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Re: The assorted bits of Aldrakar Renodin's Life
« Reply #30: November 18, 2013, 10:15:12 AM »
The response Aldrakar gave is detailed in the following RP. It was send just after the Assault on Qubel Lighthouse If I recall correctly. Wounded and messed up Aldrakar had to get a scribe to write for him. Enjoy!

Wounded in Port Nebel

Some days ago, nearing a week actually, a messenger had arrived to Aldrakar's tent. He was quite tenacious and even cunning as he used all sorts of legal threats and general niftiness as he managed his way to privately see the Imperial Marshal, Aldrakar.

At one point the messenger even blantently threatened several attendants with a letter opener and a solemn promise that auburn and candle crimson red were made with human blood. When Lady Lucini's insignia was visible to Aldrakar however he had waves his attendants away and even the guards. He had received her letter.. his letter? his letter she had returned to him with the maroon imprint of his kiss on the parchment and the scented seal of her dynasty.

He had kept it, the letter and seal, in a scroll case which he kept in a small lock box. He loathed to have the scent escape or the existence of the letter known to others. It was his secret, their secret in a way. Either way he treasured it and often held the thick paper absentmindedly in his hands as he stared at the night sky when he was alone.

Tonight was such a night.

Earlier that evening Aldrakar had send a small army of scrolls, letters and reports to the mainland. Dictated them as he was still recovering from wounds. He had sustained arrow wounds that not quite punctured his armor but did punch into his flesh as they were stuck in his armor. His hands were grizzled now, raw and a jungle of nicks and small cuts. His face was marred with bruising and his left eyebrow was swollen and sported half a dozen stitches.

He was currently seated on a truly Lurian couch, the kind that allowed one to lay down but still have some back support. Excelent for being fed grapes or lounge as one conversed with friends over a slow meal. Aldrakar hadn't done that much though. He recognized its comfort as it supported his left leg and at the same time allowed him to sit / lay comfortably.

An arrow had likewise found the flesh of his left leg and grazed it. The wound was larger than it should've been. A puncture wound would've been smaller, this was a nasty tear in his flesh. It throbbed but hadn't wept puss fortunately. As Aldrakar brought the scented seal to close to his face he inhaled deeply. Remembering their meeting when he had given her the Oil. Did she smell that now? He wasn't sure but it definitely smelled a million times better than anything else outside of his tent.

Reaching over to grab a small scribe board and parchment he started to write a short message to Lucini.

-I miss you Lucini, war is terrible and I fear I may have become a little bit more ugly. Not that you fell in love just for my good looks though. Right?-

Suppressing a small chuckle Aldrakar's smile quickly warped into a wince as his wounds and bruises protested.

-Soon I'll be in Port Nebel and from there will go to Askileon. I hope that when I arrive some of my wounds will have healed enough to hold a certain someone in my arms. That is if she would be there when I arrive. I don't want to tell you about my time here on Nebel Island. All I'll say is that your seal and love kept me alive.-

Feeling his resolve crumble and his mind grow dark Aldrakar resolved to end the already short letter.

-I'll be at your side soon Love.-

He folded the parchment twice and then handed it to a soldier. One of the few that was still relatively healthy. ''Take some of the gold on that table and make sure this letter finds its way to Lady Lucini of Giask.'' He held the trusted soldier's eye for a moment before returning to his star gazing.

''Yes m'lord, from your hand to Lady Lucini of Giask. It shall be done.'' The soldier intoned dutifully before turning smartly and departing.


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Re: The assorted bits of Aldrakar Renodin's Life
« Reply #31: November 18, 2013, 10:18:15 AM »
Some few more letter were exchanged between Lucini and Aldrakar but the day was drawing closer that the two would finally meet again. Forces from Luria had to refit and that meant Aldrakar would be in Askileon soon. Lucini wasted no time.

Written by the player of Lucini, Talratheon Family

Lucini's Personal ferry docked to at the royal pier of Askileon, that banner of the Imperial Conciliator it was a unique ship, unlike the ship of merchants or soldiers. A few guardsmen and sailor stood at the top keeping watching guard as the gang way opened and the signature black and gilded gold carriage within slowly exited led by white mares of Outer Giask, their hooves clomping against the wooden deck then short against the hard cobblestone pier. Inside the carriage Lady Lucini, peered out towards the sea from the window almost in hopes of seeing the ship of the Imperial Marshal.

But alas there was nothing, she had arrived early and before him and was almost grateful since it would give her time to situate her living situation. Flanking the four corners of her carriage were her Justicars on horseback, two more riding on the back of the carriage and two on the front leading the horses to their destination. Askileon being a slightly smaller city than Giask it didn't take long to arrive to the Royal Palace, pulling to a stop Lucini waited for the carriage door to opened before taking the hand of her guardsman.

