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Post  Connor Greyarrow on Wed May 16, 2018 5:39 am

Connor leaned back on the stool, his balance kept him from falling off as he folded his arms over his chest. "Oh wonderful... there's a deeper hell... comforting." He sighed. As Hrothor explained the expanded lore he assumed was written upon the scroll Lord Bladebreaker had unsealed, or rather what had perhaps unsealed itself to him. Its reasons like this I'm glad I'm not a knight of Scardia... He thought, sighing. However, it was from Aurien that he felt some comfort given how she can break the anchoring point from appearing in Kilwood if she was to perform some sort of ritual. "Moonlight Ritual? Well whats that about? If it can keep us safe I'm all in on helping you prepare. I don't like the idea of something that dangerous dwelling in these woodlands." Connor spoke, before turning his attention to the blade Aurien was now staring at upon the table. He frowned somewhat, forgetting its presence till this very moment, before turning to Hrothor to observe his reactions to the events at hand, and see if he could read the old codger. He was beginning to suspect that fate lead them all here to his little tree hut in the middle of nowhere... and that somehow Hrothor had a hand in it all; and if not, he sure had wonderful damned timing.
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Post  Hrothor the Honored on Thu May 17, 2018 3:28 am

Hrothor crossed his arms, his eyes hidden again beneath his bushy brow. "So in a way, it's like a cosmic game of whack a mole that in the end cannot be won. In the end, the chains of fate have already been woven, and all we can do is buy time enough to prepare a way to repell the invasion once they come for us. However it can be taxing. Each anchor point you may encounter is 'unique', you have to pick up on the local spirits pleas and answer them. Which is why the other nature spirits, and those sensitive to the Lifestram of the world are scrambling to try and do something about it... But they cannot do it alone, hence why you preistesses are mobilizing, and forming into teams to co-ordinate your efforts. Which brings you here.... to Connor." his head turned slightly towards Connor.

"Oh, but you are a knight of Scardia. But more, you are a druid of nature. Neither are mutually exclusive my boy. But the nature of your skills means you are by no means a traditional knight. No... I would say beyond Scardia, you are a knight of the world. And she is asking for your help now. For one who is in tune with nature, there can be no higher calling. Remember the guiding pholosophy of our people Connor. We are strong not because we fight, not because we flex our strength or kill foes. We do not wage war of conquest and we do not enslave our enemies. We are strong because we protect those who cannot protect themselves. We raise our blades in defense of the innocent, no matter how far we travel from home. We go where we are needed, and we always fight for the greater good. That is Scar'd's honor. That is Scardia's Honor. And that is our honor."
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Post  Aurien Loraethore on Fri May 18, 2018 2:28 am

Hrothor the Honored wrote:Hrothor crossed his arms, his eyes hidden again beneath his bushy brow. "So in a way, it's like a cosmic game of whack a mole that in the end cannot be won. In the end, the chains of fate have already been woven, and all we can do is buy time enough to prepare a way to repell the invasion once they come for us. However it can be taxing. Each anchor point you may encounter is 'unique', you have to pick up on the local spirits pleas and answer them. Which is why the other nature spirits, and those sensitive to the Lifestram of the world are scrambling to try and do something about it... But they cannot do it alone, hence why you preistesses are mobilizing, and forming into teams to co-ordinate your efforts. Which brings you here.... to Connor." his head turned slightly towards Connor.

"Oh, but you are a knight of Scardia. But more, you are a druid of nature. Neither are mutually exclusive my boy. But the nature of your skills means you are by no means a traditional knight. No... I would say beyond Scardia, you are a knight of the world. And she is asking for your help now. For one who is in tune with nature, there can be no higher calling. Remember the guiding pholosophy of our people Connor. We are strong not because we fight, not because we flex our strength or kill foes. We do not wage war of conquest and we do not enslave our enemies. We are strong because we protect those who cannot protect themselves. We raise our blades in defense of the innocent, no matter how far we travel from home. We go where we are needed, and we always fight for the greater good. That is Scar'd's honor. That is Scardia's Honor. And that is our honor."

