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Post by Lovely on Jan 27, 2018 9:07:52 GMT -5
"Give me back my child" Haven shrieked likeva banshee as she attempted to reach the arms of her child. At least it was assumed to be the infant was young. Haven's neck was tied and held like noose towards what seemed to Forelock soldiers that armor was uncanny. "Why brother why are you doing this?" Behind her a clicking sound could be heard a noise done from someone's mouth. She turned to look the man had long hair flowing to his side. The king of Forelock...why was he making this trade with her brother why did they need her. "You're going to grant me wonders queen I have a task for you and I can assure you, you will be safe"
Haven shot up her body covered in cold sweat her hand no longer holding Shane's but was sent to her neck touching where the chain held on her like a leash. Could she have left a child with those evil people. She was full of questions and it seemed as she got to other places more mysteries were getting solved.
The wind clashed against the ship causing it to rock. She could smell it in the air that a storm was going to happen. She got out of bed. Looking down to Shane who seemed to still be asleep she knew he much needed this. She walked away. Heading to the surface it was still dark and the working men were no longer working a few passengers hung around. The darkness seemed go creep closer. That's the thing about the darkness it cloaked most of Esfrodant, Forelock and Treset. As a matter of fact Treset never saw sun, daylight, lights omly night time rarely and darkness.
She hated it there. She was a person who thrived for light and now it seemed that their journey took them here. She looked at her hand. Remembering that it was held, she was happy then but why now was she said. She shook the thought away looking out to the storm slowly approaching.
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Post by smg9000 on Jan 27, 2018 9:29:45 GMT -5
Sailors rushed around the deck tethering down important crates and objects as everyone was working hard to get things ready for the oncoming storm. A sailor looked at Haven and approached her. "My lady, you will be a lot safer under deck. It is just a little storm, nothing to be worried about we know what we are doing." The Sailor said before going back to work.
Flames surrounded Shane, a village was burning all around him. People were screaming and dying around him but Shane didn't feel scared but empowered. Shane had his blade drawn which was drenched in blood. Blasts of sound went off in the distance as a demonic looking man worked with a Tiefling woman with a Glaive to take care of the defenses. There was a wave of cold to Shane's right as Liz froze people solid and looked at Shane with a bit of regret but also a deep joy in what they were doing. Shane then looked to his left and a tall elvish man with long blonde hair and noble green eyes cleaned blood of a rapier he just used is slay a mother and infant child. He then put a warm caring hand on Shane's shoulder, "It's alright Shane we are here, we have your back."
Shane woke up looking around quickly in fear before calming himself down knowing he was safe. He was on a ship with Haven. He looked around and saw no sign of the woman he was sleeping next to. Shane sat up and stretched his neck has he began to do up his shirt.
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Post by Lovely on Jan 27, 2018 9:42:24 GMT -5
"I'm sorry you're right" she nodded in agreeing with the sailors. They knew their job and she had to listen to their wishes. She proceeded to the bottom of the deck. Something about this storm was calling her. She opened the door to their bedroom and saw that Shane was sitting down and buttoning his shirt. She had a small smile across her lips. "It's still late in the night...i had to go grab some fresh air, there's a storm coming I can feel it" she could because the storm was calling out to her. Perhaps a spirit or one of the goddesses beckoning for her. She couldn't point it out just yet, "the sailors seem to be in a hurry on the surface."
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Post by smg9000 on Jan 27, 2018 9:49:59 GMT -5
Shane looked up at haven and nodded to her acknowledging her presence. "It's fine I got the sleep I needed." Shane said as he looked out at the porthole to the water and oncoming storm. "Well I'm sure this isn't their first storm but we should stay out of their way and let them do their job." Shane said. Shane felt a large wave crash against the ship causing to boat to rock and Haven to start to fall. Shane move quickly and caught Haven in his arms looking into her eyes for a moment.
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Post by Lovely on Jan 27, 2018 9:56:08 GMT -5
She felt her face heat up as her pale complexion brought out a pink pigmentation to her cheeks. She was blushing once again. "Clumsy me I think we should sit down" she forced out an awkward giggle. They sat down. The boat kept rocking and her eyes kept wandering to the window. The storm despite how minor they claimed it was clearly was concerning her.
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Post by smg9000 on Jan 27, 2018 10:04:53 GMT -5
Shane sat next to her seeing how concerned she was about the storm and rocking of the ship. "It's alright." Shane said. "Lets do something to take your mind of the storm."
