The Secret Scion

[Rystil Arden]

*Rayni hugs Mel back.*

"It's not something you can control...I just have to try to have discipline, but I'm not perfect..."

 

[Bront]

"And I accept that. And I hope you accept that of me too. Isn't that what family does?"

 

[Rystil Arden]

"I guess so...But my old family couldn't. There just isn't enough space for someone aberrant like me on Aerenal...I am a disgrace to the honoured ancestors."

 

[Bront]

"And I was simply a tool of mine. I don't even know who my real father is."

Mel sighs and then yawns "I'm sorry Rayni, I'm tired, I can't rest the way you do. But don't worry, I think you'll honor your ancestors in your own special way."

 

[Rystil Arden]

"Thank you, Mel...I only hope that I do. It is clear that it will never be my fate to join them in undying honour...Well if you need rest, then you should sleep. So I guess you don't gain the ability to reverie when you shape like an elf?"

 

[Bront]

She shakes her head "No, and my father tried to teach me too. He called it my only failure." she frowns.

"I guess I should head back to my room then. Good night Rayni."

 

[Rystil Arden]

"Good night, Mel...and don't worry. It doesn't matter what he says. You are not a failure!"

 

[Bront]

Mel smiles and hugs Rayni before she wanders off back to bed.

 

[Rystil Arden]

*Now that the pillow fight has been resolved, Rayni goes back to Reverie.*

 

[D20Dazza]

Once he's finished his morning exercises Bail scrapes the sweat from his body with a stick "Don't want those lovely ladies I'm with thinking I'm some sort of smelly animal" he thinks to himself as he scrapes.