She nodded, turning to the young man. "More or less, what Hrothor says is the concept of the ritual. Similar to people, each anchor is unique and needs a catalyst to allow the natural world around it to gain strength and fight back." She then turned to Hrothor with a raised brow. "Its only coincidence I happen upon another practiced in the arts. However, from a glance it appears his training is not complete." She explained, before turning to Connor.

Connor Greyarrow wrote:"Moonlight Ritual? Well whats that about? If it can keep us safe I'm all in on helping you prepare. I don't like the idea of something that dangerous dwelling in these woodlands."

"That does not matter however, for with proper guidance you'll be able to master nature to its fullest. As for wanting to help prepare for this ritual..." she paused, turning her eyes to the Faeries above them who flitted about, giggling and flying carelessly. "I believe you can be of assistance." she says, turning her emerald gaze to Connor's. "The Fae and Kilwood Spirits have made it clear the nature of the ritual I must perform, or I should say we." She says, her eyes not leaving Connor's.

"The spirits of Kilwood have spoken, and I will accept its bidding. We will take our place beneath the light of both moons, and in the practice of the Elvish, the Ceremony of Nightly Betrothal." She explained, something Hrothor knew given her cousin's... feelings toward him. The name of the ceremony was itself a euphemism...
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Post  Connor Greyarrow on Fri May 18, 2018 2:58 am

Connor jumps a little at the insight of Hrothor, his green eyes upon the old man with a surprised look! "Are you clairvoyant?!" He asked, shocked. He grumbles at the mentioning of Scar'd and Scar'd's will and so forth, folding his arms and sighing to himself. Its then he turns to Aurien as she explains the ritual in detail... more or less. His eyes lock on to hers, and as he listens feels a little hot under the collar. "Wait... Ceremony of Nightly Betrothal?" he repeated, turning his eyes to Hrothor for guidance, his head still facing the rather lovely elf's features as he blushed. "You don't mean like... marriage, right?"
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Post  Hrothor the Honored on Fri May 18, 2018 3:08 am

Hrothor smiled a little again. "Clairvoyant? No, just observant. That, and I make it my business to understand my students, so that I may help them when the time is right. Unfortunately, I will not be able to help you personally beyond today. All I can do for you now, is give you the guiding light of another, and allow you to find your way from there..."

With those words, Hrothor stood up, and began to leave the cabin. "I'm also leaving Matsukaze, my horse, here with you. She is a good steed, and a purebred Beijio Courser gifted to me by a former student of mine, Daichi Beijiosaki. Take care of her, and she will not lead you astray."

Hrothor descended the steps back outside, stooping his head below the doorway at the bottom of the staircase. He walked up to the small stable where the horse whinyd for him, and he patted her snout. "Do not worry young girl... Connor is a good man, and a good friend. Help him when he needs you, and guide him as he needs it." he whispered to her, before removing his own greatsword from her back, and placing it upon his own back.
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Post  Aurien Loraethore on Fri May 18, 2018 3:47 am

Aurien's eyes closed at Connor's response. "It is not marriage, that would be the bonding of souls. This is but the sharing of lifeforces and mana between two individuals of the opposite sex; to put it lightly it is but the act of mating." she answered, before turning her attention to Hrothor, her eyelids fluttering open as the elder human was making his leave. Perhaps it was for the best... it would be awkward to have an audience other than the spirits of Kilwood during the ritual. "Are you leaving, Master Hrothor?" She called out to him, brow cocked inquisitively, appearing stoic all the while.
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Post  Connor Greyarrow on Fri May 18, 2018 4:02 am

Hrothor the Honored wrote:Hrothor smiled a little again. "Clairvoyant? No, just observant. That, and I make it my business to understand my students, so that I may help them when the time is right. Unfortunately, I will not be able to help you personally beyond today. All I can do for you now, is give you the guiding light of another, and allow you to find your way from there..."

With those words, Hrothor stood up, and began to leave the cabin. "I'm also leaving Matsukaze, my horse, here with you. She is a good steed, and a purebred Beijio Courser gifted to me by a former student of mine, Daichi Beijiosaki. Take care of her, and she will not lead you astray."

Tysnolf frowned, irritated by his former Mentor's way of conducting business. "You're a shrewd Old man..." the younger man grumbled, flustered as he scratched his head with a sigh. "Wait, you're leaving your horse, but its getting late you'll need something for trans-" he paused, his attention returning to Aurien.