He helped her out of the carriage as he soon released her hand once her balance was attained. She looked about, squinting her eyes to the bearing of the bright yellow sun of the coast and looking at the palace. Escorted by her guardsmen she entered the palace and towards the royal apartments particularly her own as she turned to one of her guards. "Await by the pier at my ferry, when the Imperial Marshal arrives let him know I'm within Askileon and then quickly make haste to me to inform me of his arrival."

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Re: The assorted bits of Aldrakar Renodin's Life
« Reply #32: November 18, 2013, 10:20:22 AM »
And of course the response RP. To horse! Distance is Noooo.. Problem!

Ride

It was late in the evening that the hunger stricken crew made port in Askileon. The night held that familiar chill that hinted at winter but it was quickly forgotten as the men worked hard to bring the ship in. All they really wanted was to get off the damned ship and to get food.

The skyline of the city was a mirage of shadows and lights. Laughter on the wind and graceful silhouettes in the dark, Askileon never really slept. The harbor bell rang as Aldrakar's ship, the Imperial Marshals vessel was safely secure. A whistle joined it and soon followed by the clatter of hooves as message of his arrival was reported.

Lucini's servant was keen to notice this as well. He hurried along to the ship and as soon as he spotted Aldrakar himself he left a written note. A note that detailed the location of Lucini and her request to see him. Perhaps not written down but he definitely voiced it. A weary smile appeared on Aldrakar's face as he absorbed the news. ''Lucini'' the word softly whispered as it escaped his lips.

His short lived moment of happiness disturbed by the handful of soldiers emerging from the ship after him. Some still in bandages and many of them famished. Wasting no time Aldrakar gave his sergeant 2 solid coins of gold and told him to look after the men. Himself he commandeered a horse, a brown one that looked jet black during the night.

The streets were filled with noises but added to them was the clattering of hooves from a battle torn warrior urging his horse on faster and faster. His destination clear for he took the most direct route to the palace, the palace and the woman he loved.

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Re: The assorted bits of Aldrakar Renodin's Life
« Reply #33: November 18, 2013, 10:21:22 AM »
This led to Lucini being rushed which is all good fun in my opinion hehe.

Hurry

Lucini was very happy, though not for Aldrakar since that news hadn't reached her ears yet but rather for a different man. One who sat in the dungeons that she had waited for, the man who had slandered her former liege lord. One who once served the interests of the empire but now fought against it first with the Vesperians and now with the D'Harans. He was a consistent thorn in the side of Lucini and the Empire and she was eager to get to him. She smiled with a pleased expression when she read the letter and only looked to the door as it burst open.

Standing there was her guardsman she sent to the pier to look out for the Imperial Marshal, he was out of breathing attempting to both speak and gesture his pardon. "Well.. you have something to report?" she asked curiously as it took him a few more seconds to suck in enough air to speak coherently. He quickly made it known the Imperial Marshal's ship arrived and he was last seen on horseback riding towards the palace, Lucini stood quickly looking at her self and shooing away the guardsman and rushing from the office to her bedroom and summoning her lady in wait to attend to her.

"Quick.. set out refreshments..hell, I need a better dress.." Being caught in a nightgown wasn't the most pleasing thing in her opinion though she did consider Aldrakar to care, but it wouldn't stop her from changing anyway...

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Re: The assorted bits of Aldrakar Renodin's Life
« Reply #34: November 18, 2013, 10:24:04 AM »
As their meeting drew closer the RP's became more detailed and I suppose both writers tried to offer one another time to sculpt the setting etc. Really courteous and excellent form form.

The door

The night stretched on as it revealed its most bright stars in the sky above as Aldrakar rode on towards the palace. In the streets of the never truly sleeping city of Askileon several obscure shapes of men and women scurried away from the menace that was the rider in worn noble clothing. The hooves of his steed ringing of the cobble of the street and bouncing of the walls of the dwellings he passed.

A spooked troupe of the night's watch shouted him to halt, to stop but he heeded them not and in the dead of night they had no means to pursue or to trap him. Aldrakar paid them no attention, the palace was in sight. The braziers like beacons and the opulent spires like fingers of a hand reaching for the dreams that hung high in the sky. A fierce smile took hold of his face and he urged his mount on, faster!

Danger was as always ever present and especially so during nighttime. Like a cloaked man it stalked Aldrakar. Riding hard through narrow streets was like inviting danger. Tonight though, the cloaked man waved him on, seemingly wishing him well.

Arriving at the palace Aldrakar dismounted with a jump, his knees bending as they absorbed the impact of landing. Palace guards emerged from the gates and with them 2 servants. One to inquire who he was and the second to take his horse. Aldrakar Flashed his imperial ring, the one of his office and in a soft and soothing voice told them his name. The palace guards stood to attention but eyed one another questioningly. Where was Aldrakar's personal guard? the question hung palpable in the air around them. Aldrakar chuckled and told them the truth. They were in the taverns, in the inns and in warm beds not quite alone he guessed.

