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Title: Temple Area(Voldar)
Post by: Maultus Grimheart on September 18, 2004, 08:42:22 AM
In this relatively small area lie two great temples honoring their gods.  One is the temple to Nehtor, God of Healing.  This grand stone building has painted walls, ceilings and glass windows, and is a wealthy establishment that will often provide shelter for those with none.  The second is the temple to Injera  which is a far more simple.  It has one main building in which the clerics live, and an expansive open courtyard.  The courtyard is filled with trees and flowers and surrounded by a "fence" made of 3 ped high pillars with great stone blocks lying across the tops. <p><!--EZCODE BOLD START--><strong><!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:orange;">"Any problem can be solved through judicious application of kinetic energy!"</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--></strong><!--EZCODE BOLD END--></p>


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Title: Re: Unknown
Post by: Capher on October 24, 2005, 10:23:22 PM
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Capher.

Edited by: Capher at: 10/26/05 13:22


Title: Re: Tythle and Nichea.
Post by: Capher on October 27, 2005, 09:54:22 PM
Nichea motions for the guards to open the temple door.  As soon as the door is opened he and Tythle are surrounded by other healers.  They take over the carrying of the litter and the guards go on their way.

The healers work quickly and bring Tythle into the main chamber deep within the walls of the temple.  One asks, "Master Nichea what are these marks?"

"You do not notice the claw marks and bites of a wolf?" Nichea asks.

"Yes Master, those I recognize and I am preparing several bandages that will have a mixture of Eascathe and Yarle upon them so that those can heal.  I am talking about these marks upon the elf's back."

Nichea looks and sees red-purplish scratches that tore through Tythle's clothes. "Tythle, I must ask your permission to take off your tunic and shirt.  I must see those wounds made by what you call a demon. I must verify the claim."

Whispers of demon were heard around the room.  Several healers soon came to Nichea and Tythle with the bandages of Yarle and Eascathe. "Tythle these bandages will be placed upon the bites and scratches of the wolves.  The medicine may sting once applied but then it will numb the area and may even induce you to sleep.  Which is what you need. But, I need you to allow me to take off your tunic and shirt. Do I have your permission young one."

Capher.



Title: Re: Tythle and Nichea.
Post by: Tythle Fi thea on October 28, 2005, 12:16:22 AM
"Yes you may." The ranger felt a little drawfed in the temple, he did not visit them often. He reached down and undid the buckes that helped keep is quiver and daggers on his back. Tythle brought them around and laid them beside him, not really knowing where else to put them. The bandages did indeed sting, like a pinching sensation before thewounds would go blissfully numb.

The wounds on his back that were just seen through the cloth of his ruined tunic and shirt showed a lighter purple along the edge, but if the ranger shifted the cloth would move and show a darker shade of purple the farther way from the wound than near the opening as if the skin had just bruised.

Edited by: Tythle Fi thea  at: 10/27/05 20:29


Title: Re: Tythle and Nichea.
Post by: Capher on October 31, 2005, 11:52:22 PM
The healers quickly cut away the elfs tunic and shirt as whispers of demon and sharp intakes of breath were heard. Nichea silenced them all. "Master Tythle my friends have prepared a soft warm cot for you to lay upon instead of this litter. it is only a room away."  He motioned and several strong men lifted Tythle up and carried him and his litter to another room.

The room was large and airy but warm as two large fireplaces one either side of the Northern and Southern walls blazed.  The smell of incense permeated the room as well and many candles were lit all around.  In the middle of the room sat a lonely cot covered with the softest sheepskin.  The men put the litter down besides the cot, picked up the sheet that Tythle was lying upon and deposited him upon the cot, bowed to Nichea and then left. Nichea had watched everything very carefully.  He walked up to the cot. "I hope you are doing fine Master Tythle. I need you to lay upon your stomache as I take a look at these marks.  As you do I will prepare."  

Nichea then turned around and headed for the Eastern wall which held several shelves full of medicinal herbs and several more full of scrolls. He began pulling out one scroll after another, reading the marks upon them, putting some back, keeping others. His mind completely focused upon his task.

Capher.



Title: Re: Tythle and Nichea.
Post by: Tythle Fi thea on November 01, 2005, 03:21:22 PM
Tythle braced himself for a moment , breathing deep as he turned himself on to his stomach. His back streached the somewhat healed wound broke and blood seeped through. The ranger gasped as the pain came afreash, he felt his arms weakening on him against his will.

He somewhat fell onto the bed with a thump, and he let out the cry he had been hold in. "Oh how I wish I had not gone there, they had warned me...forgive me father....mother....dear Deserdae......" Tythle wispered brokenly.

Edited by: Tythle Fi thea  at: 11/1/05 19:30


Title: Re: Tythle and Nichea.
Post by: Capher on November 01, 2005, 10:06:22 PM
Nichea heard the cry of his patient and turned quickly around. He rushed to the elf's side and eased him more upon his stomache.  He noticed that one or two of the wounds had broken open and blood began seeping out. "Where? Where did you go Master Tythle. I need to know.  If I know where you went then I can narrow down what kind of demon had attacked you and then I can try and help you, but I need to know where you went." Nichea asked calmly.  

Capher.

Edited by: Capher at: 11/1/05 14:12


Title: Re: Tythle and Nichea.
Post by: Tythle Fi thea on November 02, 2005, 03:47:22 AM
The ranger looks up into the healers face, pauseing to take a breath before answering. "I was in the North in the mountains...an I mean in them, travleing through the dark tunnles, where my youngest sibling was said to be taken. I...." Tythle thought hard, harder than he had ever in his long life trying to recall any image of what attacked him, then like a door swinging wide, the memory came back to him. "The demon looked like a man, though red and taller than myself. His eyes were red-yellow glowing....oh how is claws burned." He shuiddered at the memory becomeing overwhelmed, he stopped speaking.

Edited by: Tythle Fi thea  at: 11/2/05 17:38


Title: Re: Tythle and Nichea.
Post by: Capher on November 03, 2005, 01:45:22 AM
" A Mephguóur." Nichea calmly said.  "They have not been seen in ages.  You say you ran across one inside a mountain?  Which mountain? Is it far from here?  I know I am asking many questions but this is more serious than just your injuries.  For where there is one Mephguour, there are others and other more powerful demons behind them.  If this mountain is close to Voldar than someone must tell the King, for we must prepare for war."

Nichea said those words so calmly as he read the scroll to help him concoct the correct herbs and amount to help the elf with his wounds. After he prepared the correct solution, he motioned to another healer. "Ichwe, you will have to cut all the wounds open and then apply this solution to this man's back.  Remember all of the wounds. If you do not get all of them then he will eventually become like one of those he battled. Do you understand?"

Ichwe nodded gravely. "Master where do you go?"

"I go tell the King."

Ichwe nodded once again and then turned to the elf. "Master Tythle my name is Ichwe, I am the first disciple to Master Nichea.  I am sure you heard all that he said.  I am going to have to open all of these wounds completely.  It is going to be quite painful. I can give you a sedative, to help deaden the pain somewhat, but it will not deaden it all the way.  But, the side effects can make you have dreams, or visions.  Do you want this sedative or do you think you could stand the pain by yourself.  I expect that at sometime during the process you will pass out, but you will also not have to have dreams or visions.  The choice is yours.  What do you want me to do?  I must know and know quickly, for each passing moment brings you closer to you becoming what you fought and that is something we would not allow.  As soon as we started to see the transformation, we would kill you.  I am sorry to say that without compassion, but those are the facts."

Capher.



Title: Re: Tythle and Nichea.
Post by: Tythle Fi thea on November 03, 2005, 02:47:22 AM
You say you ran across one inside a mountain? Which mountain? Is it far from here?

Tythle looked at his hands for a moment pondering once more "It was after I had travled by Hovel Frond Forest, that is were a was attacked by the wolves....and then I wenton to the mountain....I cannot recall its name....I was heading towards the Tandala Highlands....I believe....that is where I was, there were may orc tribes to avoid....I remember that much....I" The ranger suddenly stopped and began to cough slightly. He shouldn't speak any more but then Ichwe asked if he wanted a seditive, he shook his head as his coughing continued.

He laid his head down and closed his eyes and took his mind to a different place and time, back when his family lived together, the large house, his cousins, his sister all playing in the main courtyard buy the market place. He driffed off into a trance and waited for the healer to begin.



Title: Re: Tythle and Nichea.
Post by: Capher on November 18, 2005, 03:22:22 AM
Ichwe worked quickly but efficiently.  He caught some of the blood that seeped out of Tythle's back and put it into a jar so that it could be examined later.  The rest was immediately caught and disposed of by pouring the noxious liquid into the fire pit, which caused the fire to hiss and spit and turn a yellow-ish green color and made the younger healers go into prayer.

Ichwe was glad that Master Tythle had passed into unconciousness with the help of the herbs and his own exhaustion as it helped him to draw the infection out better and allowed the elf to heal.  Soon it was over, the elf's blood ran clear from all of the wounds that were upon his back.  Ichwe, bandaged the elf's wounds, with some help from others he placed the elf upon a more comfortable bed and then placed a healer by his side and told him to get him when the elf woke up.

Capher.



Title: Re: Tythle and Nichea.
Post by: Tythle Fi thea on November 20, 2005, 02:30:22 PM
Tythle's mind wandered in his meditative sleep, touching apon the haapy memories from a childhood from so long ago it seemed to him. The pain only invaded his mind for a moment at a time as the healers worked on his torn back. When he felt that it was over he stayed in that state for a long while after, recovering some of his strength. Finally he 'woke', opening his eyes he slow began to wake up. "I wonder what time it is?" He wondered. "Have I slept long?"



Title: Re: Tythle and Nichea.
Post by: Capher on November 21, 2005, 11:22:22 PM
Ichwe who was sitting by Tythle's bed sipping some tea heard the ranger stir and ask what time it was. Ichwe rose, "Master Tythle it is wise for you not to move around so much until your wounds heal a bit more.  I removed all of the bad blood and infection that the demon and the wolves gave you.  You should recover quite nicely.  Do you require any food or drink?" Ichwe asked.

Capher.



Title: Re: Tythle and Nichea.
Post by: Tythle Fi thea on November 25, 2005, 02:16:22 AM
"I would gladly take any food and drink you have to offer me, thank you." Tythle sat up, making sure he didn't move much he looked at his torso. Instead of the purple slashes he found clean white bandages in their place, the white contrasting with his dark skin. "Thank you for the healing Ichwe, I found the possibility of becoming one of those fell creatures to be very upsetting."



Title: Re: Tythle and Nichea.
Post by: Capher on November 29, 2005, 12:05:22 AM
Ichwe listened and quietly handed the elf a cup of tea and set before the elf a platter of steaming meat, vegetables and some fruit.  Ichwe did not like meat, but he knew that most did, so he offered it to the elf.  "The creature whom you had the misfortune to run into was like yourself. I mean he was a man or a woman.  The difficulty is that creatures such as these have not been seen in decades.  Usually the first one is conjured up by a very powerful magician, but even they cannot hold such a creature for long. More than likely the creature turned upon the magician and that is what you ran into."  He paused as he sipped some tea, "Yes, to have succombed to the poison running rampant through your bloodstream would not have been pleasent."  

