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 Posted: Wed Nov 18, 2009 2:57 am
Lariexith returned back to her House to find the Guard Captain, Vic'tyrr, waiting for them outside the gates.
"Welcome back, Matron Lariexith and Lord Flamgra! I'm glad to see that your trip back was safe. I hope your business went well."
Lariexith then swung her leg off of her mount and leapt down to the ground to hand off the reigns to a slave that had just showed up to take the lizards back to the stables, "It was actually. How was everything here? Did I recieve any visitors while I was out?"
"Nope, the House has actually been real quiet. I haven't even seen Briza for awhile nor the Archmage, M."
Lariexith nodded and remained silent until she changed the subject, "I'll be in my Sanctuary if you need me, Vic'tyrr."
"Adieu, M'lady," Vic'tyrr then bowed and headed off back to his station.
Once he had gone, Lariexith then turned to look at Flamgra, "Follow me."
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Posted: Wed Nov 18, 2009 3:01 am
The figure of Flamgra on his mount could be seen not far from the gates of Tor'Afin. The red banner bearing Tor'Afin's crest was rather noticeable around the lizards neck. The armor clad mount slowly made it's way to the gate, purposefully going ahead of the matron then falling behind. Patrolling had to be the most droll part of his duty, but as the weapons master it was his purpose to protect Matron Lariexith at all costs. Keeshe occasionally would poke her head out of his hair and look around,possibly for an insect or small creature to feed upon.
Their trip to Tor'Afin Aleanduis was far from fruitless, yet it was not quite a full filling as he had hoped. She seemed sort of pampered and corrupted by the surface, she was not quite as bad as those pompous sylvan from the surface,but pretty close. She was more like a dunmer playing drow in Flamgra's eyes,but no matter; he was home now. In the distance he could see Vic'tyrr waiting for them, what is the issue? Nothing too dramatic I hope. Flamgra thought to himself as they approached, the lizards claws clicked on the stone as they approached.
Vic'tyrr was merely happy seeing his matron home, a good quality perhaps, Flamgra dismounted the lizard and handed the reigns to a slave,pointing to the stables,in case he was a fresh face. With a nod and a Yes Matron, Flamgra followed Lariexith into the house,the pathway to the guest house was not as long this time. Perhaps that was merely a perception because he did not have to worry about impressing her this time. Or worry that he may be attacked by the guards at any moment.
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Posted: Wed Nov 18, 2009 3:10 am
Lariexith moved down the pathway gracefully and soundlessly. It was apparent that something was running through her mind. Her face looked strained as though both deep in thought and slightly irritated.
The two approached the fork in the path. Lari then stuck to the left, heading for the Guest House instead of the Mechanical Labyrinth posing as the main House.
Lari walked over the threshold and approached the indented part of the room where she would trigger the portal door, "This way into the House is technically Matron and Priestess access only. But certain times can call for certain measures. Do not EVER use it without my permission!" Lariexith warned him with stern eyes as her facial expression dropped as fast as it had formed, "Now, please step onto the platform and we can begin our happy little journey to the Throne Room!"
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Posted: Wed Nov 18, 2009 3:15 am
Almost startled by her left turn instead of heading straight on through, Flamgra followed her down the path and into the building, watching her activate the portal and listening closely to her words. He did not mind the walk so he would not use this portal, besides,the more of this place he walked through,the more of it he patrolled, so it was killing two sylvan with one arrow.
"Of course Matron,I will not disobey" Flamgra said with a bow,his right arm across his chest,covering his heart. As he bowed Keeshe poked her head out of his hair and just stared at Lariexith for a split second,before Flamgra straightened his posture and stepped onto the platform.
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Posted: Wed Nov 18, 2009 3:27 am
"Aww, c'mere baby, Mummy's not yelling at yoou," Lariexith cooed to Keeshe as she lifted her fingers out for Keeshe to climb onto.
The portal suddenly flashed before them as Flamgra stepped onto it. And then instead of looking into the Guest House, they were now looking into the Throne Room.
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Posted: Wed Nov 18, 2009 3:30 am
Flamgra smirked when Lariexith took Keeshe into her hands, stroking her and talking to her as she would an infant. It was quite amusing, for such a powerful and vindictive matron to be talking baby talk. The sudden flash from guest house to throne room did not startle Flamgra,but impress him. Such wonderful security this place had, it would make patrolling quick and easy,leaving more time to focus on his blades training.