Aurien Loraethore wrote:Aurien's eyes closed at Connor's response. "It is not marriage, that would be the bonding of souls. This is but the sharing of lifeforces and mana between two individuals of the opposite sex; to put it lightly it is but the act of mating."

He blinked, his face becoming a bit pink as he observed his Elven guest. The ritual... requires us to mate? He thought, feeling excitement flow through his being, and for a moment all he could do was stare at Aurien's face, before it slowly drifted down to the magnificent pair of hanging br-

Aurien Loraethore wrote:"Are you leaving, Master Hrothor?" She called out to him, brow cocked inquisitively, appearing stoic all the while.

He blinked. "Wait, leaving?" He turned his head to where the old man had been a moment before, but he was now gone! He felt his excitement for sex drain away for anxiety as he did not got to speak all that he had wanted to to his former teacher. His eyes glanced to the wrapped sword, and he grabbed it without question as he stood up, and hurried his way down the steps.

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Hrothor descended the steps back outside, stooping his head below the doorway at the bottom of the staircase. He walked up to the small stable where the horse whinyd for him, and he patted her snout. "Do not worry young girl... Connor is a good man, and a good friend. Help him when he needs you, and guide him as he needs it." he whispered to her, before removing his own greatsword from her back, and placing it upon his own back.

"Old Man! Wait!" Ty shouted, almost tripping down the creaky steps before rounding around the corner of the tree, where the stable was. "Old-...Hrothor." he corrected himself, panting before the taller man. "My father's sword... after all these years, why now?" he asked, lifting the covered blade, whose green covering fell away to show its shape and scabbard fully.
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Post  Hrothor the Honored on Fri May 18, 2018 4:17 am

Aurien Loraethore wrote:Aurien's eyes closed at Connor's response. "It is not marriage, that would be the bonding of souls. This is but the sharing of lifeforces and mana between two individuals of the opposite sex; to put it lightly it is but the act of mating." she answered, before turning her attention to Hrothor, her eyelids fluttering open as the elder human was making his leave. Perhaps it was for the best... it would be awkward to have an audience other than the spirits of Kilwood during the ritual. "Are you leaving, Master Hrothor?" She called out to him, brow cocked inquisitively, appearing stoic all the while.

"Yes. My time here is up, and I have a few things I need to finish." Hrothor answered Aurien. His smile never waivered however. "It was good to see you again Lady Loraethore. Take care..."

Connor Greyarrow wrote:Tysnolf frowned, irritated by his former Mentor's way of conducting business. "You're a shrewd Old man..." the younger man grumbled, flustered as he scratched his head with a sigh. "Wait, you're leaving your horse, but its getting late you'll need something for trans-" he paused, his attention returning to Aurien.

He blinked, his face becoming a bit pink as he observed his Elven guest. The ritual... requires us to mate? He thought, feeling excitement flow through his being, and for a moment all he could do was stare at Aurien's face, before it slowly drifted down to the magnificent pair of hanging br-

He blinked. "Wait, leaving?" He turned his head to where the old man had been a moment before, but he was now gone! He felt his excitement for sex drain away for anxiety as he did not got to speak all that he had wanted to to his former teacher. His eyes glanced to the wrapped sword, and he grabbed it without question as he stood up, and hurried his way down the steps.

"Old Man! Wait!" Ty shouted, almost tripping down the creaky steps before rounding around the corner of the tree, where the stable was. "Old-...Hrothor." he corrected himself, panting before the taller man. "My father's sword... after all these years, why now?" he asked, lifting the covered blade, whose green covering fell away to show its shape and scabbard fully.

Hrothor's head turned to face Ty for a moment as he asked his question, before he turned fully, and placed a hand upon Ty's shoulder. "Because the world needs it's protectors. Because your father's will lives on in you. Because you need to believe in yourself. And because soon, I will be gone. My time in this world is ending soon, you young ones are the ones who will carry the touch into the future. That is the way of nature, the way of the world. Your father Kraer knew this to be true, hence why he was willing to give up his life to save those innocent villagers, many of whom were innocent children he never even met. But he knew that they deserved a chance to live, and grow, so that one day they too would be able to make the same kind of choice when the time is right. I am old now Ty. Time for me to make my choice too. One day, you too shall be presented with a choice. And I think... I think when that time comes, you will make a good choice too."