Capher.



Title: Re: Tythle and Nichea.
Post by: Tythle Fi thea on November 29, 2005, 04:18:22 AM
Tythle took the tea and the plate of food gladly, with a small smile of thanks at Ichwe, and quickly set it before him on his lap before he burnt his hands. He began to eat, small bite from each part of food on the dish, enjoying each as he ate. He stopped only to tuck some hair behind his ear that had fallen forward.

"I'm curious Ichwe, what is going on in the city? There were many guards at the main gate, it seemes the city is expecting a attack." The elf looked over with a slightly worried look on his face, causing line of worry to appear on his youthful face. Tythle hoped not, there were may innocents in the city, he hoped that whatever the reason was for the extra guards was not war.



Title: Re: Tythle and Nichea.
Post by: Capher on November 30, 2005, 02:25:22 AM
Ichwe nodded. "Though we at the temple hardly interfere with or interact with those of the city except to heal we do hear things.  You can be rest assured there is no war, but there was a foiled attempt upon King Cedric's life.  That is why all the gates are closed and no one goes in or out without being searched and asked for names by the city guards.  It was the Kings orders."  Ichwe poured himself another cup of tea, and then sat back down again and leaned conspiratorily toward Tythle, "Though I have heard rumors about Lord Voltigar being in the city, though he keeps his presence hidden.  He and the King have been bitter enemies ever since the King deposed Lord Voltigar ten years ago.  Many citizens would love to have Lord Voltigar as King once again."  He paused as he took a sip of tea, "He was a hard King but a just one, unlike King Cedric, his cousin Trelor, the Warden of the dungeon and his royal attendant whos name escapes me at the moment."  Ichwe paused again as he stared into his cup. "But those things a healer must not discuss. Idle gossip, they are..."How are you feeling?" He asked as he raised his eyes.

Capher.



Title: Re: Tythle and Nichea.
Post by: Tythle Fi thea on December 01, 2005, 02:41:22 AM
"I am feeling better thanks to you and Nichea's help, for which I am again very grateful for." The ranger mulled over the information that Ichwe gave him. "So the city is in the mist of a revolt?" Tythe looked at the healer, knowing that Ichwe most likey didn't want to speack more but the elf felt the need to know more. If he had entered the city at a time like this, who know who he would run into, or who would try to recruit him.  



Title: Re: Tythle and Nichea.
Post by: Capher on December 01, 2005, 02:53:22 AM
"Yes, I am afraid that may be the case. But like I said, we healers should not talk about such things.  When you are better, I suggest if you wish to know more to go to Arth's Spot. An inn off of Cedric's street, it seems to be the place for information. Most of the citizens go there for food and ale. Unless you go down to the docks, the inns are much less cleaner and cater more to thieves and sailors.  But that is your choice.  However since the sun has set and it is now dark I suggest that you stay here until you are fully healed and then be on your way.  We usually do not ask for money for our services, as we heal all, poor or rich, but we do ask for donations if you please."  Ichwe pointed to a small wooden box hung on a post in the room.  "I will leave you now so you can rest unless you have more questions, that I can answer, no more idle talk please, I have talked more than I should have already.  Master Nichea will not be happy with me if he finds out."

Capher.



Title: Re: Tythle and Nichea.
Post by: Tythle Fi thea on December 07, 2005, 07:19:22 AM
Tythle nodded after Ichwe finished talking. "I wonder if I may try to walk around the room a little?" Tythle pointed to a near by window. "Might I try to go to the window?" He hoped so Scion had taken off as soon as the ranger has been brought to the temple entrance, but now that Tythle had been cared for and was mending he wanted to see his friend again. He sat up a little more off the cot that he had been lying on waiting to see if the healer would let him or not.



Title: Re: Tythle and Nichea.
Post by: Capher on December 29, 2005, 01:16:22 AM
Ichwe replied, "Yes you may walk around. But for only short periods of time, until you are stronger.  Walking will help the body to heal, it seems that by walking it makes the blood in the body go around in it faster.  It has something to with the heart, I do not know all, but I am learning.  This is something my studies are just touching on."

Suddenly the door opened and other students rushed in followed by Nichea who was followed by the strangest people Ichwe had ever seen.  He knew they were elves, by their physical apperance, but the color of their skins were totally different, one was a golden and the other like moonlight.  They carried a man upon a litter.  Ichwe hurried over. "Master, what has happened?"

"The Commander has been shot. He has lost alot of blood. Quickly we must attend to him."

Ichwe nodded and rushed over to the shelves filled with all sorts of medicines and herbs and began to prepare several concoctions at once.  In the meantime Nichea pointed to another cot, near where Tythle lay, "Place him there gentlemen if you please.  I must see to my apprentices work to help him along.  We have not much time."

NIchea nodded at Tythle as he passed, "I see you are up and about that is good.  I would like to speak with you somemore, but as you can see I have another soul to save. Later...after I have taken care of the Commander...perhaps we can talk."

Nichea left without waiting for an answer and walked over to oversee Ichwe's preperations.

Capher.



Title: Re: Tythle and Nichea
Post by: ratdragon on December 29, 2005, 09:23:22 AM
Ratdragon helped Taka carry the commander inside the temple, following the priest. Laying him down where another man indicated, Ratdragon stood and glanced around the room. It was obviously a temple, and its most notable occupant was another elf, Qualhoirhim by the appearance.



Title: Re: Tythle and Nichea
Post by: Tythle Fi thea on December 29, 2005, 01:57:22 PM
The ranger did not bother to respond to the head healer for he and now his apprentice had another, in grave condition to tend to. Tythle noticed that the others that came in with Nichea were elven, one was from the same tribe as him. Nodding at the somewhat staring elf he sat up slowly and walked to the window and looked out at the city as the light faded. He stood still unsure whether to call Scion or not seeing as it could up set the healers and their work, so he simply look in the sky hoping to see his feathered friend.



Title: Re: Tythle and Nichea
Post by: Capher on December 31, 2005, 02:06:22 AM
Tilath and Turin were completely exhausted by the time they reached the temple doors. They did not bother to knock but burst into the main area where to Tilath's surprise he saw Damien being taken care of by Nichea.  Nichea and Tilath went way back. It was one of the reasons why he knew so much about healing.  He smiled up at Grunok as other healers who noticed the blood and wounds upon the Orc were rushing to help them. "See Grunok, Damien is not dead, just wounded like you are.  These healers will help you with your wounds, if you let them.  I think you can sit in this chair now." Tilath said motioning to a nice big wooden chair near a roaring fire place set in an alcove off to the left of the main room.

Turin and the rest of the guards, weary but alert stood watch at the door when the report of the King's death rang out.  There were several gasps of astonishment from some of the healers and some suspicious stares at Grunok and the others, but nothing was said outloud.  Nichea was so busy with Damien that he did not even notice the newcomers.

Capher.



Title: Re: Tythle and Nichea
Post by: ratdragon on December 31, 2005, 05:30:22 AM
Ratdragon nodded back to the Qualhoirhim elf, turning his attention to Damien. He was in good hands now, and hopefully the healers would be able to take care of him.

Turning at the sound of footsteps, the elf was surprised to see armed men escorting a wounded orc. Ratdragon nearly drew his sword at the sight of the creature, but quickly realized that this must be the orc that Damien told him about, this must be Grunok.

Hearing shouts of the king's death, the elf smirked. The king that Damien wanted to dethrone was dead. The smirk quickly turned to a frown however, as the elf realized that he hadn't been able to fight at all. He had been looking forward to at least one exciting battle. Sighing, the elf turned back to the healer.



Title: Re: Tythle and Nichea
Post by: Takashi Logan on January 01, 2006, 04:06:23 AM
Hearing the news of the king's death Takashi mutters to himself.
Well, I guess this puts me out of work here.
Takashi stands back as the orc enters. He'd known some orcs in his time. Not all of them were mindless killing machines. And if this one was a friend of Damien, then he had no quarrel with it.

In death there is life, I bring death, to those who are deserving of it...



Title: Re: Tythle and Nichea
Post by: Grunok the Exile on January 03, 2006, 10:04:23 AM
Grunok's head swam the whole way from the dungeon to the Temple and he leaned heavily on Tilath and the younger man.  Blood ran freely from his three wounds and the armour he wore rubbed the one under his arm, making it worse than perhaps it would have been otherwise.  

Finally they arrived at the Temple.  Grunok was half guided, half-carried in by the two guards.  As they burst between the doors Grunok caught a glimpse of many people milling around or prone but didn't bother to identify them as his wounds drained him.  He was looking for a place to sit when people started to converge upon him and then Tilath said "See Grunok, Damien is not dead, just wounded like you are. These healers will help you with your wounds, if you let them. I think you can sit in this chair now."

What!?
thinks Grunok in shock, a grunt of surprise leaving his lips as his legs buckle beneath him.  He sits down hard upon the floor as the medics finally reach him but he bats them away, craning his neck to see who it is that lies upon the bed Tilath had indicated.  Half-crawling, half scooting along the floor, he pushes himself up high enough to see over the bed.  

Black hair, bloody but recognisable spills over the side of the bed.  The slim, muscled frame and the face which had so quickly imprinted itself upon Grunok's mind; these are grey with blood loss, not unlike Grunok's own pallor, but still belong to... "Day-me-unn," Grunok breathes, his gold eyes wide with mingled confusion, worry and relief.  

Grunok's eyes flutter and he sits down again, the victim of a wave of dizziness from the shock and the blood loss.  This time he will not fuss when the medics come for him, but his eyes stay fixed toward the bed where Damian lies.



Title: Re: Tythle and Nichea
Post by: Capher on January 03, 2006, 11:25:23 PM
Nichea was just finishing putting the last of clean bandages upon Damien and was about to pour some blood enhancing herbs down his throat when he noticed the comotion: An Orc was throwing his people around like rag dolls trying to get to Damien.  Nichea did not have any weapon of sorts; but he tried to protect Damien, until he realized the Orc just wanted to see the Commander.  When the Orc did, he just said his name, collapsed and then allowed his people attend him, but the Orc would not leave Damien's side.  He looked at Tilath, recognized him as well as some of the other guards and asked. "Do you know this Orc, Tilath?"

"Yes Nichea, his name is Grunok and before you ask, yes it was him and I that killed the King and his cousin, Trelor.  Actually Grunok did most of the work, but it was a righteous killing."

Nichea frowned. "I do not believe the taking of one's life is righteous, necessary maybe, but righteous?"

Tilath just shrugged his shoulders. "Whatever you may call it, it is done and good riddance to both of them." He spat.

A young apprentice quickly cleaned up the spittle. "How many times have I told you Tilath that the temple floor is not a spitoon." Nichea said.

"Sorry, can some of your healers look after my men?"

"They already are.  I will see to the ministrations of this Orc, Grunok."

