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She nodded, "I think I can handle that." It shouldn't be too hard truthfully since she'd more or less become his mother two days ago. She'd held the child, smoothed his hair down, even teased and played with all the children. She truly did have maternal instincts. "In a few days. After all, I can't very well be a mommy when I'm away from my little boy."

"Nope you sure can't." Zykariel was just as happy as he could be and he jumped back up and plopped in his mother's lap then leaned back against her. "Can we go make cookies? Please? And can Daddy help?"

She looked down at him, laughing softly before nodding. "Sure we can." Then a glance up at Sevilin. "And if he wants to come he's more than welcome to help. You know he made pancakes this morning."

"He did?" A glance over at his father before frowning. "I thought you couldn't cook, Daddy. Have you been holding out on me?"

Arthur lightly glared at the blue drow, he was suppose to be on vacation which meant that Arthur was as well, and he was just about to say that when Piper opened her mouth and told him not to go anywhere. "Alright then Piper." He said with a small smile before looking at Isle. "Well of course...a day like today calls for being lazy..." Arthur doesn't mind being lazy, though with everything going on for the past week it seemed that he was lazy all day. Though he had to grin when the elf mentioned that she was into 'strapping young men' and this was a moment he was happy to be young for once, and she was also right about one thing she did have experience which she showed him last night, a moment he was happy to also have his good memory as well.

"I am taking it easy. tossing arthur in there is great stress relief."

But he took a seat by Piper anyway.

"And no, not age and experience alone. there are other benifits to the Tier'dal anatomically that make us better bedmates."

A slight chuckle, though a glance at arthur.

"So youth and fair skin wins out over skill and blue skin. surprising from Isle. she must like you."

((Taking place some time ago...carrying on from Fin's and Leaf's adventure))

Leaf was forced to swim with the soft current that pulled at her the closer they got to the floor of the temple. This armor was good, but not so good as to teach her all it's secrets in one short swim. The current flowed, stopped. Flowed, stopped. Something was periodically blocking the current for whatever reason.


Deidrich walked with his master's hand on one of his heads, guiding her through Deep Water. He did not know the place, but he knew the smells, and followed one or two scents in particullar to what had once been a quaint temple. Now, though appearing small, it had been transformed into soemthing much more grand.

She paused a moment at the steps before climbing them and entering through the tall pillars.

Fin had felt like he'd been swiming for far too long, when much to his delight, yet totally to his dispair, he brushed his foot against some kind of mysterious symbol, which acativated and lowered the water level to roughly non-existent. HE looked about and shrugged. He flipped up the mask on his helm, and breathed the stagninate air. "Well... That was unexpected." He looked about now firmly on his feet, and noted the symbol for what it was. "A runic trigger common to the old empires. I'd wager a guess that there is one on each level to adjust the water flow for some cult practice or ritualized sacrifice."

"Did Someone say 'Sacrific'?" A watery voice conjected with the murderous intent common to religious zealots bent on the will of a blood thirsty god, but this one was probably much more 'bubbly' on account of his body being entirely created from water. The fact it was speaking suggested that it was not entirely an elemental, but it could not possibly be any other form of life.

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The Temple was big, and long, and surprising only the size of a small hut (on the exterior). Mastery over extra-dimensional space enabled this little shrine to have a massive interior, decorated with all the spoils one would suspect of this perticular diety. Rather plain compared to the more showy Corellon, or Lloth, but not without its artistic merits. The expressions on the only decore all accurately described the mixed feelings of the individuals before their promt death, each posed as they were with their last breaths (including some who were sleeping soundly).

"Welcome to my house." A very familiar, drow voice echoed softly about the rather large room. The tenerness was ofset by the morbidity that was always present in the paranoid drow's tone, the madness he suffered in life did not submit to his will in ascention, nor did he seem any more happy or less so. His usual defiant self.

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"Orko," Cedric asked calmly, "Could you do me a favour?"

"Sure" The human wizard said cheerlessly, as he continued to flip through the various 'channels' on his globe.

"Can you message Aella for me?" Cedric responded.

"Sure, what do you want me to say?" The wizards thick eastern European acent rumbled.

"Come to the main entrance hall alone."