Hrothor's hand moved to the top of Ty's head. "Remember, Kraer believed in you. I believe in you. All your fellow students, and all the brothers and sisters from the tower believe in you. Even the spirits of this land believe in you.... You must believe in yourself, and in others, for that will be your true strength, and through that strength, the nature of the world will flow through you."
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Post  Aurien Loraethore on Fri May 18, 2018 4:52 am

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"Yes. My time here is up, and I have a few things I need to finish." Hrothor answered Aurien. His smile never waivered however. "It was good to see you again Lady Loraethore. Take care..."

"I wouldn't say that. Our time is never finished." Aurien says with a curious smile, bowing her head to him while Connor had remained lost in thought. "As it was to see you as well Master Hrothor. 'May the long road before you be paved with good fortune.'" She says closing her eyes.

As Connor soon rushed off to bid his former mentor farewell, she remained idle, and patiently finished off what remained of her stew.
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Post  Connor Greyarrow on Fri May 18, 2018 6:10 am

Connor bowed his head, his eyes falling upon the grip of the sword jutting out from the cloth. "I don't know if I can conjure my father's strength. I'd rather not get caught up in this mess, believe me... but it urks the hell out of me because I can't say no either!" He shouts, looking from the blade to the elder. "I don't think I have the right to utilize this sword for its intended use," he says holding the blade out horizontally by its scabbard. "I am not the man my father was, nor am I a 'knightly' person..." He says before lowering his arm and the blade. "I'm a coward who hides from the shadows and runs from duty. I take on my enemies with coercion and cheap tactics, picking them off more like an assassin than a dragon blooded warrior of Scar'd." he says with a sad smile, looking at his free hand's open palm, clutching the air and sighing. "I blamed you for killing my father as a child. I want to take that back... but the young man before you is not the same boy you knew. I'm a criminal, and an assassin of those who do harm to those of these woods." he says with a wry smile, leaning the sword now against his left shoulder. "...I just had to get that off my chest." He admitted.

He looks to the horse then back to Hrothor. "I know you're a Paladin... but would you like an escort? Its already the twilight hour and it'll get dark quickly in these woods. I can't let an Old Man wander aimlessly in the dark." He chuckled.
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Post  Hrothor the Honored on Fri May 18, 2018 6:29 am

Connor Greyarrow wrote:Connor bowed his head, his eyes falling upon the grip of the sword jutting out from the cloth. "I don't know if I can conjure my father's strength. I'd rather not get caught up in this mess, believe me... but it urks the hell out of me because I can't say no either!" He shouts, looking from the blade to the elder. "I don't think I have the right to utilize this sword for its intended use," he says holding the blade out horizontally by its scabbard. "I am not the man my father was, nor am I a 'knightly' person..." He says before lowering his arm and the blade. "I'm a coward who hides from the shadows and runs from duty. I take on my enemies with coercion and cheap tactics, picking them off more like an assassin than a dragon blooded warrior of Scar'd." he says with a sad smile, looking at his free hand's open palm, clutching the air and sighing. "I blamed you for killing my father as a child. I want to take that back... but the young man before you is not the same boy you knew. I'm a criminal, and an assassin of those who do harm to those of these woods." he says with a wry smile, leaning the sword now against his left shoulder. "...I just had to get that off my chest." He admitted.

He looks to the horse then back to Hrothor. "I know you're a Paladin... but would you like an escort? Its already the twilight hour and it'll get dark quickly in these woods. I can't let an Old Man wander aimlessly in the dark." He chuckled.  

Hrothor's smile never wavered, even as Connor berated himself repeatedly, cursing his methods, letting all the bitterness and regret out as he did. "My boy, you overthink the situation too much. First, is your misunderstanding of what a knight truly means. A knight need not be a man clad in golden armor swinging a sword like a champion on the battlefield. Nor a diplomat who travels around using his words and his ink as his weapon. A knight only means to protect that which is most important. You found that here, in Kilwood forest." his other hand showed them the forest around the home, and the little pixies and faeries who flittered about to and fro, or sat watching with various emotions on their faces as they heard the old man's words. "And you found that, in here..." he said, as he gently pointed into Connor's chest, at his heart. "As long as you maintain a good heart and soul within yourself, as long as you strive never to give up hope, and as long as you keep the memory of who Kraer was, and what he meant to you in that place, then you have not dishonored him, or what it means to be a Knight of Scardia."