Nichea watched as his young apprentices worked feverishly over the Orc, who would not leave Damien's side.  Nichea decided to drag a cot over to Damien's side, hoping Grunok would get the message and lie upon it. It would make trying to heal the Orc easier for sure.   He turned and went back to his shelves and began searching for the herbs to help make an Orc, recover his blood. Peculiar, I have never seen such devotion, I wonder what the Commander did to create such devotion?  He thought as he found what he was looking for and began his preperations.

Ichwe addressed the two elves. "Gentlemen, I thank you for your help. Does any of you need anything? Food? Drink? Are you wounded in anyway?

Tilath sat down wearlily as some healers came over and put small bandages upon his, mostly self-inflicted wounds: the crushing of Trelor's machines of horror, had caused some splinters and Trelor's rats had attacked him as well. He looked wearlily over at his small group of men and weakly smiled, some smiled back the rest kept a wary eye upon the temple door.

Nichea headed for Grunok. "Gentlemen, you know we do not allow drawn weapons in the temple, either sheathe them, or go outside." He said nonchalantly to Tilath's men.  The men looked at one another for a moment and then sheathed their weapons.  They knew better than to disobey Nichea.  Though Nichea had no visable weapon, they had all heard stories that he possessed some sort of magic and they all feared magic.

Nichea approached the wounded Orc waiting for him to get upon the cot so he could minister to him.  His healers had done the best they could but now it was his turn.

Capher.



Title: Re: Tythle and Nichea
Post by: Grunok the Exile on January 06, 2006, 11:40:23 AM
Grunok moves on to the cot obediently, still keeping one eye on Damien to see if he would wake up or acknowedge him.  He ignores the healers while moving when they require it so that they may tend to him as they see fit.  For him, the reason for his being there is no longer about being healed, but about seeing Damien.  Although he feels it, it is beyond him to grasp that these are really one and the same.

Damien is alive, thinks Grunok, the concept finally taking root in his mind.  He survived.  Grunok puts his head back and lies still for a while, staring at the ceiling and letting the clerics do as they would.  Eventually his brain puts all the pieces together, but the picture he comes up with is very strange to the orc.  Humans are odd, he says to himself.  I don't think I will ever understand them.  Although, he muses, just look how far I have come already in one day.

His head turns back of its own accord to look at Damien as he thinks over the events of that day, especially of the morning when he had made his first human friends.  His musings remind him of Thai, and he wonders how his first friend is doing this night.



Title: Re: Tythle and Nichea
Post by: Capher on January 12, 2006, 02:16:23 AM
Nichea sets a huge bowl of blood enhancing herbs that had been stirred in hot water next to Grunok. "You must drink this, Grunok.  It will help you heal faster.  Your friend Damien drank some also."  Nichea did not know whether the Orc would understand the differences between what Damien drank and what he wanted the Orc to drink; essentially they were the same but each was prepared for the race in which it was to go to.  He sighed as he looked over his pupils ministering to the other guards.  They will all survive this night...but what about the morning, when the palace guards start looking for the men and orc who murdered the King?

Capher.



Title: Temple area
Post by: Grunok the Exile on January 12, 2006, 04:51:23 AM
Grunok sniffs suspiciously at the bowl as the healer presents it to him. As Nichea says that Damian also had taken some, he gives a tired little half-smile which has the stunning effect of making him look very human - much more so than he is.  He takes the bowl and, in true orcish fashion, quaffs the whole thing quickly before returning the bowl to the Nehtorian.  He doesn't give any reaction to the strange and bitter taste of the herbs, as he is too tired - mentally as well as physically - to care what happens next.  He struggles a little to remove the leather-and-chainmail shirt Tilath had given him earlier, but once it is off he lies back on the cot with a quiet groan as the pain of his wounds and the franticness of the day begin to overwhelm him.  His eyelids droop and he falls into a light doze.



Title: Re: Temple area
Post by: ratdragon on January 12, 2006, 06:44:23 AM
Pacing the floor restlessly, Ratdragon occasionally turned to watch the orc and Damien being attended to. Listening to the town criers and commotion following the king's demise, the elf looked out the window anxiously.

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Beware the BladeSinger of the Silver Sword.

 RatDragon



Title: Re: Temple area
Post by: Takashi Logan on January 31, 2006, 02:13:23 AM
Takashi walked to the window.
Odd isnt it. An hour ago, this town was completly peaceful. Now, its thrown into chaos. I should wonder what will happen.

In death there is life, I bring death, to those who are deserving of it...



Title: Re: Temple area
Post by: ratdragon on January 31, 2006, 07:47:23 AM
Turning from the commander to Taka, the elf grinned. Looking out the window as well, he replied, "Chaos brings excitement, friend. Chaos is just what this city needs."

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Beware the BladeSinger of the Silver Sword.

 RatDragon



Title: Re: Temple Area
Post by: Capher on April 01, 2007, 01:39:18 AM
Fortunately for Norman Nichea had been to the apothecary to buy more herbs to help Claudirea when he came across him lying in the street.  Nichea yelled and some city guards of duty ran to him.  One was dispatched to the guard house while the others helped Nichea carry the unconcious, bloody body to the Temple which was closer than the barracks.

Nichea quickly led the men into the temple where other healers prepared a place to lie the wounded man down.  The guards lay their Captain down upon a clean linened table and hovered around him like bees around a flower which irritated Nichea to no end as he tried to work.  Finally he stood back, exasperated. "Gentlemen, unless you allow me to do my work your Captain will die. So please STEP BACK!"

The guards and especially the healers, who had never heard Nichea say anything above his normal tone of voice, stepped back hurriedly.

Nichea examined the wound. The knife had penetrated deep and the blood that flowed from Norman's wound was not red, but almost black. A very bad sign.  Nichea frowned as he thought of what herbs could help. 

"I need some Eascathe," he ordered.  A healer quickly gave him the herb paste. Nichea watered the paste down and then gently let the herb mixture drip into the wound.  He hoped that the properties of that herb would heal whatever internal injury the Captain had sustained.  If not, then the man would die.  He then quickly sewed up the skin, put a patch of Eascathe upon the wound and then placed clean cloth over it, bandaging it lightly with strips of cloth.

He turned, wiping the sweat of his brow.  A man with Sgt. stripes was now standing among the other guards. "How is he, healer?" He asked.

Nichea nodded his sadly. "Sgt. His wound is severe. I do not know if he will live out the day. I need you to do something for me."

"Sure, what is it?"

"There is a young lady staying at Arth's, her name is Claudirea. Ask Thai for her room number. Go to her and if she can travel bring her here."

Grant had seen the Captain with the young lady before and knew immediately who she was. "I know who she is. I will send a man to fetch her."

"No, I want you to go." Nichea said.

"But I need to be with my Captain," Grant protested.

"He does not even know you are here and she needs someone in authority. I would ask you to go find Commander Scar, but I know that he is at the palace, so I am asking you to do this.  It may be the last time she sees him alive," Nichea said sorrowfully.

Grant nodded. "I will leave now."  He took one last glance at his Captain and then turned and left.

Nichea looked at the other guards. "You may as well as leave and go back to your duties, better yet, find the man or men who had done this to your Captain. There is nothing you can do for him standing around here, except irritate me."

The guards nodded, "Do not worry healer, we will find the one or ones responsible. Thank you for all that you have done."  They turned and left.

Nichea turned and put his hand upon Norman's. "You have some very loyal soldiers Captain. I hope that you survive to be able to lead them once again.  I hope you survive to be able to love again, as well," he muttered a prayer and then giving orders to the other healers to watch over him, he went to the other side of the room and lay down upon a hastily made cot.

The healers made sure the fire was hot and kept the room warm as they went about their duties.


Title: Re: Temple Area
Post by: Capher on April 14, 2007, 03:30:37 AM
Grant holdiing onto Miss Claudirea opened the door to the Temple. Immediately a blast of cold wintery air rushed into the outer hallway.  Several guards turned and rushed forward; not to help their Sgt. but to gaze curiously at Alassiel; some even with roving eyes and dancing smiles.

One young private quickly ran forward. He had ear lengthed blonde hair, bright blue eyes and a boyishly handsome face. "Here miss, let me take her. You look like you need a rest," he said smiling at Alassiel, as he took hold of and looked at whom he assumed must be the Captain's friend.  Her eyes reminded him of how a friend of his had looked when he had been told his father had died; they were hollow and seemed lifeless.  His friend looked liked that for several days and then one day he just up and left the army.  He went back home to take care of his families farm.

Alassiel waved him off.

"Are you sure, miss? Is there anything else I could do for you?"

Grant glared, "If you are done ogling, you could close the door. Unless of course you want everyone sick, including the healers!" Grant snarled.

The private jumped at hearing his Sgt's voice and quickly shut the door.  When he turned around Grant, Miss Claudirea and Alassiel were being led by a healer into another room.

The room was brightly lit, and warm with a blazing fireplace.  Nichea was awakened by one of his helpers.  He went over to where Grant and a young lady who he did not know was holding Miss Claudirea.  Nichea looked at her and quickly made a tea with several different types of herbs. "Sgt. please help Miss Claudirea sit down so I can administer this tea."

A healer sitting on a chair by the side of the Captain's bed quickly removed himself and Grant motioned to Alassiel to help him lower Miss Claudirea down upon it.  Nichea held the cup of tea in front of Claudirea's face, the aroma of the tea quickly filled her nostrils as well as most of the area around her.  Grant slowly felt better and stronger.  He looked at Alassiel, who seemed to have the same effect; as she stood on stronger legs and her face and eyes were bright.
 
Grant looked at his Captain and saw that he was lying peaceful, with a white palor to his face, his eyes closed; he looked liked he was dead. "Nichea, did my Captain die?"

"No Sgt. He is not dead. But he is near death. I have done all that I can do, now it is up to the gods."

Grant bowed his head.

"Whatever god you are praying to Sgt..."

"I do not believe in any god, Nichea," Grant said, raising his head, interrupting Nichea.  He walked toward the fireplace and stared into it.

Nichea sadly shook his head and then he looked up at Alassiel. " I do not know your name miss, but thank you for your help."


Title: Re: Temple Area
Post by: Claudirea on April 14, 2007, 12:38:15 PM
All the way to Temple, Claudirea was in a daze. She wanted to wave off the Sgt. and the woman, but she didn't have the strength. First the near-rape and now this. Surely this was some cruel joke by the Great Spirits to teach her something. She wondered how Norman had gotten wounded. If he was the Captain of the Guard, then surely he wouldn't have put himself into any danger.

As they walked, she barely recognized that the woman was growing weak. If she were normal, she would have offered to help but in her present state, all she did was merely walk when they walked and stared straight ahead.

When they got to the Temple, Claudirea accepted the tea that was offered to her by the healer. She recognized him as the one who had been taking care of her. Looking at the Sgt., her eyes filled with tears and dispair when he suggested that Norman was dead. Yet, it did not leave, even though the healer said that he wasn't dead, for he was at death's door.