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Posted: Wed Nov 18, 2009 3:38 am
As Keeshe climbed onto her fingers and into her hands, Lariexith continued to make cooing sounds as she stepped over the threshold and into the Throne Room. The Matron walked up to her throne and sat upon it. Having Keeshe resting on her lap as she unhooked her mace from her waist and started to caress the small purple mote around her throne, "Guess who's home..." she said with a smile.
The mote of purple hues began to bubble and gurgle in response to the Matron and then settled into a calm.
The Matron then strapped her mace back onto her waist and continued stroking Keeshe watching Flamgra in the distance, "Come closer, Weapons Master."
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Posted: Wed Nov 18, 2009 3:43 am
Flamgra made way to the throne,it was not becoming of him to make the matron wait. He stopped before crossing the moat circling her throne, bowing to one knee. He put his right arm across his chest and over his heart,kneeling was so uncomfortable in dress robes. Using his left arm Flamgra began pulling the robe length up,making kneeling before her a slightly more comfortable experience. Now he had his balance and did not have to worry about falling face first into the purple liquid.
"Yes Matron Lariexith?"
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Posted: Wed Nov 18, 2009 3:45 am
She smiled looking down on him and stroking Keeshe. There was a long waited silence when suddenly the Matron got to her feet and set Keeshe on the seat of the throne as she walked down towards Flamgra, "On your feet."
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Posted: Wed Nov 18, 2009 3:49 am
Flamgra shuffled back slightly,standing up as quickly as he could, careful not to lose his balance,these robes were meant for looking nice,not mobility. He straightened his posture, standing proud and firm before his Matron. The robes draped over him,they may have fit him nicely, but he did not like wearing them. He preferred battle or training attire, dress robes and clothing were not his usual taste,too bulky and clumsy.
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Posted: Wed Nov 18, 2009 3:54 am
A soft chuckle reached Lari's lips as she caught the slight shuffle Flamgra gave. Telling by his actions and even feeling his thoughts on his robes told her that he was not the type to wear fancy clothing. But regardless, it amused her.
She then began walking around him, checking out her stature, "I've only just realized that I haven't been able to actually look at your body. You have a nice build, Weapons Master," she whispered softly into his ear before chuckling and continuing her circle around him.
"Makes me interested on your blood line of course. Can you tell me anything about your family? Your heritage?"
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Posted: Wed Nov 18, 2009 4:02 am
Flamgra smiled and slowly took off his robes,he could sense her interest and did this almost in a teasing fashion. If she was going to have a little fun with him,why not have a little fun with her? His muscles bulged slightly and sort of glistened,he was not used to wearing so many layers,so he was perspiring a bit.
"There is not much to tell,my Matron. My mother and father were commoners,I don't even really remember my father. I think mom killed him when I was a few years old,probably caught him with another woman,the great useless drunk. I am glad you like my physique, everything I am today I worked hard for my entire life. Mother wanted me to pursue magic, but I always preferred the sword, she was not too pleased by this and disowned me at a young age. A former house weapons master taught me the flourantine technique, from that point on I mainly drifted, a soldier for hire when times of war came. Then after my venture to the surface,I came here and became your weapons master."
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Posted: Wed Nov 18, 2009 4:08 am
"Awww how sad...." Lariexith said this with pouting lips as she allowed her index finger to caress down his triceps, "Abandoned and unloved by your own mother..."
She then stepped back and crossed her arms as she stood starring at his torso for a long minute in thought, "I think... I might have something for you in my Sanctuary. Interested?" she asked with a seductive smile.
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Posted: Wed Nov 18, 2009 4:12 am
"It was not without.. Good effect. Helped me become the hardened warrior I am today" Flamgra flashed that wicked grin of his as her fingers caressed his triceps, his skin almost tingled at her touch. It was comforting like a warm fire,yet cold like cool death.
"Anything you wish,my Matron" Flamgra once again put his right arm over his chest and bowed before the matron. The wicked grin was still drawn across his face,in a more comfortable state now that he had discarded those bulky, restricting dress robes.
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Posted: Wed Nov 18, 2009 4:17 am
"Follow me," she said as she flashed that same seductive grin before turning about and heading up to her throne. Taking Keeshe up in her hands and placing her on her shoulder. Lari then triggered the engravings and grooves on the throne's arms. Sliding her long nails between the wedges. The Throne suddenly swung open and allowed them admittance into her private Sanctuary.
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