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The man sighed, but didn't seem to notice the young elfs blush. "Kafele. She demands a girl. She's always been so picky." He thumped a fist on the door, where Kafele roared back in retort.

He looked down at the girl as if he'd never seen her before. "Oh, me appologies," said with a flourish of the hand. "I am Kalam, a Dragon Rider. Kafele the White inside." Again with a tap on the door. "I was approached by someone I had met breifly while he tended to a...um...dragon bite...who asked to give you some work." He sneered at the closed door. "It just so happens that Kafele won't let anyone but a female rub her down."

"Hope you don't ind stable work."

A jewel of a voice floated in fron behind the stall door. "Just let her in, Kalam."



The water rose and caught Leaf completely by surprsie, she almost did not get her helm down in time. When the pedistle was covered in water the orb materialized, looking like nothing more than glowing, swirling water. Under the water, Leafe examined it, "What did you do?" And how would they get this out of the temple, when it obviously had to be submerged to be physicle. "Were there any bottles or vases in any of the chambers we passed?"

She smiled back. "I anjoyed my time at that small place. It was easy too look after, and the people were easy to please."

"I haven't drank any wine since moving into the manor. I have been far to busy mostly to even sit down for dinner." She shrugged. "My free time goes into my potions, or helping Celeste take care of Tarathiel."

She sighed, didn't know what to say or do. She understood, she hoped she understood, the things Cedric was telling her and she couldn't help but compare it to things Onyx had said to her as well. There were differences though, certainly...she just couldn't figure out what they were. She hated having a slow mind.

"Cedric..." she sighed..."Thanks for telling me how you feel."

"Much better." Letting him do his own thing as she sat there for a good while, assuming that her skin would absorb a good amount of the substance but after a while she took to rubbing at her own skin and such to make sure some of it got rubbed into her skin over the tender areas. Also she was inspecting the patches on her body that were indeed already turning color. Wow Malik really worked her over. She was going to be right sore in the morning. But she tilted her head back to look at Galesen some. "I need to wash my hair too."

Ears twitched against her touch and made his motions slow a little as if he had to reprocess everything all over again. But that's what happenened when she touched those, made his mind blank and he had to take a moment to remember what he was doing. But then again newfound thinking found scary answers to everything. He practically had her at his mercy...reduced to a tone that wasn't controlled at all and more or less taking what he offered.

He could do anything he wanted with this apparent knowledge of how to reduce a woman to nothing...and that thought didn't please him at all. No, that was a scary thought somehow, and a road he didn't want to walk...to become a sort of predator in this fashion. This was why he knew he should never get too comfortable. Especially with the feelings of late from his incident earlier in the week.

Thus he stopped his attentions to her skin, giving a sigh and a slight cough, resting his forehead against her shoulder a moment as if trying to process or get himself under control...whichever it may be. Though he didn't pull away just yet. Needed a moment.

Fin entered the temple area, dragging what appeared to be a translucent bottle. He handed it to Leaf, and turned about promptly to fend off a single fish-like humaniod.

The creature resembled a basterdised merman, with the upper torso of a fish, and the arms and legs of a man. It wielded a trident rather expertly, one would have to guess he passed the time training with the weapon in this type of terran. Fin blocked the strikes with impercision, but managed to hold his own. He was quick to adapt to situations, but the fish was a pro in this arena, making Fin's natural talent go to waste.


Kimmuriel locked his eyes onto Meilikki's, the same feral spirit rested within those orbs as the last time she looked into them. Somehow, they seemed to be more pure though. The vibrant purple colour rather aloof in contrast to Kimmuriel's black skin. "Do I need to beat my slaves into shape?" His tone showed how serious he was, "Or do you want me to get you new ones?"


Cedric turned his body, and looked at her over his shoulder. "I am sorry, my master, but I must go. There is no one else who we can spare to do this dangerous task, and there is no time to train a replacement for me either. The tides are brewing against this place, and my oath to protect you supercedes my desires to be beside you until the end." Cedric walked towards the exit, his red coat floating in the air behind him, his blond braid bouncing slightly with the movement. His left foot seemed to thump in contrast to his right foot. The air about him suggested that he was in a very serious mood. "Take care of yourself, Aella."

It always happened around her, always. The moment she was around he felt vulnerable around her and he didn't like that feeling. But it wasn't a physical vulnerable, it was more of a spiritual one of sorts. Her prescense made him see what he didn't want to see. Be it good for him or not. And here they were yet again and him oh so aware that there were times when no good came from these situations. Yet she was right there, offering a penny for his thoughts so to speak.

Did he want to say anything? Would not saying anything make things go weird? He could just bypass the question with silence, though that could end up in a fight. Which he really really didn't have the energy or the voice to fight. "Ever find yourself wishing you couldn't do something, because you could get lost in what you discover through what you were doing, and have gained something for the worst?"