Only half-finishing her tea, Claudirea stood unsteadily up. She walked slowly over to where Norman lay. Her strength then left her and she fell to her knees next to him. The tears started to flow freely as she laid across his chest. All her hopes and dreams for him were fading. She prayed, half outloud and half silently, to the Great Spirits. Through blurred vision, she could see a black wolf standing near. She had seen this before, with patients of hers who did not make it. This only caused Claudirea to go into more hysterics.


Title: Re: Temple Area
Post by: Alassiel Telrúnya on April 16, 2007, 11:16:08 PM
As Alassiel entered the Temple, she eyed the guards who came to look at her with slight distaste. Did they think she was some kind of whore? Well, she was not, and waved off the private who offered to help her with a haughty expression. She felt smug when Grant snarled at him.

After Grant, Claudirea and herself had been led into another room, Alassiel helped Grant to seat Claudirea down on a chair. When the healer gave a cup of tea to Claudirea, she could feel its aroma making her stronger. Most of her weakness left her.

Then Grant made an enquiry as to whether the Captain was dead. She saw Caludirea's eyes fill up with tears, and frowned at Grant. He should not have asked such a question in front of Claudirea. She was quite aware that the Captain was very close to death.

Alassiel watched sadly as Claudirea did not finish her tea, but stood up, walked over to Norman, then fell to her knees, sobbing. She did not try to calm Claudirea down; tears would help to heal the hurt inside her. She walked over to Grant. "What will happen if the Captain does die?" she whispered to him, not loud enough for Claudirea to hear.


Title: Re: Temple Area
Post by: Capher on April 17, 2007, 12:57:04 AM
Grant shrugged his shoulders to Alassiel's question. "I suppose Lt. Farrel will become the Captain as he is next in line and one of us Sgt's will become a Lt. It will be up to Commander Scar. But no matter what happens the man who did this will die!"

He turned and walked behind Claudirea and spoke to Nichea. "Nichea I have asked what you required of me, now I will go and search for the one who did this," he gave Alassiel a glance, "I cannot order you to come with me, but I have heard that elves have very good tracking skills. I wonder if you would be willing to aid me in my quest?"

He placed a comforting hand upon Claudirea's shoulder, "He will live, but I promise you that the man or men who did this will not."

He marched out the door, holding back tears, hoping that Alassiel was coming along.



Title: Re: Temple Area
Post by: Alassiel Telrúnya on April 17, 2007, 01:05:17 AM
"I cannot order you to come with me, but I have heard that elves have very good tracking skills. I wonder if you would be willing to aid me in my quest?"  Grant asked Alassiel, before marching out the door. He sounded close to tears, and Alassiel's heart melted.

She ran to catch up with him, and put a hand on his shoulder. "I don't know about my tracking skills, but I would be willing to come with you." she said. She tried to find more words to say, but none came to mind. So she dropped her hand and waited for his reply as to what she should do next.


Title: Re: Temple Area
Post by: Capher on April 17, 2007, 11:38:43 PM
Grant turned and paused as he gave Alassiel a quzzical look, with a raised eyebrow "Ah, I forgot your profession is a singer...a performer. Still, if you are willing to come with me, I accept your help."

He felt her hand upon his shoulder drop, "I thank you for your friendship as well, Alassiel.  We should go and find the place where the attack took place perhaps we can find clues that will lead us to the one or one's who did this." He grinned, "Even in you are a performer, I will take your eyes and companionship over some of my men any day."

He glanced back into the room where his Captain lie and then closed the door.  He gave orders to his men to guard the Captain well and then he clasped his cloak around him; pulling his cowl over his head. He looked at Alassiel to see if she had prepared herself for the weather outside and then opened the outside door.

The wind had picked up and the snow showers was turning into heavy flakes; both the wind and flakes rushed into the room, the fire in the fireplace flickered down as the wind blew over it.

Alassiel dressed as warm as she could, quickly rushed out the door; Grant following, closing the Temple door behind him.  The winter air was harsh and bit at his throat. "Follow me and stay behind me. Let me be a buffer between you and the wind," Grant yelled to Alassiel over the howl of the wind.


Title: Re: Temple Area
Post by: Alassiel Telrúnya on April 17, 2007, 11:54:26 PM
Alassiel raised an eyebrow. My eyes? When she had dressed as warmly as possible, she rushed out the door to follow Grant. She ignored Grant's words to stay behind him, but grabbed his arm, pressed her body close to his for more warmth and walked beside him instead. "It's better to be cold than to get separated!"  she yelled. Then she smiled. "And don't you dare tell me my eyes and my companionship are the only parts of me you appreciate!"


Title: Re: Temple Area
Post by: Capher on April 18, 2007, 01:19:19 AM
Grant wrapped his arm around Alassiel.
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"And don't you dare tell me my eyes and my companionship are the only parts of me you appreciate!"

He grinned, "Oh you mean the parts that my men seemed to appreciate?" Grant asked with a mischeivious twinkle in his eyes. "I suppose I appreciate them as well. Why are you so concerned about what I appreciate about you? You would not be falling for me, would you?"


Title: Re: Temple Area
Post by: Alassiel Telrúnya on April 18, 2007, 01:45:28 AM
Alassiel colored a little at Grant's suggestion that she was falling for him, but she grinned. "You know I wasn't talking about the parts your men seemed to appreciate. What about my personality, and virtues like patience and all that? Oh, and who was the one sending love-struck gazes in my direction when we first met? Let me see..." she pretended to think hard. Then she snapped her fingers, though she didn't hear the click; the wind drowned it out. "Oh yes, it was you!"  she said, her eyes dancing, as she pointed a finger at Grant.

Then a thought hit her. "Oh gosh, where's Fern?"  she said, alarmed. She remembered carrying Fern as she entered the Temple, but she did not recall doing anything with Fern after that. She looked behind to discover, to her horror, Fern valiantly struggling against the wind and heavy snow to catch up with them. Disentangling herself from Grant, she ran to Fern, picked her up and cuddled her, trying to warm her up, as she walked back to Grant.

She looked up apologetically at Grant. "You must think I'm horrible, forgetting about Fern," she said. "what do you want to do with her? Should go back to the Temple and leave her there, or should we bring her along with us?"


Title: Re: Temple Area
Post by: Capher on April 19, 2007, 09:00:44 AM
Grant doubled over in laughter. "Guilty, on all counts."

Alassiel mentioned her cat. Grant frowned, he had no idea and then Alassiel left his arm and it felt like it he was missing a part of him.  He turned and saw that her cat, Fern, had been following them.  The storm was becoming worse.  She grabbed her cat and brought him back to him and asked what they should do with the cat?

Grant looked up the street, watching the street becoming snow covered.  Each moment they lose in trying to track the man who had stabbed his Captain would be a moment in which that man or men would escape the just judgement he deserved.

"Take him along, Alassiel. We have to hurry to be able to get to the place where the Captain was stabbed and then try and track the killler or killers." He did not even notice his slip of the tongue. For the Captain was not yet dead, except maybe in his mind.


Title: Re: Temple Area
Post by: Alassiel Telrúnya on April 19, 2007, 02:55:33 PM
"Take him along, Alassiel. We have to hurry to be able to get to the place where the Captain was stabbed and then try and track the killler or killers." Grant said. Alassiel gladly took his arm again; now it was literally freezing.

"Correction: Fern's a she, and we need to try and track the stabber or stabbers."  She smiled at him. Then she frowned, thinking. "Let's assume there is only one stabber. What if the stabbing was just an accident, or the stabber was drunk? We must consider that possibility, as well as the possibility that the stabber was a real enemy...someone from Nyermersys, perhaps? That is the enemy city of Voldar, is it not?"


Title: Re: Temple Area
Post by: Capher on April 19, 2007, 11:32:56 PM
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Correction: Fern's a she, and we need to try and track the stabber or stabbers." She smiled at him. Then she frowned, thinking. "Let's assume there is only one stabber. What if the stabbing was just an accident, or the stabber was drunk? We must consider that possibility, as well as the possibility that the stabber was a real enemy...someone from Nyermersys, perhaps? That is the enemy city of Voldar, is it not

Grant looked at her confused. "What are you talking about? Nyermersys and Voldar have not been enemies for decades; not since the last war and Nyermersys lost badly. Actually, we both lost, good men, brothers, and when the plague and famine came, as they usually do after a war, many more people died, including women and children.  My mother and sister died. I was not even there when they passed onto the next life. I was with the army coming home. I was just a private back then, young and naive. I lost all of that during the war and when I came home to an empty home." Grant said sadly. 

"However, you may be correct about the stabbing being an accident, but only if it was only one man and he had to be extremely drunk not to notice the insignia upon the Captain's shoulders," He frowned again as he and Alassiel continued their way to the place where the Captain had been stabbed. "Even if the man was drunk, the Captain was not and the Captain is very well versed in warfare. How did a drunk man get close enough to the Captain to stab him?" He asked himself outloud.


Title: Re: Temple Area
Post by: Alassiel Telrúnya on April 20, 2007, 12:16:58 AM
Upon hearing that Voldar and Nyermersys had not been enemies for decades, Alassiel frowned. She had thought that that war had been much more recent. But then again, she thought darkly, when one war is fought, there is likely to be another. But she didn't say it out loud. "Sorry, I must have got it confused somehow." she said.

Then Grant mentioned losing his mother and his sister in the war. She nodded in sympathy and squeezed his arm. "I was abandoned as a baby," she confided, "But an Injerin couple found and adopted me. So although I am a dark elf, I grew up as an Injerin."

She heard what Grant had to say about the possibility about the stabber being drunk. He asked himself out loud how a drunk would even get close to the Captain. She thought about it. "I knew a man who stabbed himself to death because the one he loved rejected him, though she loved him, really. She cried so much at his funeral. Maybe..."  she hesitated before continuing, "Maybe it is a similar case with your Captain, except he was so worried and upset he ceased to notice everything around him. Although," she added quickly, "that might not necessarily be the case."


Title: Re: Temple Area
Post by: Capher on April 21, 2007, 03:10:06 AM
A dark elf!! Grant thought, raised by Injerin's ones. What have I gotten myself into?

"Do you always talk this much?" Grant asked, smiling down at her.


Title: Re: Temple Area
Post by: Alassiel Telrúnya on April 21, 2007, 03:20:18 AM
Alassiel looked up at Grant with mock indignance. "People do say so, yes, and if we're going to find this stabber, you'll just have to deal with it."  she grinned. "While we're on the way to our destination, you can ask me almost any question concerning my life, and I will try not to bore you."


Title: Re: Temple Area
Post by: Capher on April 27, 2007, 01:28:48 AM
Grant chuckled as he wrapped his left arm tighter around her, pulling her close to him. "I doubt if you could bore me with anything you say."

Finally they came to place where the attack took place.  The snow had not piled up as much here as the wind could not drift the snow as it was blocked by several buildings.  The spill of the Captain's blood was obvious, but as Grant let go of Alassiel's arm and bent down and rested his arms upon his knees and peered at the ground he could not see any tracks leading away from the scene.  The snow had covered the street and there was no blood trail leading away from the scene that he could see. Which meant that the person or person's who had done this had suffered no harm.