"Ok." The wizard coughed once, and held up what looked like a cone of parchment, "AELLA COME TO THE ENTRANCE HALL OF THE MANOR NOW." his voice echoed throughout the entire manor, and probably all the way to the Purian Peninisula where it startled the herds and herdsmen.

"That was excessive."

"When have I ever done anything that was not?"

"I guess that is why your master loved you."

"Yep. If that is all, I'll continue to bore myself with the local culture."

Cedric bowed and made his way to the Main entrance Hall of the Manor, and hoped Aella got the message.

She was standing over his shoulder....he hated that. But he merely blinked at the parchment before him and looked up to her. Clearing his throat and swallowing some blood at the same time. "I'm not planning on going anywhere." Adding a few arrows indicating direction that converged to one point, before walking the map with his fingers a little and making another mark. "I'm just trying to figure a few things out is all."

A look over to Zykariel. "Don't let him make a big mess. I've resisted the urge to clean all day, as unbearable to me as that is."

Keely was out walking the market section of Deep Water. After all, she was human and could walk around freely as she wished. Sure...and teenager shouldn't be walking around on her own in more or less a big city but hey. Yes, thirteen now after all and starting into the awkward teenage stage of life. Though quiet and sweet as ever. She was currently doing some shopping for Meilikki, and well there was a little pocket change for her too so who knew what she could do with that.

Malik smirked lightly.

"Is that a challenge, dear Isle? Something you think you want to prove to the old battlehardened Tier'dal?"

though a slight chuckle and a shake of his head.

"If Piper says I can play, then I'll play. and I'll even be nice and use Ebony rather than Malvolence."


Onyx snorted lightly, hearing Oroko's call even in his den in the lower area of the manor. damn that annoying human mage. why coudln't he just deliver a note like anyone else.

He and Aella had still been going out and enjoying sometime together. though Onyx was doing really good, or so he thought, at trying to not be pushy. He still kept Cedric away from Aella when he thought the elf was trying to be forward, however.

Most of his time recently had been spent with Bode and his twin. though Moonstone didn't know yet about Onyx's inheritance from his mother. best to keep that a secret as long as possible. But when Orko called, Onyx slinked out form his den and kept to the shadows, just watching the main hall.

"Sacrific what?" THe creature said with delight, "You, him, both of you, neither of you, I want blood, can I have yours, wait, why am I asking." The wateriod attacked Leaf without a second thought. Fin sliced through the space occupied by the water element to no avail.

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"Aye, Milady. Walk to the opposite end of the hall, where my voice may become more than just an echo." The drow lured. "My sister always did have odd tastes, in men and decore."

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Well aware of the peering eyes, and not seeming to care, Cedric shrugged, "Its been a while, and I've been trying to speak with you, but business keeps poping up. Soon I'll have to pay a visit to strange denizens, and I do not know how long that will take. Something has been naging the back of my mind for quite some time now, and I am not sure what to think of it. Lately, I have been unable to keep you out of my mind, and not because I wish to persue you further than I have, though that thought does not trouble me whatsoever. The facts of the past are rushing into my mind, perhaps my dance with death, and my resserection by Rydia, which is something else I must speak to you about, but not at this time. I have been cought by the weary spectre of your prior lord, and something rather cruel besets me, from my perspective." Odd, he was being forward and dancing around his problem simotaneously. Nervousness that normally does not accompany Cedric's voice, even in the face of death.

"Are you, or have you, been in love with the Pirate Captain Kimmuriel, or better known as Tarathiel?" This was sudden, and somewhat late in voice.

"My mind has been playing through the past, and I have begun to notice that your happiest moments are all directly inconjuction to your relationship with that drow. He was always providing you with the support and 'love' that you need, and I have begun to enquire my memory about the closeness that you two shared. He is the only one I have seen, touch you without you retracting your hand. He has kissed you more intimately than I care to imagine, and he has held you close to his heart, and buried you within his embrace."

"I am only troubled by this, because..." Cedric lost himself to himself, and became quiet. "It does not bother me if you do love him... But, I am bothered by how such a thing snuck passed me without ever noticing it until now. Ignorance of such feelings is not in my character, and being blinded by my emotions does not follow with my mentality." The elf seemed rather put abake, as though he'd betrayed the woman he was talking to in some horrible way.