With that he pushed past them and left his horse to the servants. His feet eagerly taking him up the steps of the palace towards the great gate and through it. He hurried through the dimly lit corridors and like a young man did so with a cats grace a less dignity than he should've. The smile never from his face and even as he burst through sleepy groups of overworked servants he never lost much speed.

Quick approaching the chambers of the Imperial Conciliator Aldrakar slowed his step. Sudden apprehension blooming from his head throughout his body. He halted, his hands reaching and combing through his blond hair that he smoothed back. Would Lucini be inside? Did she have separate chambers than these official ones? Should he ask a servant?
A grin conquered his face as he realized his silliness and strode boldly towards the door. His chest heaving as it tried to content his body with enough air, his cheeks flushed with exertion and his white teeth shining a pearly shade in the glow of candles. He knocked on the door and waited for what seemed like an eternity.


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Re: The assorted bits of Aldrakar Renodin's Life
« Reply #35: November 18, 2013, 10:25:59 AM »
Now I have to admit, I am not good at this kind of thing. The romantic writing. The lavish amount of detail and all that. To my surprise I discovered the other writer was quite skilled at this, details.

The greeting

With the rush of haste her lady in wait and her servants worked ferociously to strip away the night gown, leaving her nude as they quickly dressed her in a brassiere, under dress and finally the kirtle and noble dress in her usual colors of black and gold fabrics, a mixture of velvet and wool to provide warmth during the cool airs of the fall. Within the parlor the servants set down on the table the empty silver goblets and pitcher of wine and cold water along with a table set up to the side with a basin atop of it filled with rose water and clan rags off to the side should her guest wish to clean themselves to make themselves more presentable.

Dishes of quick made cheese cubes, crackers, pastries, and sliced smoked ham and  sliced roast beef was set out for them. Many of the servants looking puffy faced having been woken up for the occasion. Yet none of them would dare protest her ladyship when she made such a request as this so abruptly. With the quick knock at the door one of her guardsmen who flanked the inside of the door would move to open it looking over Aldrakar and recognize him, making way for the Imperial Marshal, both of them giving him a respectful bow of their heads as a servant soon approached Aldrakar.

"Welcome Imperial Marshal, Lady Talratheon is merely freshening up please feel free to make use of the basin and a helping of refreshments in the parlor. She shouldn't be long." He said timidly before bowing his head as well while retreating respectfully. There would be a few minutes before Lucini emerged but soon the doors from her personal quarters she was dressed a comfortable yet elegant evening gown, the neck flanked with black fox fur stole. She looked to Aldrakar with a half smile, her green eyes looking him up and down before looking over to her guardsmen and servants giving them a nod of dismissal.

They soon left the parlor, leaving the two alone with the only sound being that of the crackling flames in the braziers of the room and the scent the cheese, meats and wine. Lucini giggled a noticeable tear leaving her eye as she looked to the side to be sure of their isolation. "My love.. you look a mess." She approached him quite unfearful of the dirty armor or the scent he brought from a long voyage on the sea and looked up to the more taller male. Reaching up she placed a hand to his face and smiled a bit longer. "But a handsome mess."


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Re: The assorted bits of Aldrakar Renodin's Life
« Reply #36: November 18, 2013, 10:28:40 AM »
Continued! I have to admit though that this was probably me chickening out a bit. However! in my defense we did have a war to fight. You know, refit, return, battle! A warriors life is so simple compared to a romantic love life.

The Call

Feeling the touch of Lucini's hand on his face took the last of the trepidation out of his body as his breathing settled. Aldrakar ignored the passing of the servants as they left the parlor as he only had eyes for Lucini.

The armor he wore was a leather cuirrass and legguards made of hard leather. It wasn't fancy in any regard other than that it was of good quality. Under the layers of leather armor he wore a loose blouse of cream white linnen that was visible on his arms as it sprouted from the cuirrass. His shoulders were drapped in a dark brown, heavy cotton cloak that was neatly tailored to his frame.

As silence descended on the couple Aldrakar lifted his hand and placed it over hers. Moving it to his lips and kissed it. ''No tears my love. I'm alive and not a shade yet.'' The scent of rose water reached his nostrils and with it the contrast that was his own odor. He gave Lucini an apologetic look as he released her hand and looked to the baisin of water.

Remaining in place for a short moment as if in indecision Aldrakar's face enriched with a smile as he spread his arms and took Lucini into his embrace. Holding her close he said through the locks of her raven hair ''A few steps is too far away to be from you now. The water can wait.''

A stern set of knocks on the parlor door interupted their embrace though. ''Imperial Marshal Aldrakar? M'Lord?!'' A gruff and penetrating voice invaded their space. ''What?..'' Aldrakar said in an annoyed and somehwat dangerous voice. ''M'lord, just received report that there is a huge warhost of D'haran's Fissoans and Barcans outside of Port Nebel. The Marshals have called a general assembly. We must leave for Port Nebel Sir!''

