery. Even if they aren’t, mortals who summon celestials are usurping the will of the gods. Celestials don’t sit in heaven picking daisies, they have a purpose and this circle is taking them away from that purpose.”

“I would suggest using a subtly approach, convince the summoners what they are doing is wrong and let the more conservative elements in certain churches become aware of what they are doing.”

 

[Isida Kep'Tukari]

"It's a possibility, but not a sure thing. You would have difficulty binding a celestial at the best of times, and if they're swearing themselves to the queen willingly, it may just be that the wizards are nothing more than a delivery service for the celelstials."

 

[Wrahn]

Aekir Ranger 1/Fighter 4/Soul Eater 6

“I know very little of such things, but I have heard stories of the great mages calling forth archangels with a flick of their wrists. Now they may just be stories, but I would not think it would take 5 presumably powerful mages a considerable effort to call, what presumably is not the greatest of angels, forth to do the queens bidding.”

*Aekir looks thoughtful a moment.*

“I don’t know if it is even possible, but they may be creating these celestials, drawing on the energy of the heavens to an embodiment of what they desire. Then they are truly playing with things a mortal should not.”

 

[Isida Kep'Tukari]

"And you never do such things?" Wode asks, raising an eyebrow. "Mortals always push the bounds of the gods, it is the way of things. I have found that to be true in all my years."

 

[Wrahn]

“I couldn’t care less what they are doing. Others will however. There is a reason they are keeping this a secret. If I were intent on stopping them, I would have those other concerned parties do it for me. I know the Butterfly has subtle people working for it. I would have one of those subtle people to get word to the correct persons who would be concerned about the King, or whomever ordered this, usurping the power of the gods for their own end.”

 

[Isida Kep'Tukari]

* A moment of shock crosses Loviana’s face, she wasn’t use to being rejected, but it quickly turns to sadness, embarrassment, and apology. *

As she settles and allows him to stoke her hair she sighs and tries to hide the hurt as she replies to his words, “I’m sorry, I guess I’m in the trap of only think of one way to make someone happy…” Still feeling ashamed she pauses trying to think of something else to say, “So a copper for your thoughts?”

"I'm sorry Larissa... I don't mean to hurt you, but I must confess I'm somewhat afraid of you. I have made some guesses as to the life you live, and I think, right at this moment, there's only one way an act of physical love can go. I do believe I love you, but I think such things will no serve either of us well in the end. I'm not rejecting you, I'm just trying to save such things for the right time.

"Do you understand? I don't want to hurt you, because I think that you've been hurt a great deal in your life, and I don't want to add to that."

~~~

*Rosalyn gasps when she wakes to find Chastity (or a reasonably close likeness) straddling her.*

"Prove it, my love," Torr whispers in a voice that is not his own.

*Rosalyn's mouth hangs open as her dark eyes fill with surprise, jelousy, anger, and desire. Gaining control of herself, and summoning up strength from unknown reserves, Rosalyn flips Chastity so that she is now dominating the "helpless" blonde woman.*

"I'm better than you, and I love him more that you ever could, you filthy whore!" Rosalyn cries, one fragile hand going to Chastity's throat, the other raking down her body. Rosalyn is far too weak to actually do any harm to Torr, but he puts up a bit of the expected struggle as Rosalyn attempts to dominate her rival, to humiliate her so that she would never dare set foot in her master's house again. Her scratches barely hurt, and she doesn't have the leverage to do much else, but she tries her best.

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*At the Wizard's Sanctum, in one of the private chambers, Ralam sits in a plush chair, at a massive table full of fine foods. An hour nearly passes before a discrete knock on the door delivers a servant, a well-dressed dark-haired butler, and a beautifully-gowned and veiled lady of wealth. It seems that Lady Eradiel has arrived.*

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“I couldn’t care less what they are doing. Others will however. There is a reason they are keeping this a secret. If I were intent on stopping them, I would have those other concerned parties do it for me. I know the Butterfly has subtle people working for it. I would have one of those subtle people to get word to the correct persons who would be concerned about the King, or whomever ordered this, usurping the power of the gods for their own end.”

"Noted. I'll pass your concerns along," Wode says, waving a clear dismissal.

 

[Brother Shatterstone]

Loviana: Half-Nymph/Female (Rogue/Corruptor/Bondblade)

* Loviana smiles and her fingers start to lightly brushing his chest again. Scooting closer into his embrace Loviana’s voice shows the smile that’s hidden in the darkness. *

“I’m just as scared as you, my dear Orshallan, this isn’t how I it was to go… I’m not suppose to feel the way I do for you…” Her voice trails off as she thinks about her feelings, sighing she continues, “I’m honestly risking everything I know and love in simply entertaining these thoughts.”

* She sets up in the bed, taking the covers with her even though she has clothes on out of respect for his wishes and leans against the headboard.*

“I don’t want you to be scared of me, but I guess we don’t get everything we wish for, and sadly I can’t blame you.” Obviously upset she reaches for a light and also asks, “Orshallan, could you something with the shadows? I want to look at you... Though I doubt you want to look at me.”

 

[Isida Kep'Tukari]

*From Orshallan's hand radiates a pure, golden light, banishing the darkness. In Orshallan's face Loviana sees a great mix of emotions, love, sadness, and a great deal of conflict. He meets her eyes easily, staring deeply into them as if he's searching for an answer he's not sure he wants to see.*

 

[Brother Shatterstone]

Loviana: half-nymph/female (Corruptor/Bondblade/Rogue)

* Looking, and feeling, meek Loviana’s smile reflect both her and Orshallan's feelings. She visibly hesitates as she looks for both the words and also the strength to speak them. *

“I’m not sure where to begin, the truth I’m afraid is so ugly that no matter what you claim about love, you simply won’t… I see it in your face, your not afraid to love something evil, you would simply see that as a challenge, something to restore to glory, but you don’t see me that way.”

* Hoping to soften her words and the pain in his expression Loviana brushes a delicate hand over his cheek, and up into his hairline, her own meek smile twitching momentary upwards into a full smile. *

“I think you’re already in love with me, and that terrifies you, cause your not thinking about restoring me to glory… You’re worried that you’ll simply except me for who, and what I am.”

As she continues to stroke his hair, “I guess where to begin is to tell you where I lied to you, “I’m not from the sea of songs though everything I said wasn’t a lie… I have seen a song pearl and not everyone in the area deals with them.” She looks upon his face, hoping her small jest will make him smile as she continues on, “I’m honestly not sure where I’m from but I believe I’m from the Drell Wood, not that it matters I wasn’t there for long.”

* With both of her hand she brushes her thick hair away from her ears, and she leans in close, allowing him to see the slight points of her hair that are often to hard to see when not close or are simply covered in hair. *

“I’m not human, or correction I’m only half human, I never knew my father and my mother was a nymph, to be honest I never really knew her either.”

* Looking upon his eyes Loviana hesitates and stops from delving into her own history and instead she concentrates upon changing her appearance, unlike never before, this time she takes upon her normal features… Her raven black her appears to burst into dried blood as her coppery red hair comes to the foreground and the blue eyes of Lydia, Orshallan’s former lover, darken to Loviana’s sea green eyes. *

Looking slightly worried Loviana casts her eyes upon Orshallan, “Well, it’s mostly an illusion but this is the true me… This is what I really look like.”