He stood up with a frown on his face as he looked up and down Cedric street trying to guess which direction the man who stabbed his Captain would go?  The wind was howling and whipping around the buildings. The snow became thicker and thicker as it fell; almost in sheets of white.  Grant shrugged his shoulders. It was near impossible in these conditions to find his Captain's attacker, besides he had Alassiel to worry about and her cat.

"I do not think we will ever find the man who attacked my Captain Alassiel," he said disappointed,"this snowstorm is becoming worse and has covered up all tracks, even if there were any. I think we should go to Arth's as it is closer now than the temple."

He wrapped his arm back around her and began walking up the street toward Arth's. "Is your invitation still open?" he asked. "I mean about once we get to our destination I can ask you anything?" he said as his lips turned up into a sly grin."


Title: Re: Temple Area
Post by: Alassiel Telrúnya on April 27, 2007, 01:42:30 AM
Alassiel felt disappointed when Grant told her that there was no way of tracking the stabber. But she was starting to feel very cold.... she turned away from the sight of the Captain's blood and began walking to Arth's with Grant.

He asked her if her 'invitation' was still open. "Sure," Alassiel replied, grinning. "In fact, to prevent us from walking to Arth's in an awkward silence, and to forget about the cold, you could ask me something right now." then she paused for a moment, thinking. "Anything except the question 'What was the most embarassing moment of your life'. And wipe that smile off your face!" she punched him lightly.


Title: Re: Temple Area
Post by: Capher on April 27, 2007, 01:51:35 AM
Grant laughed. He liked her humor and the way she smiled could melt the hardiest of snowstorms. "That was not the question I was going to ask first, but it is a most interesting one," he said with another sly grin. "No, the first question is, do you have a boyfriend or whatever the Elven kind may say?" Grant asked, not really knowing and hoping he was not offending her in any way. "Or are you married? Then the next question would be what was your most embarassing moment of your life." He grinned as he pulled her closer to him to keep her warm as a pretense, but he wanted to feel her body and warmth close to him.  He prayed to himself that she would say that she did not have a boyfriend.


Title: Re: Temple Area
Post by: Alassiel Telrúnya on April 27, 2007, 02:06:51 AM
"I don't have boyfriends, I have admirers. But I never cared for any of them," Alassiel said with a dismissive wave of her hand. "And no, I most certainly am not married; though I did have quite a few proposals in the last decade. And fine, I'll tell you the most embarassing moment of my life was..."

She leant towards his ear and whispered, "Once, I was camping with a few friends in a forest, I forgot which one it was, and in the middle of the night, I woke up with what I thought was a snake across my arm, and I screamed and woke everyone up, and when there was enough light, I found out it was a belt." she blushed. "It was really embarassing, though we all had a good laugh later on."

Then she nudged him gently, resting her head on his shoulder. "Next question?"


Title: Re: Temple Area
Post by: Capher on April 28, 2007, 01:50:56 AM
Grant pulled Alassiel tighter to him and gazed down at her face. "Yes, I can imagine you have had quite a few admirers; I being one of them." Grant saw the shadow of a building and recognized it as Arth's. "Here we are. I think the rest of the questions should be asked over a warm fire to warm the body and a wine to warm the insides. What do you think?" He asked, as he pulled open Arth's door and led Alassiel inside.

OOC, rest of post will be in Arth's.


Title: Re: Temple Area
Post by: Capher on May 03, 2007, 03:03:15 AM
Inside the temple the room where Norman lay was quite warm and safe from the elements outside. Nichea busied himself by checking on Norman's wounds and answering the myriad of questions that his apprentices would ask as they watched him work.

The potion must be working, thought Nichea, as he looked down at Norman, his face and skin are not as pale.  He worked silently around Lady Claudirea and kept a watchful eye upon her. Though she seemed to alright, he knew that she could be in a state of shock and would not show it, yet.  If she begins to shake, or start to sweat more than normal or stop sweating at all and her skin would turn pale then he would have to do something; right now the best thing for both of them is to be together, so he walked around her and quietly did his duty.

Finally after changing Norman's dressing for the fourth time; the poultice drawing out any infection he may have incurred, was finally showing signs of less and less pus. "Lady Claudirea would you care for a cup of tea or something to eat?" Nichea asked as he took a warm blanket and wrapped it around her shoulders.


Title: Re: Temple Area
Post by: Claudirea on June 01, 2007, 12:33:12 PM
Claudirea watched, slowly beginning to calm down as she watched the healer clean Norman's wounds. When he asked her if she would like something to drink, she shook her head.

"No thank you. I think I need to rest, most of all." She hesitantly laid down next to Norman's still body and curled up close, making sure not to get near his wound. Closing her eyes, she brought the blanket around her body, getting as comfortable as she could on the cold stone floor. Slowy, the world drifted away as she fell asleep.


Title: Re: Temple Area
Post by: Kareesh Valendar on June 08, 2007, 01:45:54 AM
Nichea nodded slightly, silently agreeing that sleep would be the best for Claudirea's emotions to calm down. He watched as she layed down next to the Captain falling asleep. The cold wind blew through the temple and he went to get another blanket to lay on top of the sleeping duo.

Norman stired slightly in his state, letting Nichea know that he was well on his way to better health.


Title: Re: Temple Area
Post by: Claudirea on September 12, 2007, 11:22:37 PM
Claudirea's eyes opened slowly. When they finally did open, she was confused as to where she was and how she got there. She sat up quickly and looked around. She noticed that she was in a very nice place and....and there was something warm lying next to her.

Looking down, Claudirea remembered everything. She gave a small smile as she laid back down, snuggling close against Norman. She wasn't very tired, but she was happy to be next to him, something she had never felt this way about someone before.

As she laid there, waiting for Norman to wake up she thought about recent events. Never would she have thought that coming to the city of Voldar would all these things happen. She gave a small shudder as she thought of the night when she was almost raped....she would have been too if it had not been for the Commander.

Emptying her head of these thoughts, Claudirea closed her eyes and listened to Norman's breathing, allowing that to calm to down and to relax her.


Title: Re: Temple Area
Post by: Capher on September 13, 2007, 12:23:25 AM
Nichea

Nichea woke, dressed and went in the room to check on his patient.  He noticed that Miss Claudirea was lying next to the Captain; she seemed asleep, but he was not sure.  He stepped closer and whispered her name. "Miss...Miss Claudirea are you awake?" he asked.


Title: Re: Temple Area
Post by: Claudirea on September 14, 2007, 12:30:03 AM
Claudirea opened her eyes at the sound of Nichea's voice. She sat up slowly, as not to disturb Norman's rest. She look around until she Nichea came into her eyesight.

"Yes, I'm awake," Claudirea said in a quiet voice as she gave a small smile. "Is there something you needed, Nichea?"


Title: Re: Temple Area
Post by: Capher on September 14, 2007, 02:13:20 AM
"I just wanted to check on the Captain and see if you would like some tea and breakfast. You can refresh yourself in that room," he pointed to a closed door on his left. There is a bath and I believe that one of our robes will fit you while your own clothes dry after you wash them. In the meantime I will see to the Captain and when you are finished perhaps the two of you could eat breakfast together."

Norman opened his eyes. He saw Claudirea and looked lovingly at her. He was awoken when Claudirea first moved, but he did not say anything at the time and just lay there; trying to remember where he was and how he got there. He recalled the drunk surprising him with a daggar. He should have never turned his back on the man, but he assumed at the time that the drunk was harmless. He would not make that assumption again. How many times did Damien tell him never to assume. He berated himself silenly. He could have been killed because of his assumptions. At least his assumption about Claudirea had been correct. He whispered in a hoarse voice, "Go on Claudiera. I shall be fine."


Title: Re: Temple Area
Post by: Claudirea on September 14, 2007, 11:01:06 PM
Claudirea nodded at Nichea's suggestion. It was a good suggestion. She really wondered if they had robes that would fit her as she was smaller then most humans. She was about ready to stand up, but something made her ears prick.

"Go on, Claudirea. I shall be fine," a hoarse whisper said. Quickly, Claudirea turned around and looked down at Norman. His eyes were open and there was a certain look in his eyes, one that she had seen once before when they were in the king's garden.

"Norman!" Claudirea cried. She had to resist the urge to smother him in hugs and kisses. Instead, she contented herself to place a hand upon one of his cheeks and caress it softly. She gave a small smile down at him. "I'm so glad that you are alright." She gave a small pause as she fought the urge to stay with him. "I shall return soon."

Getting up slowly, and making sure the blanket stayed on Norman, Claudirea headed off in the direction of the room where Nichea pointed out to her earlier. She closed the door after her and looked around.

Nichea was right. There was a bath and there was steam coming up from it. Claudirea gave a small sigh of relief as she stripped out of her clothes and slipped into the bath. Letting herself relax, she enjoyed the wonders of the warmth of the bath. The next thought that she thought made her blush as she envisioned Norman in the bath with her.

Not wanting to be far from him for very long, she quickly got out of the bath and slipped into one of the shorter robes that she saw. It was still a bit long and she had to roll up the sleeves of it. Walking back out, she carried with her her own clothes.

"I wasn't sure where I should put these," she said, holding them out so Nichea could see them.


Title: Re: Temple Area
Post by: Capher on September 16, 2007, 12:05:56 AM
Nichea had just finished examining Norman when Claudirea came out after her bath. She was dressed in on of the white robes of a novitiate that was still a bit long on her, but Nichea saw that she made do. She carried her own clothes and showing them told him she did not know what to do with them. A young monk came forward, arms out."I shall take them miss, and make sure they are washed and clean."

Norman was sitting up in the cot, shirtless, with a bandage wrapped around his middle. He swiviled his head when Claudirea came out and gave her a loving look. "Give the monk your clothes, dear and then come, sit and eat breakfast with me."

Nichea put his things away in his bag. "Captain, you are healing well, but do not over exert yourself. You still need some time to heal completely. You were blessed by the goddess's that the daggar did not pierce any vital organ."

"Thank you Nichea. I promise to not over exert myself."

Nichea nodded, "Then I and my staff shall leave you two alone."

It took all but a few blinks and everyone was out of the room and all doors were closed. Norman held out his hand. "Come and eat, dear."


Title: Re: Temple Area
Post by: Claudirea on September 20, 2007, 02:05:07 AM
"Give the monk your clothes, dear, and then come, sit and eat breakfast with me."

Claudirea gave the young monk her clothes, somewhat hesitantly as those were the only clothes she had.

"Thank you," she said softly. She watched as the monk quickly walked away with her clothes.

Claudirea went over and stood next to Nichea as he and Norman talked. She listened with a small interest as she heard Nichea's medical advice. Nodding inwardly, she agreed with it and she would have to make sure that Norman followed it closely.

"Come and eat, dear," Norman said with an out-stretched arm.

Taking his hand, she sat down next to him. She hadn't eaten in quite awhile, so she was quite hungry. Taking a piece of bread, Claudirea chewed on it hungrily. Finding a pot full of hot water with leaves of tea in two cups, she poured the water into the cups, allowing the tea to start steeping.