Sighing and visibly flexing the muscle cords in his neck and jaw Aldrakar looked defiantly at the door, as if a sworn enemy. ''I'll be at the ship in the morning.'' A short silence stretched as there was no reply. ''...Understood Sir!'' A quick succession of footfalls could be heard trailing away from the parlor door and Aldrakar and Lucini were alone again.

Aldrakar felt the first tentative tendrils of anger stretch out through his body but tried to calm his mind and succeeded when he looked into Lucini's eyes. ''I'm sorry my love.''


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« Reply #37: November 18, 2013, 10:30:20 AM »
Continued once more! I have to say though, this RP quite blew me away. The sheer volume of emotions poured into the words. It moved me. I couldn't just let this be the end.

Her face

Lucini felt at ease with Aldrakar finally before her, too long if questions and fear of his death flowing through her mind to sit at ease. Feeling his hand upon hers, then his lips pressed to it in a kiss, she smiled a bit brighter now as her other hand pressed to his chest feeling the leather armor. Her fingers faintly running over the rough exterior and finally to his linen covered arm. Her eyes simply looked over his features with adoration while he deliberated the use of the basin. She chuckled at his final reasoning as she added, "You smell of a man my love, a soldier, a warrior.. I wouldn't seek for you to wash that away on my account."

Her voice spoke with a soft tone of submissiveness to him, a strange tone from the Imperial Conciliator though right now she wasn't that feared judge, she was a Lady, his Lady.  Her eyes shot to the door with an equal amount of annoyance and frustration when the knocks came about and she heard the news and was quiet, her hands still upon Aldraker as he informed the messenger of his commands. Lucini felt the sting of disappointment as the news came and it showed heavily on her expression.

When he looked back to her and apologized, she smiled a forced one albeit and returned her hand to the side of his face, running her fingers through his hair. "We serve the great Empire my love, it is our burden... sometimes I talk too much.." She said growing quiet and looking over his features with her green gaze before suddenly leaning up on the tips of her toes, while pulling his head down and kissing him firm;y on the lips. She held the kiss for about three seconds before pulling away and smiling. "D'Harans will pay for this disturbance."

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« Reply #38: November 18, 2013, 10:34:14 AM »
!Warning! I feel I should, I'm obliged. Corny-ness ahead. I discussed prior to any continuation of the RP with the player of Lucini about what was acceptable and what wasn't. I'm not familiar with any form of explicit RP and well to be fair I don't want to find what happens when someone presses that VULGAR button at the bottom of posts. So I explained how I rather not go into too much detail and rather just let it blur into emotions. Agreement was reached and I'll post the results here. Enjoy.

The Kiss

Lucini's words fell away, tumbling like water from a waterfall. yet there was no thunder, the waterfall was entirely forgotten when Aldrakar felt Lucini's lips pressed against his. His heart surged and his limbs filled with warmth as he felt lust bloom through his body. When she stepped back he looked down on her but saw no small woman. He looked deep into her eyes as he stepped close to her again like with their kiss.

Gazing down into her eyes his head made small adjustments as he looked over her face, admiring it for what it was. Not just the person but the body. His eyes left the soft features of her face and slid down to her neck and beheld her shoulders. A soft noise of approval escaped his throat.

Leaning his head down to her neck and moving his hands so that one was held on her lower back and the other cradled her face as he brushed his lips along her neck. Kissing it softly and smelling the perfect scents of her body. His one hand wandering the space of her lower back and slightly beyond.

The wandering hand guided her as much as the rest of his body as he spied out the direction for the bed that surely must exist in the parlor. Lifting his head a moment only to whisper into her ear with a low and heavy voice ''Morning is far away love and I've had a rich imagination.''

Joy mixed with love but in turn was overruled by lust and a rooted desire to need, to have, to take. Many noises of greedy pleasure and anticipation escaped Aldrakar's lips.

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« Reply #39: November 18, 2013, 10:36:28 AM »
Continued !Warning! Nothing more to it really. Read on if you like.

The Chamber
( I entirely forgot to credit the Player of Lucini the last 3 posts but I'm kinda certain you've figured it out by now. This one is by Lucini)

It was a bold move she made and she wasn't sure how it would go with the man, and while she felt prepared for any reaction her heart leapt in anticipation of what this could lead to. Her lips pressed together and formed a small and innocent smile, she looked up to into his eyes with a gaze of transparency. When he stepped close and soon felt his hand reach to her lower back and the other cradling her face, she leaned her face into his hand lightly.

She took in the smell of the sea and his sweat with an almost admiration for it, as his lips pressed to her neck kissing it she let out a soft and shuddered breath. Her hand moved to the neck line of his leather armor, the other cupping around the back of his head, her fingers digging into his hair and pulled him closer to her. Her body became warm and flush with excitement when his hand explored slightly beyond she gave no indication of rebellion or disapproval.