Then, Hrothor smirked a little. "A grey arrow is but dusty. All you need to do, is wipe it down, and clean it up, because underneath, you... are a Mithril arrow. And when the time comes, and you raise your father's blade from it's Scabbard, you may find it is not your father's sword at all. Remember what I said earlier..."

Once he said those words, Hrothor's hand lowered from Connor's head and he straightened up. "No, I will be fine young Ty. For I am not lost. I know these woods better than most. You take care kid..."

With these, the tall old man set off, walking towards the setting sun. And for a moment, Connor would see one of the fairies, a larger one who seemed to wear a long leafy dress and had silver hair land on Hrothor's shoulder. He couldn't hear them at this distance, but he could see from the smile on Hrothor's face that he knew her.

"It was good to see you again too, Yota.... Yes... I believe than soon, he will accept himself, when he does, he will be ready... I regret I will not be here on that day. I will not be here for many of the young ones days, but... That is my duty too. The leaves fall where they may, and will nurture new roots. That is how it should be."


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Post  Aurien Loraethore on Wed May 23, 2018 10:35 pm

"He will walk the path of his ancestors. He may end up in Scar'd's realm as a fitting soldier in the Spirit World when he passes." Said Aurien's low, husky tone from Connor's left shoulder. She had stealthily made her way down the steps this time, and out to observe Hrothor's leave. "I feel as though we yet may cross paths with him again, but his time is near. Like a White Wolf, he knows his days are numbered, so he's going to make the best use of his time while he has it, and chooses to do what he feels is right before the end comes." Aurien says gently, turning to face Connor with her large, green eyes narrowed upon the young mortal's face.

"You're path, ironically will be similar in the future." She said, smiling cryptically. "Even his own sons would be envious of what you will ultimately become, but... as I said, fate is not always final. You'll have to work hard and train in the arts I'll be bestowing upon you." she added.
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Post  Connor Greyarrow on Thu May 31, 2018 4:38 am

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Hrothor's smile never waivered, even as Connor berated himself repeatedly, cursing his methods, letting all the bitterness and regret out as he did. "My boy, you overthink the situation too much. First, is your misunderstanding of what I knight truly means. A knight need be a man clad in golden armor swinging a sword like a champion on the battlefield. Nor a diplomat who travels around using his words and his ink as his weapon. A knight only means to protect that which is most important. You found that here, in Kilwood forest." his other hand showed them the forest around the home, and the little pixies and faeries who flittered about to and fro, or sat watching with various emotions on their faces as they heard the old man's words. "And you found that, in here..." he said, as he gently pointed into Connor's chest, at his heart. "As long as you maintain a good heart and soul within yourself, as long as you strive never to give up hope, and as long as you keep the memory of who Kraer was, and what he meant to you in that place, then you have not dishonored him, or what it means to be a Knight of Scardia."

Then, Hrothor smirked a little. "A grey arrow is but dusty. All you need to do, is wipe it down, and clean it up, because underneath, you... are a Mithril arrow. And when the time comes, and you raise your father's blade from it's Scabbard, you may find it is not your father's sword at all. Remember what I said earlier..."

Once he said those words, Hrothor's hand lowered from Connor's head and he straightened up. "No, I will be fine young Ty. For I am not lost. I know these woods better than most. You take care kid..."

The young man folded his arms as he watched the Paladin turn around and head along the path by himself. He couldn't help but feel somewhat saddened by his departure. It won't be the final time we meet... I'm sure of it.   

Aurien Loraethore wrote:"He will walk the path of his ancestors. He may end up in Scar'd's realm as a fitting soldier in the Spirit World when he passes." Said Aurien's low, husky tone from Connor's left shoulder. She had stealthily made her way down the steps this time, and out to observe Hrothor's leave. "I feel as though we yet may cross paths with him again, but his time is near. Like a White Wolf, he knows his days are numbered, so he's going to make the best use of his time while he has it, and chooses to do what he feels is right before the end comes." Aurien says gently, turning to face Connor with her large, green eyes narrowed upon the young mortal's face.