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Post by Lovely on Jan 27, 2018 10:11:00 GMT -5
'Let's do something? Like what we're trapped here' Haven smiled as she thought to herself the thoughts were inappropriate that was for sure. She shook the idea just as quickly. It was enough that she saw him without his shirt and that was all the excitement she needed for now. She looked out the window once more and returned her eyes to Shane. "...well sense we're trapped here, maybe it be best that you start talking about yourself...if it's not much, I feel like my hero needs to have a back story to him especially if I'm going to call him my companion"
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Post by smg9000 on Jan 27, 2018 10:35:18 GMT -5
Shane looked away for a second as he though about his past and then looked down. "Well I guess that is fair since we are going to be companions. But warning there is nothing Heroic about my past." Shane said
Shane reached up to the night table got a bottle of Rum and took a sip. "So I was born into a poor Forelockian family. My mother was human and Father he is Elf. I have a younger sister, Zephar, shortly after she was born our father left to work with nobles since he is was a pretty talented mage. My sister and I use to read the note books he left and they were filled with magic way above our heads. When I was fourteen a plague swept through our city which claimed our mother leaving Zephar and I to fend for ourselves. I did odd jobs here and their it helped that both of us had talent for magic, although common in Forelock it just makes it a required skill for any job. Eventually an opportunity opened up in the Forelockian military. I joined in exchange the made sure my sister was educated and treated right. Zephar hated that I did that for her but she understood." Shane said taking another sip offering the bottle to Haven. "That is where I meet the Liz, Stomper and the rest of the Terror 9. We were all relative good people before the war started. We had each other's back pushing each other to be better and stronger. Or leader Leothorn was a elf and the most skilled swordsman and blade mage I've ever met. He taught me most of my skills. The war came and we were deployed. It was hard on all of us but the worst part was we were good at what we did so we were deployed over and over again. Eventually that war ended and we were sent home. I was shaken from our last battle and given leave to go home. Zephar looked after me the best she could but it was hard on her. I was a mess, drinking all the time getting into fights gambling. Eventually she was chosen and became the apprentice to one of the most powerful Lich Necromancers Accerlaxs. One night I stumbled on my sister preforming necromancy. It broke me to see my little sister doing such evil magics, I fled Forelock I ran."
Shane brushed his eyes and tried to laugh off his pain. "Yeah not a hero's tale at all."
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Post by Lovely on Jan 27, 2018 10:46:48 GMT -5
"Remember what you told me back at Esfrodante when we were leaving, Who ever you were is less important then who you try to be now...maybe you weren't a hero then but now you are...to me anyways" she smiled her hand gently placed on his. "Just know that you'll be on for s big trip there's so much that happens around me you won't have a choice but to be the hero" she snickered.
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Post by smg9000 on Jan 27, 2018 10:50:38 GMT -5
"Well maybe I can bring a little bit of good in this world then. Won't stand up to the bad I've done but you seem like a good person so maybe..." Shane said taking Haven's hand looking at her. "Well I hope I can be some sort of hero. Do some good before I leave this world."
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Post by Lovely on Jan 27, 2018 12:07:28 GMT -5
Before he left this world he made it sound like a suicide mission. His hand felt like it was meant to be inside hers. It was unusual why she felt so familiar when being next to him. She looked at his hand placing her other hand over top. She brought his hand to the side of her face. Almost as though she was hugging his hand. Her eyes were closed, the warmth from his hand reassured her that everything would be fine.
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Post by smg9000 on Jan 27, 2018 12:14:23 GMT -5
Shane felt his hand onto the side of her face, his other hand wen to the other side of Haven's face as Shane looked deep into her eyes. His heart was racing like it hadn't in a long time. Shane didn't know if it was the Alcohol, the moment or a sudden wave, Shane leaned into Haven and planted a kiss onto Haven's lips.
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Post by Lovely on Jan 27, 2018 12:23:17 GMT -5
Haven's heart fluttered. He kissed her and it wasn't what she had planned, the taste if rum lingering on his lips. She didn't know who he was and the same applied to her and here they were two grown adults expressing their fondness to each other. Was this what he had in mind about them doing something. She broke her hands free swinging her arms around the bend of his neck drawing the man closer. The waves continued the crash. Rocking them gently.
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Post by smg9000 on Jan 27, 2018 12:29:34 GMT -5
Shane kiss was gently and caring on haven's sweet lips. His kisses turned deeper as her arms went around his neck and drew him closer into a passion filled kiss. Shane ran his fingers down tracing her neckline and down to her shoulders with care. He looked deep into her eyes as he broke off the kiss for a moment looking at her knowing that she wanted him as much as he wanted her.
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Post by Lovely on Jan 27, 2018 12:49:37 GMT -5
She guided his hand to her waist his eyes met hers when they broke the kiss. Her chest raising up and down from the heat of the moment heaving, why could she hold herself away from his lips. They were addicting and despite the fact that she had him here over her she wanted more. Much more. She pushed his hand lower to her waist implying that he could take advantage of this situation.
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