She could see his wandering eyes when he finally pulled back and she smiled seductively, softly biting her lower lip as she turned her head ever so slightly to the door behind her where her chambers laid. Then turned in time to hear those words whispered in her ear, and she smiled whispering into his ear as well but first biting his ear lobe playfully. "Then I say we put our imaginations to work my love.. and collaborate until morning."

She too had been desiring this for a long time, since they'd processed their love to one another and she began to see him as more than a friend, more than a marshal. She leaned back a bit to catch his lips with hers again with a soft kiss then moving her hand from his hair and grasping the one upon her face and pulled away entirely pulling him along by hand towards her bedroom. The door wasn't far  and when she reached it she grabbed the handle and opened it pulling him inside with her before closing it and locking the latch.

She turned to him smiling her hands reaching to the bodice of her dress as her hands began undoing the side laces, carefully and yet rushed.

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« Reply #40: November 18, 2013, 10:39:28 AM »
Continued !Warnings! All around! This part is Aldrakar's perception and coincidentally also my conclusion of the event. I don't think there is anything Vulgar in it but you know, It has a certain level of Corny-ness to it. Bewarned and thread lightly.

The act of Love

Sensations rushed through Aldrakar as he tasted, felt, smelled and foremost saw Lucini. The short journey to her chambers was like a wonderful mirage that made his senses keen like when in battle. He wanted it all now,. Feeling his groin harden as Lucini pulled him into her room and disentangled herself from him.

He licked his lips as he watched her for a short moment as she started to undo the lace of the bodice, his eyes sharp and he greedily took spied out the contours of her body. His hands moved swiftly to unbelt the straps that held his leather cuirass in place. A firm tug saw the leather release its grip on his torso and with a heave he pulled it over his head before he carelessly discarded it to the right. Unable to resist himself he looked at Lucini as her attire was shed like petals of a flower, each item of clothing allowing more of her figure to be seen. A rush of blood made his face redder and his throat dry so that he swallowed.

A trail, a short trail of armor saw Aldrakar in a loose linnen blouse that could almost be seen as a tunic in lenth. It outlined his muscular frame, that of a man still young. Even in the gloom of the bedchamber the linnen held its mild transparent quality. The neck a V cut and from it bulding shoulder muscles were exposed that entirely conspired with the cords of muscle in his neck to undo the blouse every time he turned his head.

Standing with only the cream white blouse revealed several short scars on his legs. one more pinkish than the rest. His arms were free from such markings save for a long white line that could hint at an old laceration on his left arm. With a simple gesture Aldrakar undid himself of the bothersome blouse and as it was pulled over his head and thrown away into a random corner his grinning or rather smiling face showed itself again among a shower of golden hairs as they found their rightfull place hanging down to his shoulders.

That night Aldrakar forgot the world. He was lost in his lover and the love he felt for her. The bed was soft and its pillows were supreme but they were rubbish compared to the softness of Lucini's body, her hips, her breasts and her hands. In the gloom he beheld her body as she arched, as she moved and as she clutched him. Often times he cradled her or supported her with his arms that bore a sunskissed color from campaigning on the Tomb Islands but hardly ever noticed the stark difference of their skin colors. Her's being pale and his being tan, like marble and bronze.

For all his warrior attire and propagated fighter and leadership ability Aldrakar was a gentle lover, he tried to be at least at first but rather was taken to become passionate often times. His young body chiseled by training and war, his chest sporting little hair as it would chaffe against the pressing armor and in their coils of lovemaking an onlooker could perhaps wonder at their age but such never once entered Aldrkar's mind. He submerged entirely into the act of love that he and Lucini were engaged in.

Come morning, warm and welcome rays of sunlight gently touched Aldrakar's cheeks. He groaned softly as his eyelids were teased by the sun. He lifted his hand to pull the blanket over his face. As he did so he awoke with a slight start. His fingers lifted from a most pristine and warm surface, a soft and yet hard nub rubbed against his fingers and then he realised his face was halfly burried in black hair, it smelled wonderful. Opening his eyes he beheld Lucini's smaller body nestled against him. He had his arm around her back with his hand resting on her chest. He couldn't help but grin at the thought and realisation. A content feeling washed over him and he sank back into his pillow and hid his face in the tangle that was her hair.

-Knock, knock knock!- ''Mistress? I have prepared your morning meal for you.. and a bit extra.'' Came a formal female voice that held a hint of glee at the end of the sentence. ''The door was locked so I resolved to leave it out here. Its warm food Mistress and I'll prepare your clothing now. I'll leave them in the Antechamber.'' The voice died away but in its place soft foodsteps could be heard, a closet door opening and the rustle of fabric.

With one eye open Aldrakar couldn't help but share the glee he had percieved and let out a soft chuckle.

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« Reply #41: November 18, 2013, 10:42:12 AM »
Continued Warning! Lucini's perction incoming. Most revealing but not in graphical way mind you. It actually had me silenced for a while, like ''Really?!'' Naturally Aldrakar had to be played the dumb guy. Guys are always dumb. Ask any woman.