A question. She hadn't been expecting that. She'd been expecting a placation of sorts or a plea for no disturbance. She knew his issues ran deep and she was often afraid of disrupting the fragile bond there was between them. She never knew the right thing to say, never knew when to question him deeper or when to leave it alone. Upsetting him was the last thing she wanted to do yet she always seemed to manage to do just that. His question left her speechless and she wasn't quite sure how to answer. "I...well...probably though no examples come to mind right now. Is that what you're feeling?" She continued to run her fingers through his hair and she gently lifted his chin and peered down at him. "It's alright to feel that way about things Sevilin. Understanding and clarity come in many different ways. But sometimes what you think could be for the worst may be a blessing in disguise."

The merman looked at Leaf with serious grief, but that was quickly replaced by a look of horror when he was suddenly smiten in the chest with the dwarven longsword. Fin knocked the fish downwards when he retracted the sword with his feet. Fin followed Leaf back to where the dragon waited for the pair.

"Thanks for the armour. It certainly helped." Fin pointed to where the trident scratched the placed on his left shoulder, and across his breast, and stomach, and forarm, and hip, and legs... The dragon did not look too pleased.

"If I were able to restore the world without you, I would eat you for harming my beautiful armour." He sneared, but picked up the duet and flew back to the Citadel.


Kimmuriel chuckled, "Yeah, they are pretty good. Otherwise, I would have killed them." The desterbing sound of that thought could cause Paladins to have heart attacks. "Jin Djinn disappeared after I did. Don't worry, he's still acting in your favour. You just can't see him. I see that Tames got fat. Really, you spoil him too much, and he'll definately turn into a lapdog." The drow seemed not be be very bothered by that. Tames was getting old for a kobold, he was almost fifteen. That was three times as long as they normally live in the underdark. "Those Elves I ensared seem to be your favourites... Odd, eh?" He didn't have to explain anymore than that, he suposed. Meilikki knew everything he did about that matter. "Well, I guess you really did just come here for my company. No requests for the god of chaos, I mean, Goddess." He chuckled, as he actually enjoyed the fact most of his people thought he was Lloth. Why would they think that their god was lying to them? "Well, I really have alot to say, I don't know where to begin, or end, or anything. Being a god isn't what its cracked up to being, too many rules, regulations, duties, obligations, alliances, demons to destroy, angels to aid, angels to kill, less dieties to pick on, planes to stripe of existance, creating new planes, allowing..." Most of that was a lie. Kimmuriel was too lazy to do any of that now that he didn't have to in order to live. He was quite bored, actually. He found the number of people stronger than him diminish from one (Jarlaxle), to zero. "uthegentel is wondering around."


Cedric exited at that point, rather surprised that Onyx held his tongue long enough for the elf to exit. He assumed it was because Onyx was happy that the elf was leaving. Onyx would be comforting to Aella.

"Do you really think Cedric-Sensei is going to die?" Tarathiel asked form the shadows next to Aella. The boy had just entered the room, and knew about Cedric's dangerous mission because it was discussed at great length by Meilikki and the three old elves at great length. Obviously, since it was a secret, the boy naturally knew every detail (because someone can't sit still about the decission). "He doesn't have any of his weapons with him, I wonder how he is going to deal with it..." The child-like elf smiled, rather rare for the boy. "He'll come back..."

Fin shrugged about the Air Temple issue, it was the dragons who chose after all. THe green didn't say anything either after he got his armour back, and seemed rather eager to disappear into the gloom of the Citadel. "Let us rest until then, I suppose." Fin suggested as he started towards the little inn.


"Well... Be worried if everything to the East of you is on Fire." Kimmuriel gave his humble advice. "Uthegentel isn't exactly the subtle type. If he wants you dead, I heard and saw that he would simply kill everthing between you and him... but it has been Five thousand years since he could do anything like that... I kind of find it wierd that he is so resolved with not making a big scene. Triel is getting rather placid about him, I guess they figure he'll just vent his pent up rage on the unsuspecting peoples that haven't been consumed by the Drow." He shrugged. "Do you enjoy seeing?"


"I just got here. I know that he is going on a dangerous secret mission because Cell knew, and she is quite verbal." He smiled innocently. "And I learned a new trick, so Lavi can't beat me at tag so easily anymore. He's really keen even in elf form." Tara wiggled his way next to Aella, and wraped an arm around one of her's. "Why does Onyx-sans have a weapon out, was Cedric-sensei flirting with you agian?"

Fin was quite tired, and enjoyed the break from the adventuring.


"Eh." Kimmuriel said, "You can't truly imagine some of the things I saw, and have since seen. Eyes truly suck at times." He leaned against Meilikki. "What are you thinking?" He knew, he just wanted to continue the small talk.


"Quick Step, or instant movement. Its where I transfer Ki from my foot into the ground to make me move great distances really really fast. Sstrl tought it to me." He seemed really proud that he learned such a mystical thing. Though, it was not quite the mystery he thought it was. "Next, Sstrl is going to teach me how walk up walls and stuff. Then, I'll be able to match Lavi's movements in Tag. It will be fun." He seemed realitively happy at the moment. Normally, he didn't cope well with even one of his favourite adults outside the manor in the property, let alone two of the adults away from the property all together.