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<blockquote data-quote="Arcturion" data-source="post: 3743887" data-attributes="member: 54632"><p><strong>1.2 Hommes Optare</strong></p><p></p><p><span style="color: LemonChiffon">As the blanket went limp, Eltera let out an audible sigh of relief. The undead snake had been two handfuls of trouble that the Svari was glad to see gone. Rentiki's command of the creature was a welcome ease, though it also prompted additional questions concerning the captain of the Argus. He had been generally happy and welcoming, a very different twist from the few necromancers Eltera had known.</span></p><p> <span style="color: LemonChiffon"></span></p><p><span style="color: LemonChiffon">Turning back to face her savior. the question concerning his obvious necromantic tendencies fell from her lips. Instead, she noticed his wandering eyes over her bare legs. She made no attempt to cover them from his view, but noticed his eyes that seemed some lacking of their normal mirth. They seemed strange on Rentiki's features. Likewise, his mouth was far from its usual smile and general good will.</span></p><p> <span style="color: LemonChiffon"></span></p><p><span style="color: LemonChiffon">As the pistol was drawn, the Svari found herself crouching along the table as the weapon was aimed blatantly at her chest. Eltera actually found herself surprised at the strange turn of events. After the previous experience and finding herself awoken safely, she had certainly not expected Rentiki to betray her. She thought back to that feeling of Fate and mentally kicked herself for such foolishness.</span></p><p> <span style="color: LemonChiffon"></span></p><p><span style="color: LemonChiffon">Crouching towards the table, Eltera slowly moved her hand towards Amurisil as she hoped to stay Rentiki's bullet for at least a few moments, "As I said, I find myself trying to save one life a day . . . usually my own. I must say that I am surprised to see one trained in the dark arts of necromancy to be as open and jovial as yourself."</span></p><p> <span style="color: LemonChiffon"></span></p><p><span style="color: LemonChiffon">It shocked her beyond belief to understand that he was sorry, but was still aiming a weapon at her. Nonetheless, he had saved her life in the crowd while she fell under the eyes of the witches. She owed him the truth. There was no amount of sorrow in her heart at the notion of having to fight the necromancer. She found she did like him. </span></p><p> <span style="color: LemonChiffon"></span></p><p><span style="color: LemonChiffon">Still slowly reaching for her blade, she kept her tone low and even gentle, "You asked me a question and, for saving my life, I do at least owe you the truth. My name is Eltera Trellust, a dark aelf by birth. You do have my apologies, but one must do what one must do, as you have said. And if you feel these secrets are worth a fight, then so be it. That said, I am willing to part ways here with no bloodshed and our secrets kept to hushed lips on our oaths . . .”</span></p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Arcturion, post: 3743887, member: 54632"] [b]1.2 Hommes Optare[/b] [COLOR=LemonChiffon]As the blanket went limp, Eltera let out an audible sigh of relief. The undead snake had been two handfuls of trouble that the Svari was glad to see gone. Rentiki's command of the creature was a welcome ease, though it also prompted additional questions concerning the captain of the Argus. He had been generally happy and welcoming, a very different twist from the few necromancers Eltera had known. Turning back to face her savior. the question concerning his obvious necromantic tendencies fell from her lips. Instead, she noticed his wandering eyes over her bare legs. She made no attempt to cover them from his view, but noticed his eyes that seemed some lacking of their normal mirth. They seemed strange on Rentiki's features. Likewise, his mouth was far from its usual smile and general good will. As the pistol was drawn, the Svari found herself crouching along the table as the weapon was aimed blatantly at her chest. Eltera actually found herself surprised at the strange turn of events. After the previous experience and finding herself awoken safely, she had certainly not expected Rentiki to betray her. She thought back to that feeling of Fate and mentally kicked herself for such foolishness. Crouching towards the table, Eltera slowly moved her hand towards Amurisil as she hoped to stay Rentiki's bullet for at least a few moments, "As I said, I find myself trying to save one life a day . . . usually my own. I must say that I am surprised to see one trained in the dark arts of necromancy to be as open and jovial as yourself." It shocked her beyond belief to understand that he was sorry, but was still aiming a weapon at her. Nonetheless, he had saved her life in the crowd while she fell under the eyes of the witches. She owed him the truth. There was no amount of sorrow in her heart at the notion of having to fight the necromancer. She found she did like him. Still slowly reaching for her blade, she kept her tone low and even gentle, "You asked me a question and, for saving my life, I do at least owe you the truth. My name is Eltera Trellust, a dark aelf by birth. You do have my apologies, but one must do what one must do, as you have said. And if you feel these secrets are worth a fight, then so be it. That said, I am willing to part ways here with no bloodshed and our secrets kept to hushed lips on our oaths . . .”[/COLOR] [/QUOTE]
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