Lucini - Writen by the player of Lucini of course, Talratheon Family.

Her bodice and dress was fairly difficult to take off as quickly as armor but her hands moved with experience as he stripped away the bodice and let the dress fall to her feet as she stood there in nothing more than a long flowing white chemise. Her eyes never left the sight of her lover before her, even as he pulled away the armor and set it aside, she raised her left foot back first unlacing the boot and pulling it off before doing the same with the other.

Her bare feet touching the cold floor that sent a slight shiver through her body, and yet she looked him over and took vision of his muscled body, the youthful figure and she smiled at his blush and approached him being forced to look up slightly given her much shorter stature. She bit her lower lip and pulled the chemise over her head and let it fall to the floor standing there, quite petite and her complexion a pale alabaster. The only marks upon her flesh being that of a light pink slash over her fore arm and in her shoulder, long healed.

Lucini smiled looking at his naked frame now and let his hands run up the muscles of her chest, before leaning close and whispering softly. "I am a bit frightened... but I want you more than my fear will disallow." She confessed before moving past him and sitting on the bed, slowly scooting back bit by bit before laying back and smiling to him, "Come my love.. take claim of what is yours." She taunted and flirted to him.

Lucini didn't much care about anything other than her lover that night, not Justice, not the war nor the consistent tow of prisoners under her purview. It was both a pleasurable and painful night as she became the submissive force under his might, she took him in and nearly all aspect during the night, his smell, his body, among others. With her own inexperience in this field of love, she did her best to be an accommodating lover to him.

She wasn't sure how long they had made love nor how late it was before she fell asleep but despite the pain of lost virginity, she slept quite peacefully only for it to be disturbed by knocking on her chamber door. Her eyelids slowly parted giving way to the green eyes that groggily began to look about and gain her bearings. She moved to sit up but was stopped when she felt Aldrakar's  hand on her chest then listened to her lady in wait. She groaned softly feeling the after pain last night, she reached down taking his hand and kissed it softly. "If she knocks again.. please kill her... I jest, I wish you didn't have to leave this morning."

Lucini stated softly moving her own hair from her face as she scooted back against him, despite the soreness.

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« Reply #42: November 18, 2013, 10:44:39 AM »
Continued. But here there is no need really for warning of any kind. Just some silly Aldrakaring. It is kinda the conclusion of the string of RPs. Aldrakar has to return to the war-front and Lucini has to tend to the Justice department. Kinda curious combination. Judge and General in love.

To kill or not to kill.

Feeling Lucini stir and move closer to him prompted Aldrakar to hold her closer with the one arm he had free to hold her with. His eyes peering at the door for a moment until the obvious sounds of activity started to vanish from behind it. ''Kill her?'' A short pauze ensued. ''She'll die at once!'' He proclaimed as he lifted his torso into an upright sitting position. Snatching up one of the pillow he accurately threw it at the door in a fluent motion. The pillow arched lazily through the air before crashing against the door. Aldrakar looked down at the beautiful huddle that was Lucini under the blankets. ''Death by pillow.. first attempt seems to be a failure.''

Leaning down towards her face Aldrakar wanted to plant a kiss on her cheek but found his path blocked by jet black hair. Brushing them aside with his hand it felt natural to him to simply guide her face to turn to his before kissing her tenderly on the lips. His blue eyes only showing themselves after the kiss was completed. Ignoring the second part of her inquery ''Attempt two shall be succesful, I swear it.'' Aldrakar withdrew entirely and pushed himself off from the bed and stood up.

In the sneaking rays of sunlight that had penetrated the curtains Aldrakar strode naked towards the door. ''I'm certain this pillow will be a lethal murder weapon. Look at the cutting edge on it!'' He proffesed in mock amazement as he snatched the pillow up again with a simple display of agility as he bend down to grab it with one extended arm while keeping his legs straight.

Unlocking and then opening the door of the bedchamber Aldrakar held the pillow up menacingly as he strode boldly out of the room. A sound of something soft landing some distance away could be heard and soon was followed by Aldrakar entering the room again. This time however he carried a tray of morning foods. A steaming teapot and several fried pieces of meat and egg. Warm, aromatic bread and several other items not quite visible at first glance. He set the tray down at the end of the bed where he had taken seat.

''You'll have to come and get it if you want any of this.'' He said in a teasing manner but also with an undertone of truth. His hands ripped apart a piece of bread in twine and saw both of them decorated with some of the red fried meat. Bringing the first part to his mouth and eating it he set the second aside in lucini's general direction. Munching on the food Aldrakar looked at the origin of the sunlight and quietly contemplated for a short time. His eyes looked over to Lucini while turning his head to her with a small smile. His mouth was too full to actually properly speak and the thought almost made him laugh out loud.

An annoying fact wormed its way into his mind and with it his demeanor turned more business-like. He got up from the bed and started to collect his clothes. Arranging them in a sloppy manner he started to dress. After getting into his trousers and fastening his belt he looked up at Lucini. ''The ship will set sail soon. I'll have to hurry.''