Connor jumped out of his skin a little, turning to face the Elf with a wide pair of eyes as she seemed to appear from his shoulder from no where. "When did you...?" He began, inquisitively. Her words however struck him hard, and he turned his attention to the sagely warrior once more. "So a final journey..." he whispered.

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With these, the tall old man set off, walking towards the setting sun. And for a moment, Connor would see one of the fairies, a larger one who seemed to wear a long leafy dress and had silver hair land on Hrothor's shoulder. He couldn't hear them at this distance, but he could see from the smile on Hrothor's face that he knew her. "It was good to see you again too, Yota.... Yes... I believe than soon, he will accept himself, when he does, he will be ready... I regret I will not be here on that day. I will not be here for many of the young ones days, but... That is my duty too. The leaves fall where they may, and will nurture new roots. That is how it should be."

The young man smirked, sadly. "I didn't know the Old man knew Yota. She's one of the higher faeries who keeps mostly to herself but is kinda like the 'group mom' I guess you can say." He says closing his eyes. Take care old man.... he thought.

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"You're path, ironically will be similar in the future." She said, smiling cryptically. "Even his own sons would be envious of what you will ultimately become, but... as I said, fate is not always final. You'll have to work hard and train in the arts I'll be bestowing upon you." she added.

To that, the human turned to Aurien, eyelids blinking open in confusion. "Please tell me thats a joke? I expect to have a more splendid beard by his age~" He teased, before he boldly reached around her her back with his left arm, grabbing her left shoulder and tugged her close to him in a brisk, quick pull which caused her large assets to bobble forcing her close to his side, as they stood now side by side. He turns his head to her, now considerably closer. "So, are you a seer as well?" He asked, a confident smile gracing his face as he looked into her green eyes with his own. "Working hard... I can do that~" He cooed. He didn't know how the Elf would react to be truthful, but given how they were scheduled to make love under the light of the two moons, he figured he'd get to know her a little as well as lighten up the mood some.
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Post  Aurien Loraethore on Fri Jun 15, 2018 2:20 am

"Master Hrothor has been around for many years, and has been in the company of many creatures, races and persons. Few can be so unlucky not to have met Hrothor in one point of his long life. His legacy extends far beyond Scardia." Aurien explained to the young man when he mentioned Yota.

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To that, the human turned to Aurien, eyelids blinking open in confusion. "Please tell me thats a joke? I expect to have a more splendid beard by his age~"

She raised a brow at Connor's jesting reflection of himself walking a similar path to Hrothor. She smiled gently, cocking her head to the right slightly. "Of that, I have no answer Master Greyarrow." She replied, closing her eyes, lifting her shoulders and her arms out in a common human expression of unknowing. "But what I say is true. If you train hard you'll be following Hrothor's path-" She went on to explain before she felt his hand upon her left shoulder, his arm around her toned bare back, her eyes opening and turning to see Connor now that he tugged her close to his side.

Connor Greyarrow wrote:He teased, before he boldly reached around her her back with his left arm, grabbing her left shoulder and tugged her close to him in a brisk, quick pull which caused her large assets to bobble forcing her close to his side, as they stood now side by side. He turns his head to her, now considerably closer.




She gulped, her lidded gaze was upon the shorter human's own. Her left hand raising to clasp his fingers upon her shoulder, her right shoulder and arm was squished against the left side of his body, her thigh rubbing against his and her right breast squishing against his upper torso. She wore a worryingly pensive expression, her right hand flat upon her bare thigh as her large green eyes darted from his eyes to his lips.

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"So, are you a seer as well?" He asked, a confident smile gracing his face as he looked into her green eyes with his own.


She didn't respond, only stared at his smile, before lifting her vision to meet with his own. So... this young one is going to be my student. Not only that, but he and I will be sharing a night of pleasure usually reserved for lovers under the light of the twin moons. I sense he is trying to 'woo' me like most mortal men do to mortal women. Its half working, if I was not in fact a tad nervous. Its not like this is my first time or any of the sort, but I suppose this is a tad sudden.