As she was doing all this, Claudirea was thinking. Numerous thoughts came into her head. Most of them were about Norman and their future. She knew that he was older then her and had already had a wife and child. She worried that, if things did go the way that they seemed, Norman would judge her against his previous wife.

Then her mind wandered to Norman's wound. Her eyes roamed to the bandages around his chest. No blood seemed to be seeping through, which was a good thing. Nichea was, indeed, a good healer.  Claudirea made a note that, if she did stay in Voldar, that Nichea would be a good person to train under.

After a long pause of her looking in her cup of tea, Claudirea finally spoke aloud. "Norman, how did you get stabbed?" Even though she spoke quietly, her concern could clearly be heard. She looked up into Norman's eye, the concern showing there as well.


Title: Re: Temple Area
Post by: Capher on September 21, 2007, 12:22:46 AM
Norman was lost in thoughts of his own; mostly about the young lady sitting next to him. They had only met a few days ago, yet it seemed liked he knew her forever. He wondered if perhaps the goddess Seyella had sent his wife's spirit back into another body, just to comfort him and to allow an uncompleted life be complete again. He had heard stories about such things. He had thought them to be false, just 'wives tales' but now...

He was slowly munching on some bread and watched Claudirea pour them some tea and waited for the tea to steep. Then she asked him, "Norman, how did you get stabbed?"

Norman swallowed hard, turned to her and hung his head a bit. "Stupidity. Forgetting what I teach my men all the time. I turned my back on a drunken man, who had tried to either pander some money off of me, or rob me? I forget. I suppose if he tried to rob me, I would have been more careful and he would have been put in the dungeon, so he was probably just pandering. Anyway, the man must have become angry and when he yelled, I turned around and the next thing I know I have a daggar being shoved into my chest. It happened so quickly. I had no time to react. At least I think that is what happened. My memory is a bit foggy, perhaps, after I think about it, my memory will become clearer. Why do you ask?"


Title: Re: Temple Area
Post by: Claudirea on September 24, 2007, 12:00:37 AM
"Stupidity. Forgetting what I teach my men all the time. I turned my back on a drunken man, who had tried to either pander some money off of me, or rob me? I forget. I suppose if he tried to rob me, I would have been more careful and he would have been put in the dungeon, so he was probably just pandering. Anyway, the man must have become angry and when he yelled, I turned around and the next thing I know I have a daggar being shoved into my chest. It happened so quickly. I had no time to react. At least I think that is what happened. My memory is a bit foggy, perhaps, after I think about it, my memory will become clearer. Why do you ask?"

Claudirea winced slightly as Norman described described the event. When he asked her why she wanted to know, she didn't really have an answer. Shrugging slightly she said, "I was just curious as no one knew how it happened. They just told me that you were stabbed and bid me to come here."

Not one for long speeches, Claudirea knew that she had to tell Norman sooner or later what was in her heart. Now would be a good time as all of his attention was on her.

"Norman, there's something I need to talk to you about. It's....it's not easy for me to say aloud, so please bear with me. I....I know that we've only met a few days ago, but....it's seemed like far longer to me. I dunno about you, but it seems like....like there's something there, like I've known you forever.

I've never felt this way about anyone else before, so this is all new to me. In all my travels I've never met anyone like you. And that's a good thing....I think. You've.....you've made me feel something that I've never felt before. A good feeling. As I think about it, it might be the same thing that my parents felt for each other. I never really understood the whole mating process. In animals, it's easy to see as they pick who they will think will be the best for that season, but in us...it's a completely different matter.....

I don't feel like wandering any more. I....I just wanna be where you are, Norman." The next part she had to swallow a large and forced herself to look Norman straight in the eyes. "Norman, if you would have me, I would be honored to be your life mate, your wife."


Title: Re: Temple Area
Post by: Capher on September 24, 2007, 12:25:09 AM
Norman sat stock still as he listened to Claudirea

Norman, there's something I need to talk to you about. It's....it's not easy for me to say aloud, so please bear with me. I....I know that we've only met a few days ago, but....it's seemed like far longer to me. I dunno about you, but it seems like....like there's something there, like I've known you forever.

It was like she was reading his mind, as he felt the same.

I've never felt this way about anyone else before, so this is all new to me. In all my travels I've never met anyone like you. And that's a good thing....I think. You've.....you've made me feel something that I've never felt before. A good feeling. As I think about it, it might be the same thing that my parents felt for each other. I never really understood the whole mating process. In animals, it's easy to see as they pick who they will think will be the best for that season, but in us...it's a completely different matter.....

He wanted to say, that he knew that there were some snimals that mated for life, but did not want to interrupt her, so he let her continue, wondering where this was all leading to?

I don't feel like wandering any more. I....I just wanna be where you are, Norman." The next part she had to swallow a large and forced herself to look Norman straight in the eyes.

Norman noticed her swallowing hard and then she spoke.

"Norman, if you would have me, I would be honored to be your life mate, your wife."

Norman swallowed hard himself, then smiled. "I am not sure about your culture, but in mine, it is usually the man who asks the woman to be his wife."

He gently caressed Claudirea's face with his hands, brushing a wisp of her hair from her face and tracing her nose with his finger. "As you were speaking, especailly about thinking that you have known me forever, I had the same thoughts. I have just one question to ask you before I give you my answer. Are you sure? Are you completely sure? This is just not some crush, or whim, but in your hearts of hearts, you love me and wish to be my wife until death doth part us? I am not a handsome man, nor very rich. I just want to be sure you are sure. For I know my answer and heart," Norman said softly, looking into her eyes.


Title: Re: Temple Area
Post by: Claudirea on September 24, 2007, 10:24:59 AM
"As you were speaking, especailly about thinking that you have known me forever, I had the same thoughts. I have just one question to ask you before I give you my answer. Are you sure? Are you completely sure? This is just not some crush, or whim, but in your hearts of hearts, you love me and wish to be my wife until death doth part us? I am not a handsome man, nor very rich. I just want to be sure you are sure. For I know my answer and heart,"

Claudirea took a moment to think about this question. Her immediate answer was yes, but she decided not to be rash about this as it was a life-long commitment. She closed her eyes as she thought, enjoying the touches that Norman was giving her. After awhile of thinking, she opened her green eyes and looked into Norman's.

"I wasn't asking you to be my husband, I just was giving you my answer before you asked," she said with a small smile. "And I thought about what you said, and I don't care if you aren't the most handsome nor the richest man in the world, you're good enough for me. You're the only one who has ever made me feel this way." She started to caress Norman's face.

"That is my answer, what is yours?"


Title: Re: Temple Area
Post by: Capher on September 25, 2007, 12:03:25 AM
Norman leaned into Claudirea's caress, smiled and looked deeply into her green eyes, "My answer has always been the same since I first saw you at the gate...yes."

"He rose from off his bed, knelt upon one knee, taking Claudirea's left hand. "Usually a man has a ring when he proposes, but..."

Suddenly a door opened and Nichea walked in. "I apologize for the interruption, and please forgive me for I had heard what you were saying Captain and I believe I can help you in that matter.  He held out a small twining leaved gold ring. The leaves were of a more reddish colored gold than the band. "I found this somewhere and kept it, why, I am not sure. I do not value nor covet gold as some do, but something told me to keep it. I believe now is the time to release it. Captain, if you would permit me this, I would like to give this to you to give to Lady Claudirea."

Norman did not know what to say, he was choked up with emotion already for his admonition of love between himself and Claudirea, that this gift was almost too much to bear. However after a few blinks, he gained control of his emotions and nodded, "Nichea, I should be the one giving you that, for services rendered, but if you want to give me the ring I will gladly take it. I promise to pay you back."

Nichea's face fell. "I do not want payment. I want to do this of my own accord and besides I also have a slight ulterior motive."

"What is that?" Norman asked, his body beginning to stiffen because of the how long he was in the kneeling position.

"I would like yours and Lady Claudirea's permission to officiate your wedding, when it comes."

Norman smiled, "Give me the ring Nichea."

Nichea quickly walked over and handed Norman the ring.

Norman took the delicate piece of jewelry, looked up into Claudirea's eyes. He wondered what she was thinking, at the moment?  Her eyes were full of love, but there was some confusion mirrored as well as she looked at Nichea, at the ring, and then back at Norman.

"Claudirea, you have brought life, where there was no life. You have brought happiness, when there was nothing but sadness. You have brought laughter, when there was nothing but tears. Your smile is like the summer's sunshine, your tears like the rain, your lovely touch, your warm embrace take me to a place I never thought I could or ever would be or want to be. Finally you brought love, when there was nothing but emptiness in this heart of mine."

He placed the ring upon Claudirea's left ring finger. "Claudirea, will you be my wife?" He asked.

Nichea had stepped back farther but looked on, smiling. He hardly ever smiled.


Title: Re: Temple Area
Post by: Claudirea on September 26, 2007, 01:31:32 AM
Claudirea felt for sure that her heart missed a beat when he said yes. She was almost certain that it had stopped completely when Norman got down on one knee and said, "Usually a man has a ring when he proposes, but..."

When Nichea walked into the room and interrupted, Claudirea didn't really feel aggravated, she was more embarrassed that he could have heard her professing her love to Norman. Not that it was a bad thing, she just was new to these sorts of things. Yet, when Nichea offered a ring for Norman, she just thought that her heart might explode.

It took Norman a while to respond and since Claudirea was looking at him, she could see why. She supposed that men of Norman's station weren't usually the emotional types, so this must be new to him. Well, perhaps not new, but certainly something he hadn't felt in a long time.

Inwardly, she gave small wince as she could see Nichea was slightly offended by Norman's offer to pay for the ring. Personally, she couldn't see why he was so offended. Perhaps that was the way things were with priests, but she wasn't quite sure. It was only after he admitted that he would like to preside over her and Norman's wedding that she understood. Giving a small smile, she silently agreed to let him do so, knowing that without him, neither she nor Norman would have been given this chance.

"Claudirea, you have brought life, where there was no life. You have brought happiness, when there was nothing but sadness. You have brought laughter, when there was nothing but tears. Your smile is like the summer's sunshine, your tears like the rain, your lovely touch, your warm embrace take me to a place I never thought I could or ever would be or want to be. Finally you brought love, when there was nothing but emptiness in this heart of mine."

Norman placed the ring upon her finger. Claudirea thanked the spirits that it fit. It did more then fit, it was almost as if it were made just for her. She looked down at it, watching as the first rays of the rising sun caught the gold and made it seem as though it were glowing on her finger.

"Claudirea, will you be my wife?"

Claudirea couldn't hold the tears any longer. They spilled down her cheeks. They were tears of joy that she couldn't hold in. Not being able to say anything, she nodded and held onto Norman's hand tightly. Inwardly, she was thinking how honored she was to have Norman wanting to have her as his wife.


Title: Re: Temple Area
Post by: Capher on September 26, 2007, 08:58:01 PM
Norman saw the tears spill and his heart leaped for joy when he saw her nod. He rose and sat upon the bed, leaned toward Claudirea and then gently began kissing her tears away from her cheeks.

Nichea thought at that it was time to leave and he left the two alone, he left quickly and quietly.