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« Reply #43: November 24, 2013, 10:25:10 PM »
Hey again. Yes this time I got something entirely different for you. No more smooching or anything like that. Raw battle this time! As I wrote this RP about the battle at Nebel I got entirely carried away. It became way too long but I just rolled with it. Let it be long if my inspiration to write continues. Here is the result of that inspiration. I try to do the other players justice in my RP's in accordance to what the battle reports details and asked for their opinions at the end of the RP via an OOC message attached.

First days of Winter

It was days since anyone enjoyed a hearty meal. Now with the cold of winter in the air the men and woman of Port Nebel longed even more for a full, steaming plate of food. Dogs were but a memory already, cats long gone and the only game left in the streets were the rodents. Their tricky ways had saved them so far but many a desperate soul had taken to rat hunting. The streets looked empty now, people couldn't leave the city and neither could anyone really reach it. D'haran soldiers with the occasional Fissoan company had formed a warhost that camped outside the city walls.

The previous morning the Lurian Soldiers had emptied the city. They had marched through the western gate under the curious gaze of the common born people of the port. Were they deserting them to starve? Did they leave a dying city? Questions they dared not ask anymore. Riots had been ruthlessly put down. By the sword and by the spear were the people of Port Nebel brought to heel.

At the front of the Lurian warhost rode the Emperor of Luria himself, his Imperial Majesty Seoras Madigan Nifelleisca. A short distance behind the man rode Aldrakar. He quietly reflected on the hardships of hunger and the siege they had endured so far in Port Nebel. Atop a brown horse he rode next to Lord Marshal Amyclas who was to lead  the coming battle. The man was impressive of build and had a widely known taste for blood, for battle.

Even though the three of them had regularly spoken and at length there was little indication of friendliness and much of formality and proper conduct. The Lurian soldiers that marched with them were hungry, not for vengeance but mainly just hungry for food. From that anger often sprouted which in turn was directed at the D'harans. It was a nasty situation that didn't sit well with Aldrakar and he guessed neither with the other nobles, be they Lurian or otherwise.

The future battlefield upon which they would fight lay before them as they trudged down the muddy road. Snow didn't really form this far to the south of Dwilight but still the clouds overhead conspired to inundate the land in cold rain. The day was grey, the sun far removed from thought and the fields of Nebel long bereft of tranquility.

The D'haran camp was ahead, they had naturally known the Lurians would sally forth at some point. Expected it perhaps, planned? The natives of Nebel stayed indoors and waited till the violence of nobles past them by. That was really all they could hope for. The D'harans brought many infantry with them. Line upon line of shield and sword or spear awaited the Lurians. The faces of D'haran shields linked with the occasional Fissoan shield as they moved to present a shieldwall to the approaching Lurian attackers.

His Imperial Majesty rode off to the side to look out over at the forces arrayed against his warriors. The Marshals followed him. Amyclas who would lead the fight for the Lurians, Idesbald, the previous Imperial Marshal of Luria and Aldrakar the current. A few quiet words were spoken and the Emperor assented with his Marshals. The forces were drawn up in battle formation. Aldrakar knew a moment of surprise as the Emperor took up position with his loyal spearmen. Not only because Seoras would participate but also because the Emperor choose to fight in a forward position within the army.

Aldrakar himself left his horse with the servants and stood with his shieldguard. Men he had been with for years by now. Swordsmen each and all. It wasn't Aldrakar alone that stood bravely with the Emperor that day. Great warriors of Luria where among the army. Some of the names that stood out were Kamron Lorganson, Robert De la Gardie and Eddard Huntington.

The rain had stopped since an hour past. The grey of clouds had never left the skies and the two hosts faced one another on the muddy plains of Nebel. Boots covered with dirt already, greaves stained with mud and faces red from the biting wind. Lord Marshal Amyclas rode ahead of the Army as he delivered a short speech. Colorful in his descriptions and full of rough humor. The soldiers of Luria grinned and gave a cheer for their Marshal. A keen observer might've discerned a private look the Marshals and Emperor exchanged.

Bodies transformed into units of moving steel, leather and fabric as the armies began to move towards one another. The D'harans and their Fissoan comrades kept their ground. They stayed in close formation and kept their shields close to their bodies. Ready to take the impact of Lurian aggression. The sound of crunching wed soil underneath the soles of his boots rose up to Aldrakar's ears and he tried to focus on that sound. He tried to ward his mind against fear, against love, Lucini's face skirted past his mind's eye but was quickly locked away in the depths of his mind.

As visors were lowered and banners held more erectly faceless men let out roaring battle cries as they started to charge. The D'haran formation resolved its unity and held firm. They were wise to do so for a hail, not from the clouds or heavens, descended upon them. Hundreds of arrows shot from Lurian Bows pounded onto the D'haran formation. Many shields held but the lesser of their kind gave way and got punctured. The first screams of pain, anger and shock were torn from the D'harans as the Lurian arrows ripped into them. Not once, not twice but many more waves washed over them. They never gave an inch.