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"Working hard... I can do that~" He cooed. He didn't know how the Elf would react to be truthful, but given how they were scheduled to make love under the light of the two moons, he figured he'd get to know her a little as well as lighten up the mood some.


Upon hearing such playful romantic banter, she closed her eyes and bowed her head with a slight smile. She giggled, shaking her head. "You mortals are genuinely childish. I suppose it has to do with how short life is for most humans, your kind enjoys its pleasure with sex." Aurien commented, her head tilting so it lay against Connor's. She remained there for a moment, before her left hand squeezed his lightly.

"I shall find for us a spot to perform the ritual." She explained, before she walked out of his embrace, her hand gently drifting away from his own. She stepped forward and held out her staff in her now free left hand, and began to 'feel' for the location she and the young man would perform the ritual.
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Post  Connor Greyarrow on Fri Jun 15, 2018 2:40 am

He chuckled. "Please, call me Ty-er, Connor." he stammered, upon being called 'Master'. "I'm master of none, though the title is endearing." Connor added. From her expression, he couldn't tell if she was nervous or confused. She seemed at least partially receptive to his forwardness, but then again he was kinda working off nothing. He's only ever made love with one of the faeries, Naavi, now and then since he turned nineteen; and that was only on his birthdays. There was also a few romantic encounters with village women from Kilwood when he was in the area, but it never went to Naavi levels. To him, it had more or less felt rigged.

I still can't rightly remember the nights I've shared with Naavi... being shrunk to their size for a night hazes my memories. He thought, before he realized Aurien was giggling. He blinked, his focus back to her as she commented on how childish he was. "Huh?" He asked, brow raised, as the elf now lay her head upon him. He became flush as an apple, warmth rising to his face as she lay like that for a few moments. He felt nervous, his heart racing a little before she removed herself from his tight embrace, his fingers drifting away from hers.

...Okay now I feel like I'm nineteen again. Connor gulps, feeling suddenly anxious as he stared at her exposed back, tracing her toned muscles with his eyes in the waning afternoon sunlight.

"O-oh okay... so uh... how may I... help with the ritual preparation?" He gulped, running his hand through the hair behind his head, smiling through his sudden anxiety.
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Post  Aurien Loraethore on Fri Jun 15, 2018 2:52 am

She did not turn to face Connor immediately. "There is naught you need to bring, save what you wish to for the cool night air. I will prepare everything else with the aid of the forest spirits." She started, her back still facing him. She then paused, her head bowing somewhat. "However... any wine or fruit should help-" Aurien began, turning around, her body swaying in the fiery light of the afternoon. Her right hand was upon her chest, and her lidded eyes blinked as she stared at him with a seductive intensity. "-I especially favor grapes~" She finished, blushing with a romanticizing smile:



Her subtle breathing motions swayed her hair, her white robes, and her jiggling ample flesh. She was working herself up to bed the young human male, and with the combination of materials she requested for him in mind, was sure the ritual would be a pleasant one to pull off.
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Post  Connor Greyarrow on Fri Jul 20, 2018 2:29 am

Aurien Loraethore wrote:She did not turn to face Connor immediately. "There is naught you need to bring, save what you wish to for the cool night air. I will prepare everything else with the aid of the forest spirits." She started, her back still facing him. She then paused, her head bowing somewhat. "However... any wine or fruit should help-" Aurien began, turning around, her body swaying in the fiery light of the afternoon. Her right hand was upon her chest, and her lidded eyes blinked as she stared at him with a seductive intensity. "-I especially favor grapes~" She finished, blushing with a romanticizing smile:



Her subtle breathing motions swayed her hair, her white robes, and her jiggling ample flesh. She was working herself up to bed the young human male, and with the combination of materials she requested for him in mind, was sure the ritual would be a pleasant one to pull off.

Connor blushed as she turned and made her requests. "Ah...aye... very well." he says smiling gently. "I'm a little lacking for both, so while the sun is still high I'll fetch some from Kilwood. I'll find you when I return." he says before turning to his newly acquired steed. The grey mantled horse was calm under its new master, which was an odd trait. Well... this could be very pleasing evening. I hope I perform well. He thought, before mounting up.

He paused, affixing his father's sword to the side of the saddle. He gave Aurien a broad smile before riding off to Kilwood.
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