Norman did not even notice and continued kissing the tears away, he murmured, "You have made me the happiest man in the world today. Thank you for agreeing to be my life mate."

He continued kissing her cheeks, the tip of her nose, her tears salty, then his lips found hers and he gently kissed them, then the kiss became more passionate, and he took her in his arms and kissed her long and deep; longer and deeply than he ever kissed her before. Finally, after what seemed liked an hour, he released her lips, but held onto her, her head buried into his bare shoulder.


Title: Re: Temple Area
Post by: Claudirea on September 27, 2007, 08:42:26 AM
What happened next happened too fast for Claudirea to react at first. Norman started kissing her, not on the lips as she thought he might do, but he started to kiss away her tears. She gave a gentle laugh as she felt his lips brush across her skin. Out of the corner of her eye she noticed Nichea make a quick and silent exit.

"You have made me the happiest man in the world today. Thank you for agreeing to be my life mate." she heard him mutter. She gave a smile and gently scratched the back of his head.

She was going to reply to his statement, but she found her mouth occupied by his as he drew her into his arms.

The kiss seemed like it would never end, not that she wanted it to. Her in Norman's arms she felt safe.

After they had finished kissing, Claudirea laid her head upon his shoulder. Giving a small sigh, she relaxed and closed her eyes.

Her thoughts were scattered but focused on one thing: living permanently in Voldar. She wondered what Norman's home looked like and if there was room for her. Along the same lines, she thought about her new social status. No longer would she be the small traveling herbaist, but instead the wife of the Captain of the Guard. And then there was Luna...

"Norman!" Claudirea cried sitting up quickly and looking distressed. "Do you know where Luna is? I haven't seen her since...since that night..." Her voice trailed off as she thought about that night. She gave a small shudder as if she were cold and her eyes seemed to go out of focus.


Title: Re: Temple Area
Post by: Capher on September 27, 2007, 08:43:31 PM
Norman bolted upright and looked around for his shirt. "No, Claudirea, I do not know where Luna is. Let me get dressed and we will go look for her together," he said urgently. He knew how close the wolf and Claudirea were and would go to any lengths to have her have her pet and friend back with her. He hoped Luna was alright.

Then there was a knock, and in walked Nichea with a very tired looking, half-frozen man behind him. Norman blinked and looked at the grinning teeth of the man, for that is all that Norman could see, for the rest of the man's face was covered in a ice and snow covered cloth wrap. Suddenly a furry form barked, and bounded full tilt at Claudirea and him. It was Luna. She planted many kisses upon her friend and even gave him a few licks.

Norman looked up as the man uncovered his face from the cloth wrap he had covered it with. It was Sgt. Reeves! "She and I found each other as i was searching for the man who stabbed you Captain. Unfortunately, when I did find him, with her help, he was frozen to death." Grant reported.

"Just a vagabond, who needed money. I should have given him some," Norman said sadly.

"No Captain, when I found him he had more than enough coin upon him to pay for a room, but his desire was for cheap wine. Do not blame yourself. Now that I have finished what I set out to do, may I be excused, Sir" Grant asked.

Norman nodded. "Why do you not stay and have some hot tea and I am sure Nichea's staff can fix you up some breakfast. I want to thank you, for helping saving my life."

Grant smiled wearily, "Sir, any other time I would have gladly accepted your invitation, but there is a certain lady who I would like to go see, if you do not mind?"

Norman glanced at Claudirea, then turned back to Grant. "I understand completely, Lt. Go find her and if she is the one for you, hold onto her as if she were the most precious thing in the world to you."

"Lt?" Grant asked, "Yes Sir!", he almost shouted. "I certainly will find out if she is the one and I wish you all the best, Sir."  Grant turned to leave, but not before a healer shoved a hot cup of tea into his hand and ordered him to drink it.  Grant burned his throat as he hastily drank the tea. He handed the empty cup back, turned back to look at his Captain, who was just watching Lady Claudirea hug her pet. He turned to leave once more.

"Oh Lt, You may have two days off and then i expect to see you on duty at seven bells with a newly pressed uniform. I will pin your bars on your shoulders at that time, perhaps the Commander will be there as well."

"Yes Sir," Grant replied, giving Norman a quick, smart looking salute and then walked out of the room and out of the temple.

The air was still cold, but Grant could have cared less. He had been promoted and more than that, he was just given two days to spend with Alassiel. He hoped she still wanted to spend time with him as he made his way to Arth's.

OOC- Grant's next post will be at Arth's.


Title: Re: Temple Area
Post by: Claudirea on September 30, 2007, 02:37:45 AM
Even though she was worried about Luna, the way that Norman understood how she and Luna were and his willingness to help them touched her. This was why she loved him. This was why she wanted to be his wife.

She was about ready to tell him not to bother himself as he was suppose to take it easy and going out into that bitter cold would not be considered taking it easy. She never got the chance for at that moment, there was a knock and then Nichea walked in with someone. Claudirea couldn't tell who it was as their face was covered, but she didn't worry about that for very long for a familiar bark rang out.

"Luna!" Claudirea cried. She hled her arms out as the wolf ran into her arms. She laughed as Luna covered her face with licks. Claudirea scratched her behind her ears.

"Your fur is cold, Luna," Claudirea said as the snow on Luna's coat melted. She put her face into Luna's pelt and left it there for a bit enjoying the warmth coming from her dear friend.

She could feel Norman's gaze upon her, but at the moment, she didn't care. Luna looked at the new ring upon Claudirea's finger quizzically, but Claudirea gave her a look that meant she would tell her later.

When she looked up next, the young man had already left so she didn't have the chance to thank him.

Luna took this time to lay down at Claudirea's feet and rest. She closed her eyes and soon fell asleep. Claudirea took this time to lean against Norman.

"So, I suppose we are to start planning a wedding," she said softly. "I admit that I don't know anything about his kind of stuff. Also, shouldn't you tell your king? I mean, you speak of him as though he is a friend and I know he would be excited to hear his Captain is getting married."


Title: Re: Temple Area
Post by: Capher on October 01, 2007, 12:34:51 AM
Norman wrapped his arms around Claudirea as she leaned against him and talked of wedding plans. She brought up the King and asked him if he was going to tell him. "All in due time, love. I just want to hold you and feel you near me."

He held her a bit tighte. "I never planned a wedding either, my first wife and her family planned ours. I was too busy with my duties at the time. However I am sure that once it has been announced there will be many who will be willing to help you, us, plan our wedding. King Voltigar and especially Damien, Commander Scar, will be pleased as a mother bear finding a lost cub, to find out I have a found a woman I wish to marry."

He chuckled, "i suppose my men will be as well,"  He saw the quizzical look upon her face. "Private joke. Ever since...the fire. I have put all my energies into my work and you could say my men took the brunt of those energies."

He laughed and held her closer and kissed her, released her lips, though he did not want to. "But now my energies will be directed in a different direction and my men will be pleased because of it."


Title: Re: Temple Area
Post by: Claudirea on October 01, 2007, 10:57:00 PM
Claudirea felt safe in Norman's arms. She listened to him talk about how people would be willing to work with them on their wedding. She felt glad that there would be so many, as she didn't have the first idea what was expected, especially here in a different culture then she was use to.

When he spoke of his men being pleased, she thought that he meant that his men would be happy that he found another wife, but apparently it was a different reason. She gave a small shake of her head as he told her about how his men took the brunt of his frustration and energies.

He kissed her once more as he declared that those energies would be directed in a different direction. [colo=#32cd32]"I am glad that you are willing to put that effort into this, Norman, but you shouldn't neglect your duties as well. One has to find a medium somewhere,"[/color] Claudirea spit it out before she thought about it. Inwardly she chided herself as she thougth that obviously Norman knew this as he'd been married before.


Title: Re: Temple Area
Post by: Capher on October 03, 2007, 09:27:05 PM
Norman released Claudirea and began to finish his breakfast. He could not help but keep on looking at Claudirea. He loved the way her hair fell down and framed her small face. Her eyes, nose and cheeks were perfectly formed for her small stature.  Her lips, still wet from their kisses shone and he was once again wondering why such a pretty young girl would choose him, but thanked the gods that she did.

"You keep on mentioning differences between your culture and mine. What are some of those differences and I just thought of something; please forgive me for not asking, but I know nothing of your family. We should send a messenger to them to invite them to come here, even if it is just for your mother to help you plan. You see in my culture, the mother of the bride helps the bride along with the bride's Matron of Honor and bridesmaids plan the wedding; the color or scheme of the wedding, the flowers, writing the invitations, picking out the wedding gown, and bridesmaid's dresses and their colors."
Norman stopped speaking, realizing that Claudirea had no idea what he was talking about and was probalbly becoming overwhelmed.

"Sorry, Claudirea. I have not talked this much in years and I guess it all came forth in one rush," he smiled ruefully. "In your culture, what do you do to plan for marriage? Or do you marry at all? I am as unfamiliar with your culture as you are with mine. Perhaps after we get to know each other's we can somehow combine certain elements of them both; that way your parents and friends and my friends will not be uncomfortable during the ceremony. I say my friends, because i have no other family. My father and mother both died during the war between us and Nyermersys and I have no brothes or sisters."

His voice and eyes softened as he explained. "The city was under siege for over a year and the food supply was almost but gone and had to be rationed as well as fresh water. I was far away fighting, I was only a young twenty year old Lt back then under the command of Baron Scar and had no idea what was happening in the city.  Finally, the food ran out and people began eating their dogs, cats, and the wild birds that always were flying around the city. When those were all gone, they began eating mice and rats. My parents, along with hundreds of people in the city contracted a disease from eating those vermin. I was told they died of horrible deaths; their skin turning black, they had the hardest time to catch a single breath and each time they would breathe, it would burn and cause pain; as well as having a fever that could not be controlled.  This plague, eventually spread beyond the city and killed thousands, including many of Nyermersys's army.  It was probably one of the reasons why they gave up on the siege and finally left.  I was with King Voltigar's father's army when we finally defeated the Earl of Legrimond and received the news of the city and my parents deaths. When we finally arrived back to Voldar, several months later, they were still burining corpses of the dead outside of the city."

Norman paused, his eyes mirroring the sights he saw that day. He then brightened up. "Anyway that was a long time ago, my parents were good people and I am sure the gods took good care of them. The elves say that a Goddess, named Seyella, chooses what happens to those who die; those who were good are sent to a place where it is peaceful and beautiful, those who lived wicked lives are sent to Queprur and eventually wind up in Coor's domain. Queprur is the Goddess of Death, and Coor is the elven equivalent of the opposite of their Goddess Ava, who is the Goddess that created the world and everything in it. I do not know all of the Elven beliefs, but I like to think of my parents in that happy, peaceful and beautiful place and that someday I will be reunited with them."

Norman fell silent...


Title: Re: Temple Area(Voldar)
Post by: Capher on February 05, 2008, 01:10:27 AM
The messenger burst through the temple doors, sending many healer apprentices scattering as they tried to protect their temple from whoever had come uninvited into their sanctuary. They all sighed relief when they saw that it was only a messenger from the Palace. But when the messenger almost collapsed from exhaustion they rushed forward to offer whatever assistance they could.