The Imperial Banner was among the first to crash into the Shieldwall. A raging beast of spears and armor battered at the shields and defenders of D'hara. Quick to join them was Amyclas who with his superb warriors, handpicked for their loyalty, gave a deadly display of swordsmanship as they hacked at their enemies.

As the initial crash of steel and blood passed did Aldrakar perceive an opening, a waning moment he seized. Together with Idesbald and Kamron they rushed the weak point in the D'haran formation and like a hammer smashed through the shieldwall. Wildly screaming Kamron dismembered a Fissoan man at arms and kicked the stunned man to the ground. With deadly accuracy Idesbald leapt to Kamrons aid as he drove his sword deep into the guts of a D'haran spearman. Parrying the spear before he did so. With their valiant action Aldrakar was able to move on ahead and press the advantage.

Only half a dozen steps past his noble allies was Aldrakar faced with a colorful and masterfully armored foe. His own face in wonder at the craftsmanship but one he couldn't maintain for long as the D'haran swung his weapon at Aldrakar. One sweep, aimed high at his head. Another at his thigh and them the mightly warrior rushed forwards to drive the point of his weapon through Aldrakar's chest. panic rushing through him for a heartbeat Aldrakar jerked his body to the right and angled his own sword to meet his attacker.

The Margrave of Chesland, Gaidin Sorandil gave an unnatural sound as he sped past Aldrakar. The flaming broadsword Aldrakar employed nearly ripped from his grasp with the force of Gaidin stumbling to the ground, splashing mud over his wondrous armor. There was no time to check who it was or even to deliver a finishing blow. Gaidin’s weapon failed to touch Aldrakar and was hurt in turn. A man down was a man out of the fight and the fight was still very much going on.

The Lurians were overrunning the D'haran shieldwall. It was clear to all in hindsight perhaps. Too many Lurians and too few Fissoan's to assist the D'harans. Arrows had found the new Prime Minister of D'hara. A shot fired from Tanin Levine, a young Lurian Knight with a promising future surely.

As the battle raged on Kamron was seen in all his battle furry as he took on way too many enemies at once then any sane man would and managed to kill or drive them off with furious blows! Weapons rained down on him but harmlessly bounced off his armor or were expertly dodged or parried. Idesbald continued his killer discipline and held the center of the Lurian infantry together. Lord Marshal Amyclas wasn't seen much but from all the unseen places screams rose intermingled with maniacal laughter.

While fighting Aldrakar couldn't help but feel dread at the thought of finding Soren Argent. The Price-at-Arms of Fissoa. He had grown to like the man and both had come to noble understanding on how to conduct warfare. If only they never had to fight one another. This day was kind enough to never reveal either of them to the other. The same couldn't be said for Rynn JeVondair.

Still punching through D'haran lines like the trust of a masterwork spearhead through a feeble shield Aldrakar's Shieldguard came upon one of the Royals of D'hara. Momentum drove the two bodies of men together and neither backed down. Stubborn pride drove both sides to viscous fighting and the flaming sword of Aldrakar found its mark again. Rynn managed to parry a string of precision strokes aimed at his armpits and lower leg. The two were a ray of sunshine in a downpour of brawling as the two fought man to man for two dozen heartbeats.

Their fight was interrupted as so much fighting is in mass melee. They were crushed together by the sheer weight of other combatants around them. When they untangled Rynn let out a yelp of pain or was it a cry? There was too much noise to tell but it was clear he had no heart to continue their fight. Rynn limped away as he cradled one of his limbs, blood pouring from a wound.

After that the battle became a slaughter. The D'harans and few Fissoans were overrun, butchered as they refused to surrender and the day had true reason to be grim again, save for the season of winter.

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« Reply #44: November 24, 2013, 10:39:59 PM »
Right after that last RP I decided it would be good to write another one! I know addict. When inspiration holds just let it flow I suppose.  Aldrakar is follower of the Bloodstars, the main religion on Dwilight. Here you can see him praying after the battle against the D'harans in Nebel.

After battle

With another battle on Nebel island concluded and more faithful departed from this world Aldrakar moved away from the carnage. The battlefield was littered with D'haran dead. They had fought bravely but ultimately their shieldwall was shattered and with nearly only infantry it quickly turned to slaughter.

Blood had cooled quickly in the season of winter even without the promise of snow as was the climate in the south. His armor stained from shin to chest in the crimson sticky stuff and his hair glued to his scalp with sweat Aldrakar tried to find a quiet spot. A solemn tree would do he reckoned.

Getting down on one knee with some difficulty Aldrakar raised his sword in front of him and planted its tip into the soil. His armor sporting quite a few dents and deformities he was lucky to be spared serious injury. In this state he murmured a prayer to the bloodstars that cast their gazes out over the landscape as they rose in the night-sky.