"Ni..Nichea, needed at Palace now! King's orders," the man gasped.

Nichea had come out of the room where Norman and Claudirea were when he heard the commotion. As soon as he heard the messengers report he quickly grabbed his bag, threw on his cloak and rushed outside; fortunately the messenger's horse was standing outside the door. Nichea quickly grabbed the reins, jumped on the saddle and with practiced hands had the horse and himself galloping through the streets, scattering not only people but animals as well as he spurred the horse on.  His only thought was that the King needed medical attention.

OOC Nichea post will continue at the Palace thread, and Norman is waiting for Claudirea to speak.


Title: Re: Temple Area(Voldar)
Post by: Claudirea on April 15, 2008, 04:18:26 AM
Claudirea's heart broke as Norman told her about what had happened to his parents. She could not imagine the great pain that he must have felt. They didn't even receive a proper burial. She stroked the back of Luna's ears as she listened to the rest of his tale. When he was finished, she spoke.

"I'm so sorry for the pain you've been through, Norman," she said in a soft voice, tears glimmering in her eyes. "I cannot even imagine if something like that had happened to my parents. War is never a pretty sight, or so I've heard. I've never actually seen a war or a battle before. I pray that I never will have to see one, and that you'll never have to go through something like that again.

"Onto happier subjects, you asked me if we get married in my culture. Yes, we do. We get married fairly young and most of the time they are arranged, but the parents do respect the children's wishes if they feel that they will not be a proper mate to the person whom the parents have chosen."

Claudirea started to stare off into space as she thought about her days back in the village. "My parents never forced me to take a mate. They understood that I had no feelings towards any of the young men in the village and I was far to restless to settle down. One of my friends, however, did get married a couple of years before I left home. Her name was Aria and she was beautiful. She had an arranged marriage, but the man to whom she was getting married to was a boy that she had grown up with.

"Because we were a small village, everyone knew the bride and groom, and thus everyone was involved in preparing the wedding. The women were responsible for finding the proper flowers and plants that would bless the couple, preparing the soup that they would drink the night of their wedding to ensure their fertility, and all the decorations. The men were in charge of hunting the animals that would be eaten at the wedding feast, preparing the young groom for his wedding night, and making sure the spirits were happy with this union.

"The wedding itself was beautiful. They shared their vows in front of the Elders and the Clan Leaders. Then came the feast. It was delicious. That went well into evening. All those who had not yet had their Seeking of the Spirit were sent to their homes and to bed. The rest of us watched as the bride and groom drank the soup together. After that, they took off their ceremonial clothes before the spiritual leaders and went into the sacred hut were they consummated their marriage. After they were finished, the spiritual leaders went into the hut to make sure that Aria could please her husband. She could.

"And...well...that's the basis of our weddings. From what you said, yours are completely different." Claudirea gave a small smile. "I think that we should more of yours, since that is what the people around here are use to. Perhaps the King would allow us to hold it in his beautiful garden." She turned to look at Norman, joy shining in her eyes as she thought about spending the rest of her life with this wonderful man who had been through so much heartache.

Leaning closer to him, she nuzzled against the side of his cheek slightly as she whispered into his ear, "I love you, Norman Graaves, and I'm looking forward to spending the rest of my life with you." She gently kissed his cheek and kissed him gently along his jawline, moving towards his mouth, where she started to kiss him gently, before increasing the passion as time went on.


Title: Re: Temple Area(Voldar)
Post by: Capher on April 16, 2008, 11:19:31 PM
"I'm so sorry for the pain you've been through, Norman," she said in a soft voice, tears glimmering in her eyes. "I cannot even imagine if something like that had happened to my parents. War is never a pretty sight, or so I've heard. I've never actually seen a war or a battle before. I pray that I never will have to see one, and that you'll never have to go through something like that again.
 
Norman looked down at her face and saw the tears mirrored in her eyes as she spoke. It was this gentleness, this caring...this love that drew him to her in the first place and then...faster than a blink she changed the subject which was fine with him.

"Onto happier subjects, you asked me if we get married in my culture. Yes, we do. We get married fairly young and most of the time they are arranged, but the parents do respect the children's wishes if they feel that they will not be a proper mate to the person whom the parents have chosen..."

His face slowly broke into a huge grin as he listened to her tell him about her people and their marriage customs. There were a couple of times he wanted to interrupt and correct her about a few things as well as ask her what she meant about a few things as well, but he let her continue until she finally stopped talking and then started acting.

She began by kissing him lightly on his cheek, then on his jawline, which sent shivers down his spine, and then she kissed his lips and her kiss was not so chaste, but it burst forth like a flower blooming with passion and warmth. Warmth that Norman was not yet quite ready to give. He loved Claudirea with all his heart, but they were not married yet and this type of kissing could lead to...

He gently pushed her away, a bit breathless. "For a small woman, you sure do have large appetites," he said, then he noticed her confusion. "I am not good with words Claudirea. I love you so much, I just do not want to spoil our consumation of our marriage, and the way we were kissing...well...you know, don't you?" He asked, stammering, feeling the rush of blood up his neck.

"Besides, shortly we will have a lifetime together. I think we should perhaps leave here and go to the Palace and ask his Majesty if he will allow us to be married in his wonderful gardens," he said with a grin, as he wrapped his arms around her shoulders, tilted her head toward his and kissed her once more, but this time it was not quite as deep and passionate as the ones before.

It was almost as if the staff of the Temple were spying on them, for suddenly two healers came in at just the right moment. "We came to clear off your breakfast dishes, " a young boy said.

"And to ask you if there was anything else we can do to help you?" A bit older woman asked. She looked at Claudirea and with an exaggerated expression in her voice, "Why Miss Claudirea? You seem to be flushed. Are you ill?" She asked, with an innocent look upon her cherub looking face.



Title: Re: Temple Area(Voldar)
Post by: Claudirea on April 18, 2008, 09:11:19 AM
Claudirea felt bad about what had happened. She had never had feelings like this before. All of a sudden, thoughts of bedding Norman had come rushing into her head, and she felt powerless to stop them. Thus, she had acted upon them and was now feeling ashamed of herself.

To make it even worse, two healers chose that time to come in, right after Norman had finished chiding her. The older woman asked her if she was feeling ill. Claudirea couldn't tell if she honestly didn't know or was just saying that to be polite. Claudirea made herself busy by piling the plates together.

"I'm fine, thank you. Just a bit tired from all the excitement." She finished piling them and handed them to the young man. "And I don't believe that I need anything, thank you."


Title: Re: Temple Area(Voldar)
Post by: Capher on April 19, 2008, 02:09:28 AM
"We will be leaving for the Palace. Do you perchance know where Miss Claudirea's and my outer cloaks are?" Norman asked to also help cover Claudirea's slight embarrassement. He hoped he did not hurt her feelings. He wanted her so much that it hurt. More than anyother woman, besides his first wife, that he had ever met; of course there were not that many women he had met over the years who had wanted him.

"Yes, Captain. I shall get them for you," the woman answered quickly and dissapeared along with the boy, who nodded his thanks to Claudirea for helping him with the dishes.

The woman came back quickly and gave them their cloaks. Norman helped Claudirea on with hers, then put his on, he grimmaced just a little as he did so in pain from his wound.

He led Claudirea out into the outer chamber. "I do not know what the weather is like dear, so we should be prepared."

He opened the outer door and sunshine streamed in. Though the wind was cool, the sun was a welcomed warmth. He waited for Claudrea to go through.


Title: Re: Temple Area(Voldar)
Post by: Claudirea on April 21, 2008, 09:33:29 AM
Silently Claudirea thanked Norman for helping her with her embarrassment. She still felt bad about trying to push Norman farther than he wanted to go. She was glad that the woman didn't say anything else about her face being flushed.

Standing up, she disturbed Luna, who had been resting peacefully by their feet. Luna stood up, placed her front paws in front of her and gave a large yawn with a stretch to match it. Shaking her head and most of her body, she walked out of the way as Norman helped Claudirea put her coat on.

She noticed his grimace as he placed his own coat upon him. Holding her tongue, she figured that he wouldn't want her pestering him about his wound all the time. Walking with him to the outer chamber and waited while he held the door open.

Looking outside, she saw that the sun had come out and the snow had started to melt slightly. She smiled and closed her eyes, enjoying the feel of the  sun upon her. Luna gave a small bark and raced through the door out into the sun, happy that once more she could stretch her tired muscles. Claudirea smiled and walked out after Luna, spinning once or twice, her hair flowing out behind her.

Giving a small laugh, she looked back at the temple. "Are you coming, Norman?" she asked with a smile.


Title: Re: Temple Area(Voldar)
Post by: Capher on April 22, 2008, 01:09:27 AM
Norman had almost forgotten about Luna until they got ready to leave and then she got up, stretched to her full length and when he opened the outer door after he and Claudirea were dressed, Luna bounded out of the door, barking as she went, and jumping and running like a pup.

Claudirea went outside and she too seemed to act like her wolf, enjoying the sunshine, twirling around in the street and laughing.  Norman could not help but feel such joy and happiness to think that this lovely, carefree woman would want to be his wife: not only want to be, but desires to be! That was the wonderful mystery that he was thinking of when suddenly she turned to him and asked.

"Are you coming, Norman?"

She was smiling at him and he just loved her more.

He smiled back at her. "Yes, I am coming. I was just enjoying the view," he answered as he closed the Temple door behind him, walked up to Claudirea, wrapped his arms around her, the pain his wound gave him unnoticed as he looked down at her smiling face and kissed her softly of the lips. He stopped kissing her and pulled her closer to him and whispered into her ear, "I cannot wait until we are married. You have made me so very happy."

He could feel tears well up in his eyes and did not want Claudirea to see them, so he quickly turned her around, his good arm still around his waist as he cleared his eyes before looking back at her. Then Luna barked again and jumped at them both and then began trotting in the direction of the Palace.

"I swear Claudirea that Luna knows what we are going to do before we even do. Is she that intuitive?" he asked as they walked close together on the street.


Title: Re: Temple Area(Voldar)
Post by: Claudirea on April 25, 2008, 01:51:50 PM
Claudirea was in heaven as Norman held her against him. His breath gently tickled her ear, but all she did was giggle, for his words touched her to her very soul. She wanted to be married to Norman so badly. Yet, she knew that it would be best to wait, no matter how much her body wanted it otherwise.

Quite suddenly, Norman spun her around so that she could not see his face. She was confused by this, but knew that he would never do anything that would hurt her, so she trusted him. Perhaps he was trying to hide how much pain he really was in. That made sense to Claudirea, so she thought about it for a moment, but didn't say anything out loud. Instead, she watched as Luna was barking and jumping and running. Finally, she gave a bark and jumped at them before trotting off towards the palace.

"I swear Claudirea that Luna knows what we are going to do before we even do. Is she that intuitive?"

Claudirea gave a small laugh as she started walking down the street. "It's not like she's dumb, you know. She understands us. That, and wolves are some of the smartest things around."